“Talk to me Lily, what’s wrong?” I asked, my heart speeding up. Was she getting tremors again? Or did she get violent like she did sometimes . Lily sounded too calm for the latter. “Mum’s fine.” She assured me and I let out a big breath, dropping into the chaise by the window. “I’m sorry, I did not realize my phrasing would send you into a panic. Mum’s okay...for now at least.” I listened to her shuffling feet and then she whispered. ”She's taking a nap.” “What’s the problem then?” “I got a call from the facility, Dad’s release date has been confirmed. They wanted us to know incase we wanted to pick him up.” My blood ran cold. “Why did you say this news could be good or bad?” “Well it's bad because…Dad. But the good thing is, we know how long we have till we move or have to play happy family with him again.” That was true. He didn’t know we were responsible for putting him in jail which meant he would expect us to be waiting with open arms. I didn’t think the man would
The harsh tone of his words stung me the second they left his lips but Pierce didn’t seem to notice. He poured a large helping of his wine and gulped it down. I watched the liquid move down his throat, transfixed by the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed. “I don’t feel hungry anymore.” I dropped my fork on the table and slid out of the chair. Pierce grabbed me and trapped me between him and the table, with my back to him. He pressed his nose to my hair as his hand began a lazy sensual path on my arms, tingles erupting over the path he traced “What do you want Myra, I can tell there’s something bothering you, you don’t have to go to all these lengths, just tell me want you want and you’ll have it.” I moved away from him till my thighs pressed on the table, hoping the break in contact would break his hold on my body. my anger was fueled by anger at my own reaction to him. “I’m sorry, I’m I still throwing a tantrum? What would an obedient mistress do.” Then I had a thought
Hannah’s face turned to me with alarm in her eyes. It dawned on me that we were doing the movie thing of staring and not reacting. I got off my chair and opened the door quickly to find who our spy was. It was no one. Not a soul hung around the extensive corridor. Hannah bit her lip with guilt on her face. “Well? Who is it?” I shrugged. “No one was out there. McKenzie didn’t shut the door properly. I guess draft pushed it in a bit.” She let out a breath, “that’s a relief.” she moved to the seat McKenzie occupied and plopped down, fanning herself. “I’m too old for these kind of surprises.” I rolled my eyes. Hannah and her need to act like she was pushing sixty. “As I was saying. You need to eat. I look like a hippo next to you right now.” “Don’t be dramatic. I’ve just been stressed. I told you already. What ever news you have is going to determine my diet for the following week, so out with it already.” “Way to put pressure on a girl.” She huffed, “I found two possible j
“No no no! Don’t touch me! leave me alone Noah!” She was swinging the hook in her hand around and I worried that she might get hurt. “Sam!” I yelled just as the room light came on. A needle glimmered in the light as she rushed towards us. “Help me hold her down.” She commanded and expertly caught mum’s waving hand. Lily ran into the room. “Shit!” She cursed and jumped on the bed to help. Mum screamed and struggled, her legs bucking under me. If she got free and kicked me in the stomach, it would be over. Samantha gave up trying to collect the pin and grabbed the needle from the table, she cursed as mum refused to keep her head still. Please calm down, I pleaded as my tears blurred my vision. Please… I don’t know how she managed it. But the needle was in mum’s neck and her violent struggles turned into little jerks until there was nothing but heavy breathing filling the room.She retrieved the knitting pin from mum’s grasped and tucked it into her pocket. “You’re bleeding
“Can I see that?” He handed the phone to me without a second thought. As the waitress took down Adams' new order I skimmed through the mail. Fantasy movie…’esteemed’ crew. They really wanted to keep it as secret as possible. A script was attached to he email and a date for his audition. Zombies didn’t count as fantasy right? “What’s the audition about?” Adams asked as I handed Jace his phone. “There’s not a lot to go by.” I described the contents of the email. “If they’re being this secretive it either a really big deal…” “…Or the work of a child-loving foot fetish psycho.” Jace finished snagging a fry. I was going to say crazy but I guess that works too. What if they only wanted one person from our show? Since Jace got the email, that would be it for me. Adams flashed me a smile and gave my hand a supportive squeeze. I smiled back. “I can tell you what the movie’s about. At the cost of your fries.” Jace offerred. I pushed it towards him. “Werewolf movie.” “How do you know?”
