All through the weekend I was just floating over everything.Maybe even I was to blame.Yes, I did not try to include myself in all the planned activities.In the pool I just sat on the chairs fully dressed because there was no way I was wearing a swimsuit in front of my sister’s and Damon always being a few feet from me.I hated that the girls thought it was cute, making jokes about my guard when I was actually in hell. He didn't say anything, never got closer but just stared at me intensely. I could feel the smirk on his face and it killed me.He made me feel naked and disgusted. I couldn’t help chills constantly jolting my body. It was like he was mocking me. His words kept coming back to mind, the insu
I ran out of the elevator and through the passage.Anything the guards said to me went unheard. I unlocked the door and ran to the bathroom where I emptied everything I ate that morning. My hands grabbed on the seat as I poured vomit out while sobbing.The picture kept coming to my mind and I threw up even more with burning tears flowing down my cheeks. I had never felt so violated in my life. Maggots crawled up my skin and at one point I couldn't help stretching.A hand came at my hair, pulling my head back.“Get yourself together.”I shook Damon’s hold away, pushing him but he gripped my head even tighter.“Clean yourself and get a hold of yoursel
I screamed and jolted out of my seat, my hand swinging to defend myself from the hand that had grabbed my shoulder. I swung my barely folded fists a few times before I stumbled and tripped on my feet. A hand grabbed me but I screamed and jumped back, putting much space between us.I hit the lamp switch so fast, wide eyes falling on Storm.He could never understand the fear in me.My hand flew to my rabid heart, nearly tearing from the arteries.I couldn’t even talk and when did it get so dark?Storm raised an eyebrow which drew my eyes to the bruise at the corner of his eye.“Oh my, what happened?”&
“What do you want?”I sighed. It had been a long day. It felt like years ago when I had been in the hospital.Worse thing, I had no recollection of what happened after I came back to the office.“Chinese.”Storm said nothing back and I just sat beside him. I realized there were a few inches between us and ate those few inches up until I was glued to his side.“I know a place downtown sir, are you okay with me making the reservation? It’s friendly.” Amar suddenly said with my eyes moving to him.Storm nodded his head and Amar didn’t waste time calling for a secluded table.
“Hi Ma’am, there is Gwen from procurement and Sandra from security.” Kimberly’s voice popped from the receiver.I pressed the button, “let them through.”Guilt washed over me.It seemed like years since we had talked. I could recall a few calls from them and texts but the previous day was all vague for me.The door opened, Kimberly walking in, letting them in.“Can I get you all something to drink?” My friends were too shocked to even answer.“No Kimberly, thank you, you can go for lunch.” I said, seeing my friends carrying paper bags from the canteen.“Brandy gi
We were going to an island! A private island all to ourselves! We could hardly work as we planned in our group chat. After work my friends would pick me up and we would go shopping in preparation for our trip and the next morning I had asked and they had come to pick me up again. Of course, a couple of miles from the house. It finally looked like there was light at the end of the tunnel. Not seeing Damon for two days made me feel as if I could get through this. The worry, the stress all took a back seat as I worked and daydreamed about our trip in my free time. My head snapped straight to the time when my phone pinged. Five right on the dot. I grinned, picking my phone. Sandra: Come down, we parked in the street. Brandy: Coming I quickly packed my bag, looking forward to a night in. I would try as hard as I could to not work but maybe catch a movie, cuddling on Storm’s side of the bed. Guilt slid its ugly head as I thought of him. I hadn’t told him about the trip. I woul
Shaking hands wrapped around my torso, standing by the door as I had an hour ago. I was late for work, I knew I should leave but I couldn’t leave. My friends had called an hour ago, but I never picked up. The pain made me numb from everything else but it. It burned hard yet I didn’t dare cry. I had cried enough. A knock came at the door, making me jump. “Ma’am, it’s Benjamin, are you okay, you are late for work?” I heard him say something to the guard at the door. “Ma’am, are you okay?” His voice seemed laced with concern that could fool anyone but me. “She is not picking up her phone. Do you have a key? What if something happened? She wasn't feeling well yesterday.” Whether I stood there or not, Benjamin would get in apparently. I stepped forward, swallowing. I opened the door, coming face to face with him. Concern was written all over his face. “Ma’am?” The guard at the door questioned, also concerned. My mouth was dry and I had no words. I just be
