Myra’s POVThe rest of the evening went in a blur for me. The announcement, toasts, more introductions…I had retreated so far into my head that Carter had to remind me repeatedly to smile, or nudge me when to do something other than nod at people’s words. He had tired sometime later of reminding me to smile, that he began giving the excuse that I was very exhausted and had not gotten a good rest since my movie premiere. I just hummed and nodded in agreement to that too.“What’s wrong?” He asked in the car when I had not said anything for a while. “You just spaced out halfway through the evening. You didn’t even show any interest when I introduced you to Stuart Dewald. That man can place you just as high as O’Malley di-““When did O’Malley say he wanted me to stop acting?” I asked and turned away from the window. He glanced at the driver of the limousine through the rearview mirror before looking at me again. “What are you talking about?”“When we were chatting with your parents, you
As I opened my eyes a blinding light pierced through my skull. I winced and shut them, then shifted away from it when I realized that my body was pressed to hard asphalt. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and burnt rubber.“She’s awake.” Someone yelled as I moved up to my hands which were peppered with scratches and cuts. I could feel a blinding headache building in the back of my head, but ignored it as I looked at my surroundings. The cab I had been in was farthest from me, it’s front end pretty mangled with a broken and blood stained windshield. I looked on the ground next to me to find the driver, unconscious and bloodied, but his stomach rose and fell as he breathed so I knew he was alive.I let my eyes fall on the worse of the accident. The small car we had hit was barely recognizable with the bus parked on top of it. I rose up on unsteady feet and moved closer to the damage. “Everyone step back.” A man yelled, shoving the people closest away. “But there’s a kid in t
When the medics came, I moved away from the car, my eyes still glued to the wreckage. Nicole had only passed out, I told myself. It wasn’t a big deal, they would get her out of there and take her to the hospital. A tiny body ran past me, and was grabbed by one of the attending first responders. “Mummy!” Heidi cried as she struggled in his arms. I tose to my feet quickly and walked up to them. “Take her to the ambulance and check her wounds, see if there’s anything major.” Another medic told the one holding her. “Give her to me. I’ll take her.” When I glanced at the car, I saw that the men working were placing a took under the car to keep it from collapsing further. On the other side, two men stood with a plier like object. They wanted to cut into it, I realized. “You’re the one the caller told us about? You got the girl out?” The guy holding crying Heidi asked. I nodded and reached for her. Her fingers tightened around the fabric of my dress, nearly pulling it off my b
“Pierce…” his name slipped out of my mouth before Incould stop it. Hannah crushed me in her arms unperturbed.“I was so worried, when Carter called and told me about the accident, I thought…God I’m so hlad you’re okay!” I forced my eyes away from Pierce and focused on Hannah. “I’m fine I promise.”“What is he doing here?” Carter muttered. I was painfully aware of him approaching the bed. With determined steps till Carter blocked his path to me. “What do you think you’re doing?” He challenged Pierce. “I just need to make sure she’s okay.” He answered in a dejected tone. I swallowed, my chest felt like it was caving in at the weight of my emotions. On one end, I wanted to cry into anybody’s shoulder, really. But I also wanted to tell him that the reason my heart was breaking was because I watched a random stranger die. And even though she was a grown woman with her own child. The feeling that pounded in my chest was the same as how I felt when I was holding Yvette’s lifeless body in
Pierce‘s POVHe was driving, but he wasn’t sure where. He had had to keep moving. Far away. where she would not look at him like he was the last person she wanted to see on earth. Crazy how it wasn’t the first time, but this time, at that hospital it sank in. Maybe because he had seen how close she and Carter had gotten. Or the fact that she didn’t want to see him after her accident while he was on the edge of hysteria with worry. All he had wanted to do was touch her. To convince his frantic heart that she was still there. She was safe and out of harm's way, but she could barely even look him in the face. He had fucked things up, so bad. For years he had been in love with her without knowing what it was. He’d catch himself watching her while they were in the apartment. An escape, No, he was falling right at her feet with love. When he read that text message she’d sent about them being over he had sent him into a panic. One he had not been ready to admit to. Admitting to it, was ad
Myra’s POV I slept soundly till the sound of my ringing phone woke me up. It couldn't be morning yet, could it? I wondered as I reached through the sheets for my cell. Three days had passed since the accident and I spent most of it in the house staying in a sour mood. Hannah had stopped by the day after the accident to ask if I really wanted Heidi. For the right reasons. I had gotten upset at the question, but answered sincerely. I had thought about it. And I wasn’t getting her as a replacement for Yvette, which I knew they all thought. Even Lily. All she did was sigh and told me she would help me, because she had contacts. So for three days. I had been hovering around the house, waiting. I took a second to check the time, sitting upright when I read the caller ID. “Hello?” I asked, all traces of sleep leaving my eyes. It was one in the morning and I was getting a call from my mother’s hospital. That did not hold a promise for good things. “Hi. Myra Thompson. So sorry for
