It didn’t come as a shock that when I woke up he was gone. I wondered if he was still in the house, or had left for work. I went from hating when he was home to hating when he wasn’t, and I wasn’t sure when that change had happened. I stood up with the intention to look for him but changed my mind and decided to shower and brush instead. When I was through, I curled up in bed cradling my new book with a weird sense of excitement. I was so engrossed in it that I didn’t notice when Pierce entered the room, till he snatched it from my hands.“Hey!” I squealed. “The mama natural... cool.”He was wearing gym shorts and a tank top, and his body glistened with sweat. Pierce had a wonderful physique but his body appeared a little more toned of recent. He gave me back my book and I stopped ogling him.“Is there a dad version of that?” He asked casually, as he moved towards the bathroom. “I donno. Angie gave it to me.” I bragged, “and then she hugged me.” His brows furrowed, “I’m not big
“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
Laughter bubbled in my throat when her words registered in my head. “Hannah, what on earth would I need this for? Put it away before someone walks in and assumes the same thing.” I dropped the packet on the bench between us like it had burned my hand. “I’m not kidding Myra. I know you wish I am, but I’m not. You’ve been sick for nearly a month, you stopped eating mango flavored chips even though they’re your second favorite food in the whole world, and your body, it’s changing…” “Jesus Christ Hannah, slow down with the sex talk. I’m not pregnant, okay? I can’t be. We’ve used protection every time we had sex.” “Every time?” “Yes!” I yelled and moved further away from her. The last thing both of us wanted was a child. I had an experience being raised in a dysfunctional family, and I would not do that to a kid. Plus my career had just started, what part of my life would a kid fit in. Pierce…well Pierce was Pierce. A kid out of wedlock was not up on his bingo cards. We were caref
Every emotion that battled for the frontline a second ago all trickled into one. My heart thumped in my chest as I watched Pierce speak with the doctor while she played with the edge of his suit. I began to feel lightheaded and took a step backwards. The simple movement seemed to draw Pierce attention because he turned and looked straight at me. I searched his eyes for…guilt? Pleasure? Any emotion that would let me know where we stood. The woman turned to him, then me, and soon, she was tugging Pierce towards me. I stood frozen, like a deer in headlights as the pair approached me, the doctor, forgotten. This was a good thing. Pierce would introduce us and later in life, we could laugh about how much I was panicking now. As they stopped directly opposite me, I peeled my eyes from Pierce and smiled at her. The first thing I noticed was how similar we both looked. It wasn't like we looked like twins, but the similarity was obvious enough to make me uncomfortable.I knew from t
My fingers hovered over my screen after I typed his name out. Saying goodbye to Pierce was not an easy feat to accomplish, yet this was the only way to go.Or am I supposed to ask him for an explanation? Begging him to not leave me? Just to further humiliate myself?I couldn't fool myself anymore. I wished I could wave a hand and make everything right for the three of us. I placed my hand on my flat stomach and sighed. I hated myself for all the times I let myself dream of a perfect life with Pierce. The life we could have with the child I was carrying if only he gave us a chance. Maybe it was best if we didn’t end things. I could wait for him to show up, we would talk it out and come to an agreement. I could not erase Pierce from my life completely. Even if I tried, and with the baby, and my finances…why did things have to get so complicated? I had to be brave. If not for me, then for the child I carried. They deserved to have a life filled with love and staying with Pierce wou
“Look this way Myra.” “Miss Myra can you smile this way!” “I love your dress, was it made by a popular designer?” “Please, one more photo Myra!” the photographers shouted as we walked the red carpet. Camera lights flashed repeatedly but I was used to it by now. My nerves were more active than usual that night. Seeing as it was my first outing after texting Pierce. I hated to admit it but not hearing from him was making me very nervous. Especially since there were rumors circulating that he would attend this event. My sister tugged at my arm and I looked beside me. “Is it always like this?” Lily asked, awe written on her face. I was glad I had decided to make her my plus one for the party that night. “Not always, but this is a double event. We’re celebrating the birthday of the CEO of the label and the success of our new TV series.” I explained to her, pushing thoughts of Pierce to the back of my mind. I did not want to be there, but Lily’s presence made me feel m better
