It’s not the strong hospital smell that wakes me up or the warm hand on my cheek. But the twinge of pain that starts in my lower abdomen and spreads to my entire stomach. The first word I say is, “Jake,” followed by a sharp gasp. I hold the side of the bed tight and try to will the pain away. But the more I try to act like it’s not there, the more it eats me up from the inside out. Something warm touches my head at the same time I hear a faint voice ask, “Where are you hurt?” I’m in so much pain that I don’t jump with glee when Drew’s worried face comes into my line of sight. He’s alive but my brain is trying to process what’s wrong with me first. It’s a blood shattering battle. “The doctor-” I gasp, “Call the doctor. Oh my God Jake,” I clutch my stomach, bending over to try and ease the contraction that I’m feeling in there. My baby better be alright, he has to be. Drew removes the needles in his arm when he processes what is happening and leaves the room to get t
OLIVIA The hot water running out of the shower head reminds me how late I am on my rent again, especially with my heater cut off in this cold season. I enjoy every bit of it knowing that this gym shower was the only place I could warm up before going back to my beat down apartment to die of cold. When I’m done I wrap a loose towel around my chest and leave the bathroom stall. If I stayed there any longer then someone was going to get suspicious that I was the one always finishing the hot water. I dry up, putting my wet hair up in a two braids. I pull on my basket ball shorts and tank top, my sneakers going on next. I’m about to leave when my phone rings, I look at the caller ID to see its my landlady. I decline it. My fingers swipe across my phone to check if Jess had replied my text but it was still empty making me sigh. She was my bestfriend and my only hope of paying my rent before I’m thrown out. Yes, this was the thousandth time I was asking her to lend me some money and pr
JAKE I’m still rooted to the spot until Kyle shakes my shoulders snapping me out of my daze. “Did you just…” I’m unable to control my thoughts because my nose especially hurts more than my bruised ego. “Just let it go” he says calmly, looking at me like I was some spoilt child. I push his hand away “Easy for you to say because you’re not the one getting punched by a girl in the middle of the street” He doesn’t even seem fazed “Told you we should take the car, you wanted the entire street experience for yourself” “And now I’m totally regretting it” I mutter under my breath. It had seemed nice walking the streets and casually handing out fliers like I see them do in the movies, but with my half broken nose… it was the worst thing anyone had to go through. “Do you want to keep handing it out or do we go straight to the restaurant?” Kyle asks. I look down but there’s only a couple fliers on the floor, the crazy girl must have taken it with her in a haste. The fuck was I going to do
OLIVIA I don’t stop running until I’m outside the cafe that Jess is at. I stop briefly to catch my breath before pushing the door open. I’ve never been happier receiving a text from Jess and it was at the perfect moment, just as I was about to seal a deal with the dickhead. I scoff, good luck was certainly on my side this time. I can’t even begin to imagine what becoming his wife would entail even if it was fake and just for a short period of time. With that attitude of his it is no doubt that no one wants to settle down with him. When I step into the cafe there’s no one except Jess that is huddled in a corner. I can’t help the wide smile that makes its way onto my face, of cause I had someone I could always count on. “Jess” I slide into the seat opposite hers. She raises her head but instead of the normal bright smile that is on her face there’s a certain sadness darkness. “Are you okay? You don’t look so good and I’ve been trying to reach you since forever” I say all at once, t
OLIVIA A jerk to a stop the moment something hits the car with a thud. I turn to Kyle with wide eyes but his expression is blank as always. There’s a downpour and I can barely see as I step out of the car, my suit immediately drenched before I make it around the car. I hear a groan as a body takes shape lying in front of the car. I peer into their face, my heart hammering in my chest in the fear that I might have hit and killed someone. It’s then that I recognize the black eyes that is looking at me, finding it hard to remain open. She mutters ‘Dickhead’ before her eyes close and she goes limp. It’s Olivia. I’m about to scream for Kyle when I see him bending over her. He checks her pulse and sighs so I think there’s no much problem. “She has a bruise on her forehead, pulse is still breathing strong so I think she just passed out from the shock. He says impassively, standing up and regarding me with a stern almost annoyed look. “What do we do now?” I ask with a shrug “Why does it
OLIVIA White and Warm. That’s exactly how I feel when I finally come to. The bright light makes me groan and put my arm over my face. I snuggle into the duvet, a sigh of content falling from my lips at how comfortable I was. Its not until it registers that my room is usually cold not warm that I bolt up on the bed. In place of my peeling pain and frozen in place windows, all I see are white walls and a huge bed that I was just lying in. This is clearly not my room. I try to remember how I got here but my brain can’t seem to recall. It’s not until I look down and realize that I’m naked that the real panic sets in. As I struggle to get out of the bed, I pull the duvet with me and use it to wrap myself up. If I wasn’t in my room then where the hell was I? With quiet footsteps I snoop around the room, checking for anything that would give away where I was or whose house I was in. Someone I make into a walk-in closet that is much bigger than my entire apartment put together two time