“You’re here finally.” Pierce growled in the darkness. “I’m sorry, my session went on a bit longer today because Sarah came in late.” I explained breathlessly, feeling around the wall for the light switch. I knew better than to keep him waiting. “Leave it. Come to me,” he commanded. I did as I was told, dropping my duffel bag to the floor as I ambled towards him. “Clothes .” My pulse quickened in my veins and I tugged off my cardigan, my pants, bra… then I stopped. I could tell he was in a bad mood, one that didn’t have anything to do with me being late. I shivered lightly in anticipation and waited for him to close the space between us. When he stood, he pressed my semi naked body to his fully clothed one and released my hair from its ponytail prison. “How was your day,” I asked tentatively, as he ran his fingers on my hips, tracing an invisible line to my waist. “I’ll show you.” He said, and picked me like I weighed nothing. Naturally my legs wrapped around him as he
“Shit!” Hannah yelled and caught the bottle before it reached the ground. I could not force a word of thanks to her, or peel my eyes away from her phone. It wasn’t the caption that got to me. When you are famous, unwarranted rumors tend to spread, especially when you’re more secretive. I had seen posts shipping me and fellow cast members, him and other members of high society, a few deep founded allegations about our relationship…so the tagline was nothing new. It wasn’t the headline that had me moving in a mindless gait to an empty folding chair, it was the picture…pictures! I discovered in horror, as I scrolled down the article.It was her. Pierce’s first love was with him in every photo, a big smile on her face. She was back and in his arms. Pierce seemed to be supporting her weight with his body while she clung to him like every breath in her body was fueled by his presence.I didn't need the caption to tell it's her because she looked like me. Or I should say, I looked like
Myra’s POV I slept soundly till the sound of my ringing phone woke me up. It couldn't be morning yet, could it? I wondered as I reached through the sheets for my cell. Three days had passed since the accident and I spent most of it in the house staying in a sour mood. Hannah had stopped by the day after the accident to ask if I really wanted Heidi. For the right reasons. I had gotten upset at the question, but answered sincerely. I had thought about it. And I wasn’t getting her as a replacement for Yvette, which I knew they all thought. Even Lily. All she did was sigh and told me she would help me, because she had contacts. So for three days. I had been hovering around the house, waiting. I took a second to check the time, sitting upright when I read the caller ID. “Hello?” I asked, all traces of sleep leaving my eyes. It was one in the morning and I was getting a call from my mother’s hospital. That did not hold a promise for good things. “Hi. Myra Thompson. So sorry for
Pierce‘s POVHe was driving, but he wasn’t sure where. He had had to keep moving. Far away. where she would not look at him like he was the last person she wanted to see on earth. Crazy how it wasn’t the first time, but this time, at that hospital it sank in. Maybe because he had seen how close she and Carter had gotten. Or the fact that she didn’t want to see him after her accident while he was on the edge of hysteria with worry. All he had wanted to do was touch her. To convince his frantic heart that she was still there. She was safe and out of harm's way, but she could barely even look him in the face. He had fucked things up, so bad. For years he had been in love with her without knowing what it was. He’d catch himself watching her while they were in the apartment. An escape, No, he was falling right at her feet with love. When he read that text message she’d sent about them being over he had sent him into a panic. One he had not been ready to admit to. Admitting to it, was ad
“Pierce…” his name slipped out of my mouth before Incould stop it. Hannah crushed me in her arms unperturbed.“I was so worried, when Carter called and told me about the accident, I thought…God I’m so hlad you’re okay!” I forced my eyes away from Pierce and focused on Hannah. “I’m fine I promise.”“What is he doing here?” Carter muttered. I was painfully aware of him approaching the bed. With determined steps till Carter blocked his path to me. “What do you think you’re doing?” He challenged Pierce. “I just need to make sure she’s okay.” He answered in a dejected tone. I swallowed, my chest felt like it was caving in at the weight of my emotions. On one end, I wanted to cry into anybody’s shoulder, really. But I also wanted to tell him that the reason my heart was breaking was because I watched a random stranger die. And even though she was a grown woman with her own child. The feeling that pounded in my chest was the same as how I felt when I was holding Yvette’s lifeless body in