Throughout the time of our relationship, I followed Pierce’s lead. Zero touch was given, I only reciprocated unless I was told otherwise. But tonight I reached for him, I didn’t wait for him to gingerly get up and look around me the way that made shivers climb up my spine. Or wait to hear his commanding voice giving me his next orders. While that felt good, it was supposed to be Tami’s way. I wasn’t playing the role of Tami anymore. I straddled Pierce and kissed him, pushing my frustrations into it. I thought about the cut I inflicted at his office and nipped him on the lip, then sucked on it with more ferocity. His fingers tightened on me and he moved his head back to escape the onslaught of my lips. Being on him gave me the upper hand in this situation. His fingers tightened, digging into the soft flesh of my thighs. “Fuck Myra.” He cursed after leaning his head away from me. At an impressive speed he planted his palm on my back for support and flipped us, so I was now in the c
“…It’s one of the best things Abby.” I smiled ruefully at Mckenzie. Adams put his arm around my shoulder and I shot him a look till he retrieved his hand and acted like he was scratching his ear. “It doesn’t matter where we are, as long as we keep dreaming.” Rico, another lead said, Pushing himself off the table he was leaning on. “We should keep the gossip down a bit though.” Sarah grinned. Then we all spoke loudly to each other in the background as the music grew louder. “Annnnnd cut! That’s it folks. Last episode of Gossip and dreams!” Lancaster yelled. We clapped and shared bittersweet hugs, this show had been everything to me for the past few months, I could not picture myself not coming to this studio to be with this crew. “Now I know Miss Baker is going to have a big bash for us, but our little celebration is still on, alright?” Mckenzie yelled on stage, “and it’s at the same address, Ask Rico if you can’t fined it, he’ll be here for a while. Who needs a ride
Time seemed to slow in my mind as I plunged downwards. My safety was far from my mind, all I could think about was what could happen to my baby if I fell the wrong way. I swung my arms around as I tumbled, grasping the air till I caught hold of a railing. Then I gave myself a few seconds to process what had just happened. I sat on the bottom stair as I tried to assess the pain on my body and where they originated from. There was a bad scratch on my hand without the bandage that spanned from somewhere around my wrist to my elbow, my left side was throbbing with quickly mounting pain, I spotted another scratch on my leg that looked like it needed a bandaid, other than that, I was fine. I sighed in relief and hugged my tummy, ignoring my poor ribs. When I reached Lancaster’s office, I knocked low on the door. “Well don’t be shy now, come riiight in.” Lancaster drawled in a bad Texan accent.. At Least I thought it was him. When I pushed it open, I blinked in horror. He wasn
I watched, my body burning under his gaze as his eyes trailed over me. From my heels and higher-slowly, painfully higher, till they stopped at my face. He swallowed, and took another step back. No quite the reaction I was expecting. A lazy smile spread across my face and I took a step forward, to make up for the one he had taken. “Stop.” His voice came out as a strangled whisper, his breath was uneven, pupils blown wide, jaw tight like he was holding back a storm. He refused to look at me. I took another step, blocking him when he cursed and tried to move towards the door. “Hannah told me about your arrangement with her.” He lifted his eyes to me and looked back at the floor just a quickly, not before I caught the awareness in his expression. I took another step again, a dizzy spell taking over. I shut my eyes and took a breath. I didn’t want to talk right now, I wanted him to be doing things to my body that I would forget by morning. “I-It was the only way I could give you
”Maybe it is my fault, I should’ve left the past in the past. Create more time for us? Stopped taking so long to have sex with it.” I rambled on my words tripping over each other to get past my lips. Two hours in a bar with Hannah, and my intoxication levels were up. “Myra! Are you listening to yourself?“ I nursed my fifth drink, while Hannah scolded me. “Damien disappears into his hobbies all the time and he never has to worry about me cheating on him. Carter’s reaction here says more about him. Plus, You did say he said mistresses were normal in his world.”“His words not mine.” And the ease at which he said it. I could already picture it. Married for ten years and knowing my husband had seven mistresses on the side… normal in his world my foot. “That son of a bitch, I can’t believe he had us fooled. But there you go. He would’ve done it anyway.”I sighed, and downed the rest of my drink while Hannah sipped hers like a civilized human being. “Wanna see my outfit?” I asked drunke
I hugged my coat to my body and prayed no strong gust of wind would whip the fabric up and expose my body to the innocent passersby outside of Carter’s apartment building. He was still ignoring my texts and since my visit with Emma a week ago, I had abandoned all efforts to contact him, and focused all my energy on building a case against Ava Baker. I may not be able to get back at Tami directly for Yvette but it would still hurt her if her mum was going to prison, and who knows, there was still time for Tami to slip up in the future. I stood out there and let my gaze float up to the highest part of the building, where he stayed, and swallowed nervously. If our conversation went well, the. Me and him would be making love for the first time. My way to show him that I was committed to him. A big step for both of us. And yet, my mind rebelled, still not ready for the change. It felt like…cheating to have sex with him. I gritted my teeth and stepped into the building, said a quick hel