Brandy: We are going to that club tonight. I danced around the room despite the pain in my center. The bottle I had passed out drinking was still in hand, half way through. Music blurred through the speakers, as loud as it could get, nearly bleeding my ears. I stumbled about, bending over which turned to be a bad idea. Vomit rose up to my chest from the pain that shot through. But still, I slipped my feet into the sneakers while I was still naked. Another song played and I screamed. Only the scream brought tears forward. They ran down my face as I screamed even harder then I stopped. I chugged the whisky back and stumbled forward.“I am going to party. Whoooo!”I turned from the buzz of my phone. I stared at the screen. It was ten at night and my friends were already queuing outside the club. Oohh shit. I rushed to take my bag then placed the alcohol on the table before swiping a knife and slipped it in my bag. Then I recalled my nakedness so I ran back to the closet to pull on a
Hendrix had taken a shower first and I had followed. “I wonder if Ryan has everything he needs,” It was a random thought but very valid. “I am sure he does, I asked Maggie to prepare the room a few days ago.” Hendrix said, flipping over the covers and sliding through.” My mouth turned into an 'O'. But why had Ryan come? It seemed they had planned the trip days ago. I wanted to ask but sealed my lips instead. I pulled the cover back from my side of the bed and slid in. A sigh escaped me as the exhaustion whisked away. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the calm that fell over me. Finals were just a few weeks away and I was pulling all-nighters nearly every night. I just wanted to do my best. “It was nice of him to come though,” I said, turning to my side, my eyes opening only to gasp because this bed was queen-sized which left no space between Hendrix and I. My breath caught in my throat, just a few inches from touching him. Hendrix decided to also turn until he was sleeping on his sid
Everyone left with a large piece of cake. Even the catering staff, all left with a box carrying a large piece of cake. The cake had been a mixture between vanilla, chocolate, red velvet and carrot cake. Each flavor was delicious and I was so full of cake. “Let me get this big guy cleaned up then straight to bed.” Samantha said.Blue was covered in cake icing. He had mashed a large piece with his bare hands, and surely he had eaten very little of it. It seemed he loved mashing it with his hands more than actually eating it. Seeing him excitedly smashing it had been one of my highlights. “Okay, come say night night to mommy.” I held out my hands and Samantha placed him in my arms. Blue was too tired to fight me. I flooded him with a million kisses and was finally able to hug him tightly to me. “I love you my angel, so so much. Happy birthday my little prince.” Once again I was getting emotional. I held him so tightly and did not want to let go as I buried my face in his hair. He was
Two younger teenage girls came and stole Blue away just as Hendrix finished feeding him. They rushed away to the swing where they sat and began carefully swinging with him on one’s lap. Hendrix and I stared for a few minutes before looking away. He was then able to eat his food and I could also start eating mine. I could not stop myself from stealing glances of him as he listened to the conversation going around the table. My husband was so handsome, his hair having been trimmed with the beard I had last seen him spotting gone.The dark under eyes were still there. He was not sleeping and I wondered why. I wanted to ask him how he had been but decided to table it for later. Was he going to stay over or leave? He had never spent a night in the house so I guessed he would be leaving after the party especially because he had come with Ryan. “I heard you are in High school?” A question came and somehow I just knew it had been posed to me. My head picked up, eyes falling on the woman
I ran out of class.The teacher had added twenty minutes stating that he wanted to finish the chapter we were on. I groaned out as I breezed through the corridors. I heard the second the bus arrived and now it was going to leave me behind. I cursed, thinking that I should have taken the car today. But I hated doing that in case something happened to Blue and they needed to take him to the hospital or something. Turning the corner, I caught the back of the bus as it drove away. I continued running, waving my arms drastically. Laughter echoed from behind me and when there was no hope of catching up to the bus I turned and flicked the laughing students off. I groaned out, catching my breath, and combing my hair back with my fingers. I couldn’t be late, not today.I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed Samantha. “Hi Sam, I need your help. The bus left me. Please take the car to collect the cake from the baker’s shop?” “Okay. Will do. Should I get you after?”“No, it’s okay. Please