When the medics came, I moved away from the car, my eyes still glued to the wreckage. Nicole had only passed out, I told myself. It wasn’t a big deal, they would get her out of there and take her to the hospital. A tiny body ran past me, and was grabbed by one of the attending first responders. “Mummy!” Heidi cried as she struggled in his arms. I tose to my feet quickly and walked up to them. “Take her to the ambulance and check her wounds, see if there’s anything major.” Another medic told the one holding her. “Give her to me. I’ll take her.” When I glanced at the car, I saw that the men working were placing a took under the car to keep it from collapsing further. On the other side, two men stood with a plier like object. They wanted to cut into it, I realized. “You’re the one the caller told us about? You got the girl out?” The guy holding crying Heidi asked. I nodded and reached for her. Her fingers tightened around the fabric of my dress, nearly pulling it off my b
As I opened my eyes a blinding light pierced through my skull. I winced and shut them, then shifted away from it when I realized that my body was pressed to hard asphalt. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and burnt rubber.“She’s awake.” Someone yelled as I moved up to my hands which were peppered with scratches and cuts. I could feel a blinding headache building in the back of my head, but ignored it as I looked at my surroundings. The cab I had been in was farthest from me, it’s front end pretty mangled with a broken and blood stained windshield. I looked on the ground next to me to find the driver, unconscious and bloodied, but his stomach rose and fell as he breathed so I knew he was alive.I let my eyes fall on the worse of the accident. The small car we had hit was barely recognizable with the bus parked on top of it. I rose up on unsteady feet and moved closer to the damage. “Everyone step back.” A man yelled, shoving the people closest away. “But there’s a kid in t
Myra’s POVThe rest of the evening went in a blur for me. The announcement, toasts, more introductions…I had retreated so far into my head that Carter had to remind me repeatedly to smile, or nudge me when to do something other than nod at people’s words. He had tired sometime later of reminding me to smile, that he began giving the excuse that I was very exhausted and had not gotten a good rest since my movie premiere. I just hummed and nodded in agreement to that too.“What’s wrong?” He asked in the car when I had not said anything for a while. “You just spaced out halfway through the evening. You didn’t even show any interest when I introduced you to Stuart Dewald. That man can place you just as high as O’Malley di-““When did O’Malley say he wanted me to stop acting?” I asked and turned away from the window. He glanced at the driver of the limousine through the rearview mirror before looking at me again. “What are you talking about?”“When we were chatting with your parents, you
Forget what I said about not being nervous. My heart pounded in my chest the farther he led me into the room. Why was I nervous? We were not officially dating. Everything’s cool. I whispered to myself, trying to play it off. I just chewed out a Blackwood, I should be feeling unstoppable.We approached a group of three and I relaxed at the sight of Jace. “Mother, father,” Carter said, slowing to a halt behind them. The couple backing us turned their attention from Jace. “I want you to meet Myra.”A warm smile was spread across both their faces causing mine to be more natural. Jace and Carter, were a carbon copy of their father. “Myra, this is my dad Gregory and my beautiful mother, Alicia.”“Oh!” His mother exclaimed, smacking Carter on his shoulder. “Don’t flatter me so much.” She chortled before turning her attention to me. “Myra. It’s nice to meet you. We’ve heard all about you.”“Hopefully It’s all good.” I joked.Alicia chuckled, “mostly, you work with Jace yes? I owe you congra
What happens when you’re angry and trying to find a restroom? You get lost. I passed the same medieval armor ensemble three times before I accepted my fate. Or what if it was a different armors?I narrowed my eyes at it. I wonder if that guy was a regular person who had gotten lost, died and was now part of the exhibit. “Todd would you mind pointing me in the right direction? I don’t wanna end up like you.” I muttered at the armor statue, before I glanced left and then right. I sighed and went back the way I had come from. At least the way I thought I had come from. I was sure I had not come across any of the pieces I passed. I stopped infront of two paintings of two men, one posing for the painting fully clothed in 16th century garb with a larger than life codpiece. In contrast, a nude man in the next painting done in Greek style, was reading a book, his own member barely there. “In my head, I think these two would’ve been great friends.” I said aloud my voice echoing down the h
I had never seen a much bigger building in my life. I looked at the building where the Dionet party was holding and felt truly small. The building was a lot larger than a stadium with a roof that slanted upwards, ending in a sharp point. And covered in dark glass from the bottom walls to the top. I felt like in the morning it would be very daunting, but tonight not only did it carry the air of superiority, but of mystery. It told me that it hold stories passed down for centuries that it was willing to share if I just went through it’s double doors. How had I stayed in this city this long and not know about this place?Carter placed his had on my bare back and my focus turned to him. “Just letting you know again that you’re absolutely stunning tonight.”I looked down at my golden silk dress which simmered in the low lights that brightened the small walkway, the material draping elegantly over my curves. The true showstopper though was the daringly deep backless design that plunged dram