JAKE Olivia’s piercing eyes follow me around the bathroom and I can immediately tell that she’s not happy about this. I’m not happy about it too but I couldn’t risk my parents finding her now, they were bound to question her. It would be so easy for my dad to pick her apart with words and no doubt find out about our little arrangement. I couldn’t let that happen. Finally I pull out a towel and wrap it around my waist. At first I had forgotten she was there until she grabbed my junk from under the table and pulled hard. I had to clamp my palm over my mouth to stop the scream from escaping until she finally let go with a huff. I apologized furiously after that which brings us to the present moment. When I leave the bathroom she has her middle finger up in the air which makes me unsure why I’m putting up with her. I dry off and quickly put on my clothes, my door bell ringing at the same time I open my door. With quickened steps I rush to the door and open it too see the flushed fa
OLIVIAI hit my already hurt head as I try to stand up and the dickhead in front of me has the guts to open his big mouth and laugh.Okay, that’s a lie…his mouth is not big but still.I crawl out from my hiding place and growl at him, “There’s nothing funny about this situation”.He coughs before trying to put up a straight face “I’m sorry…it’s just”I dust my shirt, realizing that I’m still wearing nothing under “Are your parents gone? Or which ever people that was snooping around?”“About that…” he starts “Thanking you for not letting him see you. I don’t know how you knew you weren’t supposed to be seen but I’m grateful all the same”“It’s not rocket science, I heard you all arguing from under your sink” I say.His eyes go wide and he touches my temple “You’re bleeding again, come here” he takes my hand and leads me out of the storage room. We go back to his bathroom and I glare at the back of his head “You better not push me under the sink this time”He laughs “Relax, I just nee
It’s not the strong hospital smell that wakes me up or the warm hand on my cheek. But the twinge of pain that starts in my lower abdomen and spreads to my entire stomach. The first word I say is, “Jake,” followed by a sharp gasp. I hold the side of the bed tight and try to will the pain away. But the more I try to act like it’s not there, the more it eats me up from the inside out. Something warm touches my head at the same time I hear a faint voice ask, “Where are you hurt?” I’m in so much pain that I don’t jump with glee when Drew’s worried face comes into my line of sight. He’s alive but my brain is trying to process what’s wrong with me first. It’s a blood shattering battle. “The doctor-” I gasp, “Call the doctor. Oh my God Jake,” I clutch my stomach, bending over to try and ease the contraction that I’m feeling in there. My baby better be alright, he has to be. Drew removes the needles in his arm when he processes what is happening and leaves the room to get t
I’ve been paranoid since the meeting with Father, if Drew notices he doesn’t comment on it or ask any questions. . I sigh for the tenth time since we drove out of the house. I know Drew is being patient but with the way he’s tapping his fingers against the wheel I know he’s dying to ask me what happened during the meeting. It’s not like I’m hiding it from him, I’m just waiting till I’m sure what exactly is going on with Sherp till I tell him. There are so many questions that I’m afraid of what the answers will be. The first will be if Sherp has been working for Father the whole time he knew me, which from what Father said I think is the case. Still, he could’ve easily exposed my identity from the very beginning but he didn’t. I need to know what his game is in order to access this situation properly. I mean he gave me the very explosives I used to blow up the boat, why would he do that if he was working for Father? Most importantly, why is he helping Father look fo
Skipping dinner seemed like the best thing to do when we got home. After our make out in the office, I’ve not been able to look Drew in the eye.The smile on his face hasn’t left ever since and I’m worried he thinks we’re much more than a fake couple now.I can’t deny that what happened is the only sunshine I’ve had in my life since learning that I’ll be having Jake.It’s part of the reason I’m scared to think so much about it. I’m not ready to put a name or tag on how we both feel.My only mistake was skipping out on dinner and turning in early so I wouldn’t have to talk to him. Now I’m lying down wide awake because the hunger gnawing at me won’t let me sleep.I watch the rise and fall of Drew’s chest as he sleeps before slipping out of the bed. I’m careful not to wake him on my way out, carefully navigating through the dark room.When I make it to the stairs I almost leap in joy. Food at last. I take the stairs two at a time and run to the kitchen when I’m down.I cry out in relief
I don’t come downstairs until the doorbell rings. I’ve done a pretty good job of avoiding Jenny and now I was going to risk running into her. The entire house is quiet when I come down, she must be taking a nap. For some reason I tiptoe to the door and stifle a startle when I open the door to a rather grumpy looking Dr. Shelby. All since I’ve known him, he was always smiling, patient. There was this airiness that surrounded him, it always made you feel at ease with him. But all that is left now are deep frown lines on his face and I hate to be the reason for it. “How did you think drinking while being pregnant was a good idea?” he asks the moment he steps past the threshold. “Why keep a child you’re not going to take proper care of?” My breath seizes in my lung. With a slight tilt to my head I study his expression. His eyes are accusing as he glares at me. This right here is not Dr. Shelby. Someone has taken him and put in place this angry version that I’m not used to.