The ride back was silent and awkward. The music playing did not help at all.I couldn’t stare at him, I barely even ate because of the horror of it all. My throat was all clogged up. “I didn…” I trailed away, my voice shaking, staring at my hands. “What?” Hendrix asked, turning to me. “I didn’t….I …..I wasn…” just rumbling off, fumbling all over my words. “It’s okay, it’s natural.” Natural! Was it possible to get more embarrassed? My head was shaking. “I don…I don’t do that.” Hendrix turned to me and I could see the questions on his face. I did have a baby, I wasn’t innocent of course but I just wanted him to know that I wasn’t like that. I don’t know why I wanted to clarify because there was nothing wrong with pleasuring yourself but I just….I huffed out. “I never…touched myself before.” This was getting worse, my face getting redder. “And it only happened once.” I pushed the rest of the words out, turning to stare outside the window, my nails digging into my palm. The te
My husband was in the shower, just a glass away, naked, and washing his body. I nearly choked on the toothpaste, my face burning red. He had walked in while I had been in the shower to brush his teeth. When I stepped out, he had walked into the shower, not caring that I could see his naked body. I had only gotten a glimpse of his body and that was enough for me. I quickly rinsed my mouth and scurried away to get ready for bed, then I slipped in. I found myself clutching the covers up to my chin, knowing he would soon join me. But the bed was big enough, we probably would not even touch. I turned to my side, closing my eyes. The day had taken its toll on me, and I was exhausted. It had been a good day despite the morning.Just as I felt sleep claw the surface, the bathroom door opened and once again I was wide awake. On me, I wore Hendrix’s t-shirt. The friends had rooms in each other’s houses. Hendrix had a whole wardrobe here, and I would soon get mine too. The lights were turned
All six of them had been friends since college. I lost myself in their banter, listening, and laughing out loud like a rascal just as they were. At some point Hendrix moved his hands and it was long minutes later when I realized I was playing on my own. He drank his beer while holding me to him with his other hand.I wished I could capture the moment and print out the photo. I had not had such fun in a long while. I drank a few more bottles of alcoholic ciders but when I realized I was laughing way too loud, I curbed it.“Go to the right, attack him from the back,” Hendrix whispered in my ear and I quickly did as told while my body ruptured all over with tingles. Despite my surprise attack, I still got shot at and died. I sulked, turning to glare at Ben. He chuckled then I twisted and sulked even more, staring at Hendrix. His wet lips ca
When she said, ‘daughter’, she meant Brandy. Why did I even care? She was the worst mom, one of the people that never should have been mothers. But I could not write her off my heart. It hurt a million times over, living through my past, all the things she had done to me. I flipped around my phone, searching for Storm’s number. I opened the message app, knowing he had probably blocked me. “Hi Storm. I was just with Brandy and she told me about the accident. I am so sorry. I am sorry you both went through that and that I was not there for you. I hope you are okay. I know you probably don’t want to hear from me but I just wanted you to know that I….” I was just getting so emotional, sniffling, “ I…I love you Storm and I am thankful for everything you did for me, from when we were young. I really hope you are okay…” I let go of the mic then just sent it before I could even change my mind. Feeling nervous, I locked my phone and stuffed it in my bag then went on with my walk. I heard H
Hendrix did not eat and as soon as he was done dressing up in shorts and a t-shirt with man sandals, he picked up his keys and mentioned for us to leave. He looked so good in his casual wear, having that lazy look to him, nearly dragging his feet. He took a bottle of water from the fridge and walked to the door. I followed, clutching my bag. I was nervous about visiting my brother. Would Brandy be there? I had never actually spoken to her besides witnessing my mother harass her at dinner a few months back only for my brother to leave her at the house in the mercy of my mother. I had been locked in my room after Storm left but I had seen Brandy drag her bags a few days later, leaving. The more I thought about her, the more I smiled. I liked her. We walked past Ryan’s guards and made our way down. Ryan was still asleep. I wondered if Hendrix would stay with me or would leave. I slid in the passenger seat of his car, pulling the seat belt and buckled it. The car came to life and Hendr