“What on earth are you doing, Pierce?” I whispered as I tried to tug my arm from his tight grasp. I smiled at Lancaster’s wife who watched us curiously. Fear filled my body as he pulled me along with unwavering resolve, Ignoring Lancaster’s wife as she tried to exchange pleasantries. I did not want to be alone with him, I could not. What if he quizzes me about my hospital visit and I cave? What if he asks me to get rid of the baby? “Pierce stop.” I pleaded, full panic setting in. He was always keen on keeping our public appearance to near zero. Acting like this would certainly stoke the rumors and he would hate that, maybe hate me too. I was sure I heard a camera click as we walked past a table. Oh god. I turned back for a second to find my sister grinning mischievously at our retreating figures. Tami’s glaring face was the last thing I saw before we rounded a corner. The wide hallway was empty. “Pierce, please, you’re hurting my arm!” My voice betrayed my panic. I needed to reas
It didn’t come as a shock that when I woke up he was gone. I wondered if he was still in the house, or had left for work. I went from hating when he was home to hating when he wasn’t, and I wasn’t sure when that change had happened. I stood up with the intention to look for him but changed my mind and decided to shower and brush instead. When I was through, I curled up in bed cradling my new book with a weird sense of excitement. I was so engrossed in it that I didn’t notice when Pierce entered the room, till he snatched it from my hands.“Hey!” I squealed. “The mama natural... cool.”He was wearing gym shorts and a tank top, and his body glistened with sweat. Pierce had a wonderful physique but his body appeared a little more toned of recent. He gave me back my book and I stopped ogling him.“Is there a dad version of that?” He asked casually, as he moved towards the bathroom. “I donno. Angie gave it to me.” I bragged, “and then she hugged me.” His brows furrowed, “I’m not big
I took my first step forward and felt an arm pull me in the opposite direction. “Hey little lady.” Pierce called. “Let’s not go that way.”“But my mum, she’s calling me.” Why was everywhere so freaking dark??“Open you eyes, love.” Open my- ohI did as I was told. To find Pierce looking at me, white as a ghost. My shoulder’s sagged, “I was sleepwalking again.” I could faintly remember my mum calling me. But she was in a hospital far away, and probably alone. “I have a favor to ask.” I started when Pierce led me back to the room.“Tell me.”“My mum, she’s alone there and I don’t want her to get hurt.”“I know Myra. I assigned security details to her room. She is safe.” I sighed in relief and climbed back into bed. “You in the other hand are a tough nut. I might have to tie a bell around your leg. You were very quiet today.”“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake anyone up?” That’s what was going through my head. “Maybe a house arrest collar would be more dignified-what are you doing?”“
Never was there a doubt in my head that I was anything but a stand in, of course towards the end of our relationship- end meaning when Tami returned-I began to think that he liked me for me.“Jealousy looks good on you.” He answered with a shrug. I furrowed my brows. He had said those exact words that night. But I didn’t pay attention to it because it rivaled everything I knew about him. Pierce didn’t do jealousy, or possessiveness. Not when he was on the receiving end of it.“You like it when I was jealous?”“That’s your fourth question, I think I’ve been charitable.” All I was left with was more questions. If he didn’t date me for Tami, it meant he dated me for me. Which was fucking annoying because I spent the majority of our time together trying to fit whatever mold she’d left in his heart. And it raised more questions on why he still insisted on keeping me around even though he was certain he was getting married to Tami! I took a deep breath, let it out, and when that wasn’t e
“Lily.” I called, going in to comfort her, but then she noticed my bloodied shirt. “What happened to you?”“Someone stabbed me when I went to the studio.”Her eyes widened, “dad?”“No, it was a woman.” She stepped out of the room and clasped me in a hug. “I’m glad you’re okay.”“Me too, I don’t want you going out.”“Alright.” She agreed immediately.“I’m sorry dad showed up.”“It was gonna happen sooner or later. I’m sorry about your interview.”“No harm done. Sweetie.”“I’m also sorry I didn’t do more after your nightmare. I didn’t know what to do-“I held her face with my good hand. “It’s not your job to know.” She nodded. “Do you wanna hang out with me? Pierce is ordering pizza.”“No, I think I’m gonna take a nap.”I understood she still needed time alone to process. “I’m over there. If you need me.”Pierce was back in the room when I returned, he was arranging two boxes of sweet smelling pizza and a sealed cup with mango smoothie. My heart softened at the gesture. I didn’t thi
