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DEVIN'S POV The smell of coffee permeated the air. After getting home, I needed to drink something hot so I brewed coffee. I loathed having to leave Nigel but I had to if I didn't want to be charged with murder. He irked me and I sincerely wished I killed him. He hurt Emily and that was beyond painful. I hated seeing her cry, it made me feel this weird sensational pain like my chest was being squeezed. "Emotions sucks" I muttered. I took a sip of coffee from the cup and dropped it on a small table by my side. My house was not the exact luxurious house boys my age lived in but it was comfortable enough. I had about two faux fur couches, a small table, dining made for four, and a space I carved for exercises. I didn't need a mansion before having my small personal gymnasium. My rent expires in two days and I still had no idea how to get the cash I needed. Life wasn't getting any easier but I wasn't about to back down. I ran my hands through my hair, th
As I got to school, the she touched me kept playing in my head and it made me feel nauseated. Ewwwww! She was a little over fifty, with grey hair and wrinkled skin. She had two missing teeth and it made her look weird whenever she laughed. When I got to the address, I parked by the driveway and met her in the room. Martha wasn't there, it was a bit awkward at first having to explain who I was but her memory must have been good enough. "Are you the guy supposed to fvck me? Come here sweetie, I'm Teresa." My lip twitched that moment, she wasn't only trying hard to appear sexy, she was older than my grandmother wherever she was. "Yeah. Devin," I replied, avoiding eye contact with her. She readjusted on the king-sized bed, revealing the lingerie she was wearing. Good lord. "I saw this reel and I've been dying to try it out since, do you eat ass?" "Huh?" I scowled unbelievably. I was never going to eat her ass even if she made it 700$. "
I needed to see Emily. I stood in front of the door and rang the doorbell. I took a deep breath, waiting for an answer. Shortly after, a lady opened the door. She was the replica of Emily and so I knew she was Emily's mom. "Hi, can I help you?" She asked the moment she saw me. Now I know I shouldn't have worn something other than this 49ers shirt, now she won't stop staring at my muscled arm with scars. "Yeah, uh... I was wondering if I could see Xavier, we're friends from school," I managed to finish.She stood by the door frame giving me a blank stare as if analyzing me. "Oh," she muttered. My son isn't feeling too well, I don't think he wants to entertain visitors." "Yeah, he texted me." I wasn't sure what else to say, she looked like she was keen on not letting me in. "Can I come in?" I asked raising an eyebrow and looking inside, I mean that's supposed to be how you welcome a guest. "Sure," she replied and gestured me in. "I was tak
EMILY'S POV Pretending to be asleep hasn't been the easiest job. It hurts my eyes that I keep forcing them close when all they want to do is gaze at nature's smokefall. I rolled to the side of my bed and remained under the blanket. It was cold outside and I could feel it from the window. Xavier left the window open and I couldn't close it because I was pretending to be asleep. I was trying my best to avoid any conversation with Xavier because I didn't have the balls to explain what happened with Nigel. I knew he was not going to ask me anything yet but the thought of what was going through his mind was enough to make me nervous. "I'm coming," Xavier replied to his name. He stood up from his reading table and stormed out to answer dad. Dad called from the door saying there was someone outside for him. I honestly didn't have so much energy to think or be curious. Ordinarily, if I wasn't pretending to be asleep, I would have asked Xavier who he was expecting. I didn'
I woke up feeling slightly tired. Last night was a long night with bad dreams having me wake up at intervals. Saturdays are always stressful with mom asking me to help her out in her small garden. I pushed the blanket out of my face and yawned, I turned to the side of my bed and found Xavierâs bed empty. Lord knows how tough it has been for me since that night. Iâve tried to see if I can remember the details of what really happened but all I remember is getting drunk, I do not want to keep thinking of it, it's crazy that whenever I try to remember, it's Xavier's fuming eyes and the way he carried me I can remember. I also remember Devin's cologne and his arms wrapped around me. I can't seem to think of anything else. I finally got the courage to leave my room since I woke up. I have to help mom in the garden, she loves it when I do. I'm sure she must have begun before I get there but I can join her in making breakfast. I get my robe and wore it over my single
It was sunset and I was still sitting in uncomfortable silence with Xavier. He spent his entire day watching boring TV shows and playing video games. I had no idea if he had lunch, I only know he had some pancakes in the morning. I stole glances at his face whenever he was not looking, he had no idea how it was killing me to be ignored. I've never had Xavier ignore me this way before, he always played silly pranks and although they were all annoying, it made us bond. His eyes flickered to me and he turned his face the moment my eyes held his. My phone jittered in my hands and I accepted the call, it was mom. "Hi, mom." "Emily. How are you? How's your brother?" I looked at him, "he's fine. I am too, You and dad have been out all day." "Yeah, we didn't want to disturb your sleep." "Oh." Not sure of what to say, I grinned and moved my fingers through my hair and waited in silent. "Your dad and I won't be coming home tonight." "Why n
