“I won’t ask again Hatton, next time I’ll do worse than pushing your little brother down the hill” Frank Weatherbee had said, and promise was laced on every word even though Ethan was reluctant t call his bluff. What could big old Frank Weatherbee do anyways?But that day Ethan had visibly let his guard down when he saw the missing test scripts in his locker and with the principal looking down his shoulders behind him with a grim look of disappointment on his face. There was no point in denying, in fact it was even impossible to deny, not with the evidence stacked neatly in his locker.“Ethan Hatton, you’re a model student and I do not expect such criminality from you. Your parents will be invited to school and you will face a disciplinary action to determine your fate in this school” it was a swift statement that required no response as he had already turned away from him. Shame burned his face and it didn’t help that the entire school population kept their eyes fixed on him. It was
“Amanda?” Ethan held the look of surprise on his face as he took her appearance in. It had been more than ten years since he saw her last – since the terrible rumor that he started and she was forced to transfer schools. She had grown taller, much taller than he remembered even though he still towered above her effortlessly. Her hair was still brown even longer with the lushness that he remembered, silky and smooth and when he tried to look at her face, the guilt consumed him. Her eyes held the anger that had festered all these years and he knew damn well she wasn’t here for a reunion.“Remember me now?” she sneered “It’s been what now? Thirteen years and you sure grew up well”Ethan still stood dumbfounded until he managed to catch himself and he looked at her, really looked at her. He took hold of her wrist and pulled her with him outside the emergency room and he set her in front of him.“What are you doing here especially talking about my brother and what not? What are you doing
It was a constant torture for Emily following the weeks of fund raiser red carpet and Mr. Hatton’s sudden heart attack, but even with him responding to the treatment she still felt the aftermath of Jackson’s sudden but sweet kiss in front of the paparazzi. Before she got married to Ethan, she had a lived a life of cleaning toilets and being a total nobody with no idea what the next day was going to hold but at that moment, she was followed by a flock of paparazzi just as she stepped outside after her GED exams.“Emily!! Look here!”“Why are you just taking the GED exams?”“Are you an Ethan going to get a divorce now?”“Are you having an affair with your husband’s brother”“Emily, a statement please!”“Emily is it true you’re the bastard daughter of movie producer Mr. Brown and your mother is the former actress Alyssa” The question rang louder above the others so desperately that she was forced to hear it.Emily stopped in her tracks, her hired bodyguard nearly knocking into her in the
“Mother!” Emily said in shock and the woman quickly sprang out of the bed, taking the covers with and at the same time leaving Mr. Brown naked on the bed as he quickly struggled to save his dignity, but Emily was already bolting out of the door just until her mother caught up with her, pulling her by arm with a desperation to her stance.“Emily wait! Let me explain” she pleaded and Emily turned around, coming face to face with the woman she was even yet to acknowledge as her mother even.“Explain what? You have nothing to explain, I’ll just be on my way” she said turning to leave but Alyssa held her back still and when Emily looked over her head, Mr. Brown was now fully dressed and was approaching them, his expression particularly blank.“Just let’s talk about it first” Alyssa held on.“There’s nothing to talk about, I shouldn’t have come here at all. I came looking for Anita but obviously she’s not home and I should be going”“Who’s looking for Anita?” Emily suddenly heard her voice
By the time Emily stepped out of the Brown’s estate, she had tears spilling down her face and her whole body rocked with emotions that she couldn’t control. She felt the queasiness return, the nausea rising from the pit of her stomach back up to her throat until she was bent down by the at the side of the flower garden spewing her guts, with her head suddenly swimming. She grabbed her stomach viciously because it was the only thing that kept her mind sane, the seed growing in her stomach – Jackson’s seed.Her mother had cancer? She was spiraling and had ran out of the house the moment the words came out of the woman’s mouth unable to wait for her to explain more. She didn’t want to hear, she wasn’t sure she could handle it. How does one even respond to something like that? What kind of reaction was befitting for a bomb like that? How does she - ?The questions flew in and out of her head with no way to stop them until Victor her body guard came running her towards her, and he grabbed
The dimly lit study cast a somber atmosphere as Ethan and Jackson sat on plush leather chairs with the tension visibly palpable between them. Jackson’s anxiety permeated the room, hitting all corners and manifesting as restless fidgeting and the tightening of his jaw as he tried Emily’s number for what felt like the umpteenth time and still it kept going to voicemail. Emily hadn’t returned home last night and Jackson had a been a restless fit since then.Ethan sighed inwardly and even though he tried to act anxious too, the indifference still radiated off him.“Where could she be, Ethan?” Jackson’s voice trembled with worry “She didn’t come back last night, what if something happened to her?”“I sincerely doubt that, I’m sure she’s fine” Ethan said and Jackson paused to look at him with a squint to his eyes.“What have you done Ethan?”Ethan leaned forward, his expression a careful mix of surprise and guilt disguised as anger.“What do you mean what have I done? What’s that supposed t
Emily’s body trembled with exhaustion as she awoke in the unfamiliar hotel room. Her limbs felt heavy and unresponsive and panic surged through her veins as she realized she was alone, stranded in a state of vulnerability.“Where am I?” she struggled to speak, her eyes still felt drowsy and she clutched her stomach in fear. Was she drugged? Oh God! The baby!Frantically, she fumbled for her phone, her trembling fingers struggling to dial Jackson’s number. He was the only person she could think off, the only person she wanted to come save her. But silence greeted her as the call rang and rang – unanswered. Dread settled over her like a suffocating blanket, intensifying her fear, Jackson never missed her call.She tried again and again, sending series of texts and hoping for a response but nothing came forth and she sighed defeated. Her eyes searched the room, it was a small hotel room that smelled stuffy and old, beads of perspiration formed on her head as she noticed the windows were
“Put your coat back on” Ethan growled, attempting to pick her coat from the floor but Amanda stopped him“Look at me Ethan!” she held his face, her slender and delicate fingers caressing his smooth face and forcing him to look at her, until he did. Then she took his hands and placed on her chest so that he could feel the erratic beating of her chest.“Don’t you feel it Ethan!” she said to him “My heart, beating, pounding just for you and it has never stopped”“Amanda” Ethan warned even though he could feel the heat rising in his loins, the warmth spreading throughout his entire being from seeing Amanda’s exposed body and the way her fingers caressed his face.“Don’t fight it” she whispered in his ears, nibbling softly on his ear lobe then slowly she tried to kiss him but Ethan pulled back.“You used to love me” Amanda said with a hurt expression “Before you ruined my life”“That was years ago” he said to her “I’m trying to make it up to you, tell me how much you want”“And I said I do