There’s a soft touch on my shoulder and I look up to see Drew’s worried eyes. He raises his brow asking if I’m okay and I nod. Daisy shakes in my arms, the sleeve of my gown stained with her tears. The meeting should go on but I also can’t leave her in this state when I’m the primary reason she has to go through this grief. “Let me take you home,” I whisper to her. The meeting can always wait, but for now I need to calm her down and make sure she’s okay so she doesn’t hurt herself. She nods into my shoulder. I turn to Drew, “Can you take over the meeting, I’ll take her home now,” I tell him. “Why? Everyone has agreed to you being the new chairman, so you have to finish up. And with Daisy we can’t risk them changing their mind” he whispers to me. I shake my head. “Her feelings right now are more important. You can explain the situation to them and have them vote now. They’ll understand why I have to leave right away,” I say. Daisy is already trembling from c
Never did I think I’d be back here, in this soulless city that has had nothing but pain to offer me. But here I am, sitting in Drew’s passenger seat with the window down. There’s a random song playing on the radio that fills the silence dwelling between us. I’m grateful for it because after the tense conversation we had, we both needed to process our thoughts. I have to think of myself as Cassie now, I need to slowly immerse myself into her persona. Above all, I have to become her for this irrational plan of mine to work. “Aren’t you cold, the window has been down for so long,” Drew says, his attention still on the road. “Oh, I didn’t realize,” I reply. My body chooses that exact moment to shiver. I don’t miss the smile on Drew’s lips. “What were you thinking so much about?” he asks. I twist slightly to him. “You said you want nothing to do with the company…” I start. His short laugh is nervous, “Yes?” “But I have no idea how to actually run the company
Everyday that I see the sun rise is torture to my soul. Every morning that I wake up without Don by my side, tears my heart into a million pieces. I don’t know where life ends and where death starts. They’ve both become the same to me. It has made me prisoner in this dark perilous place called my mind. I sit by the window every night and wait for a dawn that never breaks, but that even is too much to ask. This is my own hell. This is my own home. There’s nothing on the news about the explosion. If I hadn’t been there myself I wouldn’t even believe that it happened. No bodies have been found. That is both my hope and my nightmare. Two long months of emptiness and guilt, that is my punishment. What if he’s really gone? What if he didn’t survive? No one could be alive and stay hidden for that long. What if he’s out there looking for me? I deflate. The chances are unlikely, especially after the way we parted. I should have held onto him a little longer, laced his f
Something was wrong, even a blind man could see it from miles away. I listened through the entire meeting but barely heard a word. They talked mostly about shares and opening another branch in some city I didn’t catch the name. My eyes shifted to the jot pad Car had left on the table, his handwriting had to be the ugliest thing in the world as I scanned over what he had written. He was my assistant, but it felt like he was more, like I should care for him. The meeting was barely over when I stood up from the meeting and left. I went straight to the restroom, sure that a clue to whatever was wrong with him would be there. I went straight to the waste bin that was at the far end of the restroom. Lying at the bottom was a rumpled toilet paper that was stained with blood, and lots of it. There was a sudden panic as I closed the lid, there was something going on with him but what if it was something that wasn’t entirely my business. It was clear he was sick, but sick w
His lips. They tormented me more than my father. The things I had felt in those few seconds always rattled my heart and made butterflies flutter in my stomach. But then I always remembered, his panic-stricken face after and the fact that he hated me, just like they all did. “I’m sorry” I said as I detangled myself from him and stood straighter, adjusting my tie in the process. He said nothing. He didn’t even acknowledge the fall or the awkward moment his arms had been wrapped around me. Maybe he did this often, letting his male personal assistants fall into his arms. It hit me then! A scandal, Don involved with his male assistant, a gay relationship. It would ruin a respectable family like his. The doors dinged when we got to the ground floor. I walked after him making sure to put a decent space between us. I’ll rather fall on my butt than into his hands again. A black sleek limousine was already waiting when we got out of the building, the other staff glaring daggers a