Xavier knows how to ask the most annoying questions. I wasn't even sneaking around, I just wanted to check what it was. He was the one sneaking around and stalking me. I flung open the door and turned to my bed. I forced my eyes to close, I was trying hard to sleep but the moment I opened my eyes, I met Xavier's stare on me. His eyes were fixed on my face and I just fretted. A furrow appeared on my forehead but he didn't move, he just kept staring. I wasn't looking attractive, I knew because I was always conscious whenever he was close to me. I still had dark circles beneath my eyes because I cried for nothing earlier today. I wouldn't really say it was nothing, my feelings can't be regarded as nothing. I just had a mood swing that got triggered by speaking to James. Why the hell is Xavier staring at me like that? "Cunt," I cussed in an undertone. I used my blanket to cover my face and shortly after that, I fell asleep under the blanket. Now I was d
I woke up to the sunlight blocking my eye. Fuck it, where I laid was close to the window. Monday morning and all I could think of was to get ready for school. I got into the bathroom and kicked life into the shower. I poured some shampoo into my hands and washed my hair. I loved the floral scent of the shampoo, it made me smell so feminine. When I finished bathing, I got dressed and was about to sneak out of the house. I couldn't afford to wait for Xavier when he's been acting strange. I'd rather walk to school than be stuck with him in his truck, wondering if I should ask him what was wrong with him. I was about to open the door when my mother walked in from her room."Oh, mom." "Hi sweetheart, missed you." She pulled me into a hug and brushed my hair with her fingers. "You smell nice." "Thank you," I smiled back. That was the perfect compliment to get on a Monday morning. "Iâ" "Where's Xavier?"Oh, Christ. I really hoped she didn't ask. "
I turned to Mom who was wiping her eyes. She had tears welled in them and Dad just hugged her. "It's over," he told her. "You don't have to worry anymore.""It just feels so unreal. I can't believe everything is fine now.""Me too."I honestly couldn't believe it. It was just too good to be true and I didn't know how to feel about it.She gave me a nod and pulled me into a hug. I remained there for a while before Dad asked us to get ready to leave. We strode happily to where the car was parked.We got home and I walked to my room it felt good having a separate room, I liked how it felt. I heard a scream and rushed out to see what was happening."Mom?""Emily! Xavier just got admission into a college in the Los Angeles!"My jaw dropped in excitement and I turned to Xavier. It was good news but Xavier didn't look happy. I turned my gaze to him and my eyes met his. He was staring blankly at me."What's wrong?" I asked him. "This is good news, Xavier.""I guess."His reply was cold and his
ONE MONTH LATER.The cold wind and fresh aura made me smile. I stood beside James watching his jet. Apparently, he was getting ready to leave and I didn't know how to feel about it.It was just the two of us standing there and there was silence. I wish I could hear everything he was thinking of. I felt the sensation and I knew more than ever that I was going to miss James.His lips formed a small smile like he heard what I was thinking and I just twitched my lips. I needed to enjoy the moment because it may be the last time I'd see him. I also knew his ailment had given him a short period of time to live and I really felt bad.I had no idea why I was feeling all those emotions at that point. There was this strong urge to hug him and just remain in his hugs. I remembered how welcoming and warm his arms were but I stopped myself. I didn't have to be overly emotional.I was trying hard not to think about James dying but I couldn't help it and before I knew it, a sob escaped my mouth. Tea
I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Xavier. He was staring at me with a small smile tugged on his lips. I got scared at first but the feeling faded and I felt okay."Why are you staring at me?" I asked with a frown."Why didn't you report James to the cops?"I knew he was going to ask that, I just didn't think it was going to be by 3 fucking a.m."I can't.""Why?""I can't even though I want to kill him myself. I know everything, I know the shitty things you did, I know you sold drugs."He twitched his like and continued looking at me. "Do you still sell drugs or do you deliver them in your sleep?"I grabbed the blanket and placed it on my body, turning to the other side to sleep."I need to sleep, leave me alone."He scoffed and I rolled my eyes. "I hate you."I heard him giggle, "I love you too," he responded.* * * *The door slamming open made me open my eyes. It was morning but I was hoping I could sleep a little longer."Emily, get up."Mom grabbed my hands before I c