I adjusted the strap of my handbag and knocked on the door to Emma’s home. It was a suburban place in a corner of the city, I turned my head to the sound of a group of young boys walking their dog as each one tried to speak louder than the last person. The door creaked open, pulling my attention back. A woman in her fifties, just a little taller than me, stood in the doorway with Viking braids, wearing oversized sweats and a cardigan. She smiled at me, a little unsure. “Myra?” “Hi, yes it’s me. Nice to put a face to the voice.” “It is.” Her eyes roamed over my body. ”I see the resemblance.” She stated, getting even more of my attention. “Come right in ..” She stepped aside, giving me space to enter and I hesitated. Up until this point the only feeling in my mind had been excitement, now came the wariness. Maybe it wasn’t such a hot idea to visit a woman I had never met before. “Look, I am as scared of you as you are of me. But then I saw the resemblance and I’m hoping you’re re
I waited till she was in front of me, counting headstones as we wove through them to the one with her mother’s name engraved on it. I remembered what Angie said she had asked and smiled to myself, before I went closer, dropped flowers on the headstone, and stepped back to join Pierce. catching the first bits of her conversation where she mentioned Nicole’s picture on the memorial in my room. “You’re a good mom.” My head snapped to him but his eyes remained trained on Heidi. “I can tell you are because of how she glows.” My eyes fell on Heidi again who was sitting crossed leg on the grass making a bird motion with her hands as she spoke animatedly. “Yeah, I guess I am. Speaking of mothers, did you visit yours?” “I did.” “Did you pass on my message?” From the corner of my eye I saw a grin spread on his face. “I said you sent your regards. She understood.” “Good.” Heidi got up from the ground and wiped her behind.”ice cream?” “Yeah ice cream.” I tugged on one of her bubble
“Come on Heidi, the flats are better! Just-“ I let out an exasperated sigh. “Do you want me to help you with your shoes?”“No.” Came her defiant reply. Everytime we had this visit we would deal with some kind of delay. Her shoes not being right, her braids not done properly, she suddenly didn’t like the outfit we had chosen together. Every visit. If not for her anticipation before the D-day, I would not believe she even wanted to visit her mum’s grave. “Give her a break, she’s doing her best to cope.” Angie said sympathetically beside me. “I know.” “Yesterday she asked me if she had to tell her mum that she called you mum.” A sad smile crept on my face, “what did you tell her?”“That her mum would be happy if she was happy.”That much was true. Finally Heidi stepped out of the room, the two bubble braids in her hair still secure, but a new dress and shoes on. I would take whatever win I could get. “You ready?” I asked. Heidi nodded “okay, we visit my mum’s grave first-“My phon
I grabbed the file like a junkie looking for a fix and opened it hurriedly. There it was, written on the faded piece of paper with frayed edges: Camilla Diogenes This was real. My eyes ran over the contents. There were two piece of paper attached to the main report.One that stated how Camilla had died; using a scapel to slice her own neck, and one that carried information of her baby. The child that was supposed to be me. I raised it and read the main document, her name, other information. Just another patient to the people in St John but to me, she was the woman who gave me life. The woman who planned for my birth to be the moment she turned her life around. Finally I moved to the corner I had been searching for. Four names were listed. Megan WalkerRachel TurnerAbigail HayesAnd mum I had three people who could help me. “This is it.” I told Pierce, my words trembling with a mix of fear and hope. “How do you get their numbers, is there a registery somwhere-“ “Yeah, I fo
I eyed the pile of boxes again. My alarm had already gone off and we should be getting back, but this was the first time I had any semblance at a direction. If I went home now I would be absolutely restless. Plus it would be harder for me if I waited that long with hope and it turned out to be futile. “Alright, let’s do this.” I said finally, and grabbed a box. Pierce joined me on the floor and we searched in silence. “Thank you for being here. Even if this turns out be a a wild goose chase, I’m glad you’re here helping me. It’s very nice.” “I didn’t do it to be nice, I did it because I care, this one just shows up being nice.” He answered. “Compared to you forcing me into a room with my raging mother.” I countered. Till this day, I wonder how different things would’ve been if it went wrong.“But it didn’t, and she was fine for a while.” “Yeah.” “How did you cope?” He asked, “after your mum died, couldn’t have been easy.”I read through the paper in my hand, before I shut it
“You-you want to tag along?” I asked, sure I had heard wrong in my Pierce fueled thoughts. He nodded impishly. “The house will feel empty when the both of you leave. All I’m gonna do is lay here and sleep till my body needs something else.” I don’t know what part I found the most fascinating. One-and a very big deal, he wanted to leave the house. For the first time in three months he wanted to leave the house. Two, he wanted to leave it with me, which, yes, was the whole point of me coming here, but for him to want to come WITH me while I visited the hospital… “It’s not gonna be a lot of fun. The room’s mostly dark and filled with boxes and boxes of files.” I warned. “That’s why Heidi has all that stuff to entertain her.” “I’m not coming there for fun, I’m coming to help you. Although I suppose if I got bored, Heidi can lend me a paper and an electric blue coloring pencil.” “Or you can show me how to draw people better.” Heidi added. I swallowed. “You really want to help.” “O