The sound of sirens started and panic really spread among the crowd. The group scattered in different directions pushing me from side to side. While I followed with my injured arm pinned to my side and the other clutching my wound to stop the bleeding. In the chaos I saw Derek ripping people out of the way to get to me.“Shit!” He cursed when he saw all the blood. “It’s not a big wound, I just bleed a lot.” I assured him as men in uniform jogged to the area, and tackled some of the reporters. There were grunts and the sound of bodies hitting the ground around me, not to mention the moans of people who got trampled on, while trying to make their escape.I grabbed Derek with my bloodied hand to draw his attention to me. “I want to go home.” He eyed my arm again. “Please.” He nodded reluctantly and led me to the car, which was parked at the back of the building for some reason. The drive home was the most tense and quickest ride of my life, and I did not mind it one bit.“We’ll have
When I woke up the next morning to the sound of Pierce showering, I went straight down to turn on the television. My heart dropping with every channel that had my face or name written in it. Angie brought breakfast to me while I was still glued to the Tv.“What a pain that is.” Ruth said as she came to give me meds. “I never was a fan of TV, at the end of the day it’s all about the ratings isn’t it?” I didn’t give a response. “Are you still having bad morning sickness?”I shook my head.“Okay. I’ll leave you to it then.”My phone rang and I grabbed it, my eyes still glued to the television. “This is Rhonda, Myra. We need you to come in for a meeting this morning.”I chewed on my thumb and forefinger nervously. We’re they planning on recasting me because of the interview? “What time would be good?”She hesitated, “now.”I nodded, then realised it was a voice call. “Yeah, I’m on my way.”As soon as the line went dead I raced back upstairs. Pierce was slipping on a t-shirt when I got
My eyes filled with tears. “He’s the one I’ve been seeing in my nightmares okay?! The man who has me so scared that I get out of bed while sleeping just to get away from him.” His confused face morphed into concern then anger. “What did he do to you. Tell me, I’ll make him regret the day that he touched you.”“Like you did to Adams? News flash, that text you saw that night? it was from my dad, not Adams. And I don’t know what you did, but Adams is getting deported now.”His eyes changed, “It was going to happen sooner or later.”I scoffed and wiped tears from my eyes furiously. “You’re just like him.”“What?”“I said you’re a just like him! You both ruin peoples lives. Except you do it with money and he did it with his fists. Why did you do that to Adams? To protect your possession? Guess what? That’s what he thought of me, that’s what he thought of my sister. Property. Do you know how many times he tried to sell me off to his friends, I was just a thing! he could use.”“That’s not
He grinned at me as the audience below clapped. “Everyone, this is Myra Thompson’s father. We know how secretive our girl is, so what better person to give in ept to her life than her father.” Destan said jovially while my throat closed up. I glanced at the audience frantically in search of Lily or Hannah as I took a quick step back.Then back at my father. He looked unrecognizable, a far cry from the intimidating figure that loomed over my childhood. The man who had long haunted my dreams had changed; his gaunt frame had filled out, and his face was now smooth-shaven. But it was his smile that unsettled me the most - once a rare and menacing sight, now seemed cunning and deliberate, a calculated gesture that unsettled me more than his anger could.“Come on darling, won’t you give your father a hug.” His voice sounded smoother better than when he was drowning in liquor. He crushed me into a hug and whispered in my ear, “It’s a shame I have to go to such length to see you, doll.” An
The D-day had finally arrived and I felt so nervous I could puke my guts out. Lily was somewhere backstage waiting for Hannah. I lost her when a crew of people had carted me off to make sure I was miked up and ready.I paced backstage wringing my hands together. “Candy?” A stage hand offerred, extending a bowl to me. “For your breath.” I grabbed one.“I think I’m just gonna find my sister, is she still backstage, or has she joined the others?”The others being, Jace, Bianca and Jeremy. Jace had gotten all of them tickets, how he did it? I didn’t have time to ask. “I think she’s still here. I could go on find her for you if you’d like.” I shook my head frantically. “I need to move around a bit, anyway, thank you.”“Alright. Just take deep breaths alright?”Why did this show have to be live? And where the hell was Hannah. I walked around, getting stopped very few times by Destan’s backstage crew. A particular burly man who I heard being called Jelly or JB, lingered around me, I knew