The moment Mom asked if I saw James, my chest heaved. "No," I replied and twitched my lips. I didn't want to keep talking about him because of the emotions I felt whenever I thought of him."Emily."We turned and it was Xavier. I ran to him immediately and threw my hands around him. He hugged me back, even tighter. I couldn't believe I missed Xavier this much, it was hurting."I'm so sorry," he said as he hugged me. No one else was going to understand, not even Mom. "It's not your fault," she told him."The police found someone involved."My heart raced faster, I felt bad for James. He was going to die and I didn't want him to die in jail."Hi, excuse me." The doctor walked into us and turned to Mom. "There's been no form of abuse, she's fine.""She's fine?""Yes, she is," The doctor confirmed and gave a friendly smile.Mom gave a nod and appreciated him. She stood up from the chair and looked at me. "I need to go and feed Devin, no one is coming for him."I gave a nod, I understood h
I tried to open my eyes and the sunlight hurts them. I tried to figure out what was happening and I realized I was in someone's arm.I freed my eyes again and realized it was James and he was taking me out of the enclosed room. At that point I felt an adrenaline rush in me.He dropped me down and I felt hot tears roll down my eyes, I couldn't believe it. I hugged him right without thinking and cried into his arms.He returned the hug and just remained calm, watching me. I had no idea why I was crying and hugging him but I needed the hug.When I pulled away from his hug, he looked at me and smiled faintly. "You can do what you want now. Call the cops and tell them I rescued you from the teenagers who kidnapped you."Was he asking me to go?"Just go down the road, you'll figure your way. I'll have someone follow you from a distance just so you arrive home safely.""There's no camera Emily, I have my men dismount them so, the choice is yours. I love you."With that, he turned and entered
EMILY'S POVEvery minute I stayed locked in here makes me want to throw up. It feels like Iâve been kidnapped for years, I already lost count of days but I knew it was already weeks. My head split in pain as I tried to recall the incident. I was arguing with Xavier when I got pushed into a moving van. The details of the kidnap were blurry and I couldnât remember much.I still have no idea how I survived the first day âcause panic attacks made me nauseated and disorganized. Their faces all scared life in me, I thought they were going to kill me because of how fierce they looked. The highest punishment I got for kicking one of the guyâs balls was a hard slap.It was hard enough to redden my face but not kill me, I wondered why they were being so careful with me till I overheard their discussion saying they sold me to a rich man and he didnât want me bruised.I threw up hearing it and the rest turned out to be blurry vision and a bad headache. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a di
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat the moment she looked at me. I looked at Devin and he was growling like he was going to pass out.She lowered her stance to him and cleaned him up without saying anything. You would never believe they knew themselves before now. I didn't care though, I just wanted to get away and that was my concern.When she was done cleaning his wounds, she turned the first aid box to where I was and used a wipe to clean off the surface of the bruises I sustained.I flinched when her hands touched my face and the iodine dropped on my injury."Fuck."She didn't apologize or say a thing. She just turned her box away when she was done. Devin and I remained silent for a while before we heard footsteps and turned our heads in the direction if the door. She had returned with two plates of food. She dropped it in front of us with bottles of water and latched the door.Devin hungrily grabbed the plate and spooned rice into his mouth. I looked at him wondering if
My eyes glinted open and I felt a sharp pain. I could feel the chill from the breeze cutting straight through my damp body.I felt a metallic taste in my mouth, I turned and realized where I was. I was in a room with no ventilation. My face was bruised and I could feel the dried blood clot on my body. I tied to move but realized my hands were still tied to the pole and I couldn't move.My eyes turned to the growling sound and I saw the hefty man who injected Devin beating him up. He was growling as the punches landed on his body.On the other side of the room, a bloodied man was laying on the floor. Devin was getting beaten for doing that to the man. Couldn't he just wait till we realized where the fuck we were?I scoffed and struggled to break free but the ropes holding my hands together had a grip hold. I paused after several trials and just looked at Devin who looked like he was about to die. He needed to get treated because his wounds were susceptible and they looked like it was g
I walked out of the sitting room glad the police didn't want to interrogate me yet. They probably felt he was saying all that because he was accused and it made me feel a rush of relief.I opened the door to my bedroom and looked around. The mess I made on Emily's bed was still there and I didn't have the energy to clean up yet. I knew she wasn't going to yell at me for messing up her bed because she wasn't there and it hurt me to think of her absence.I turned my face away and walked to my bed. I sat on my bed and fell on my back. I looked at the ceiling, thinking of nothing but how to sneak out of the house.Devin had a plan he says we need to see and talk about. I wondered if he had other motives in mind when he sent his invitation but I was blank. I could ask him to tell me the plan over the phone but he would refuse and say it had to be a physical meeting."Fucking hell," I scoffed in an undertone and turned to the other side of the bed. It was only 8 pm and I could get some slee