Once Quinn's honey-glazed lamb chops are placed on the table. I regret my choice of meal."The weather is nice..." Quinn catches me off guard.I tear my gaze away from the tantalizing meal and find his stare trained on me. My cheeks heat up in embarrassment. I don't respond immediately. So Quinn perceives it otherwise. "I suck in this, small talk isn't my strongest skill." He waves his phone. "I had to google icebreakers." Miriam returns with my fries, she places them in front of me. Her eyes glinting with mischief and never leaving mine."Where is the Ketchup?" Quinn asks. "She doesn't take her fries without ketchup." He demands.Am shocked he noticed.I expect Miriam to be offended by his tone. But instead, she smiles at me knowingly. "Ya' got him where ya' need him to be." She whispers to me and turns to Quinn. "I will bring it shortly." She marches away."Why did you bring me here?" I ask."You wanted to know me, so tonight I will take you to the two places I love the most." He
"An Airport?" my squeaky voice comes out as a disappointment.Quinn casts me a quick look and picks up a six-pack of beer before getting out of the car. I follow his action, pick my frozen yoghurt, which he bought begrudgingly and get out. I look around the deserted area with dirt and the fence that separates the airport and us. Can't deny we have a great view of the runway. But I can't picture Quinn enjoying plane spotting.He sits on the hood of the car and I do the same. "What is so great about this?" I ask. "I just love seeing a big powerful machine float in the air. " He sighs. I give an inward groan, "Men and Machines." "That should be on a T-shirt, M&M.," He says.I give him a toothy grin.He opens a beer. He hands it to me and picks up another one. I watch him take a gulp. I swing mine and take a sip too. "What is your dream destination?" He all over sudden asks. Some noise hinders my immediate response. I turn to its origin. It is a 747 taking off. I watch how it i
It's drizzling as Quinn stops outside my apartment building. I watch a drop stream down the windshield.I prepare myself to welcome him inside but he is quick to speak, "You should get going." His eyes are set on three guys that are walking towards his car. The trip from his penthouse he spends most of it on his phone. I remember he ended the call assuring the caller he will be there. Now seeing the muscular and tattooed guys striding towards us I connect the dots and conclude, Quinn was talking to one of them. He moves and reaches for the shotgun door and opens it ushering me outside. I step out and the rain mercilessly pounds on me. "Just go, please," Quinn begs as his eyes hold a queer emotion. The fact he said please is enough to for me to know there's more to this. I take some steps forward before turning to give Quinn a last glance. The three guys are already boarding his Lamborghini, but not before the one at the shotgun shoots me a long glare. He has dreadlocks and an eyeb
I allow her in, putting my arms around her for support. "What happened?" I ask and guide her to sit down. "I caught him cheating on me with Marya, on my bed in my Condo." She sniffs. "That snake!" I spit. Ryan leans on the wall like a statue as everything unfolds before him. "I will get you some water." I offer. "Let me do it." Ryan offers to assist. I point to him where the kitchen is. I settle beside Roxana and pull her closer. "My own best friend betrayed me." She says absentmindedly. My eyes travel to where she's clutching her arm. I push her fingers away. She is hurt, there's dry blood on it. I then realized her face also has handprints. "Oh my God! He physically assaulted you." I say anger building inside me. She weeps more and I push a box of tissue towards her. "We got into an ugly argument after and he beat me up like I wasn't a person. I still can feel his blows on my body." She lifts her legs to her chest. I have never seen Roxana this broken. "He told me
At least twenty pair of eyes are on me. I run my tongue over my dry lips and clear my throat. That is enough for me to get out a spluttered, "Truth."Courtney snorts beside me, "Coward." She mutters.I hate her.Her eyes twinkle with a mix of vengeance and hate once they find mine. She sticks her tongue out, "Are you a slut?"Gasps erupt from some of the people. There gazes on me with intent interest. It takes my brain a moment to register her question. She looks least bothered by her insulting question. Her lips are drawn into a content smug. I frown at her, feeling my eyes fill up in tears. I hate getting drunk, it makes me an emotional wuss.I miss Quinn and his annoying habit of acting as my spokesman. If he was here, he would answer on my behalf."Courtney..." Jermaine calls out her name as a warning.She remains unmoved until she finally gives me a victorious smile. Having had enough of her insult, I spring to my feet set to get away from this mean crowd. I take a few strides un
Oliver leaves before Roxanna wakes up. I am pretty glad cause I know Roxanna will have questions like, 'I thought your brother was in Europe?'Other than the awful hangover, she looks better compared to yesterday. Talking about Chad only harms her. She hides her fear but it very visible. "Don't judge, we both know am good at other stuff." She says and places a plate of pancakes on the table "Other than cooking... " I concur. "And cleaning." She adds. "Pretty much everything that would discredit you as a woman if you lived in the '50s," I say. "Thank God for civilisation." She sits beside me. "What are we watching?" She asks. We both say in unison, "Anything that is Chuck Lorre."I take a bite of the pancake, my gag reflex goes on to activate the mode and I spit it back."I will just have a toast," I suggest. "When will Ryan be here?" Roxanna enquires. I stand and pick the plate with pancakes. "In the next two hours."He told us that he will pick us up today for a weekend getaw
What? He never waits to see my reaction. The moment the car halts, he's out. Roxanna does the same. I stay seated and rooted. Shocked and sad. "I remember where I met you." Lee's hisses at me. I look around and realise we are the only ones in the car. Ryan is removing the bags from the boot. "I said I remember where I saw you," Lee repeats when I don't acknowledge him. My mind is still preoccupied with Quinn's announcement to care what he has to say. "The Chix xxx club." He says with a smug and that is when he captures my attention. All of it. He smirks when he sees the raw surprise on my face. Like someone who has conquered several kingdoms, he alights victorious. How did he find out? Am always extra careful not leave any loopholes.My hands fly to my chest when Ryan knocks on the car's window and asks if am okay. Am still mad at him for bringing us here. I get out and follow him."Quinn... " His little brother Mets us at the porch. He launches at him and Quinn holds the little
I am glad when the short trip to the small town centre comes to an end. Courtney kept on talking about Quinn and the engagement. I don't know if she was just rubbing it on my face or she was just simply happy.It is an old town with dusty paths. I dig my hand deeper into my jacket and shut my eyes for a moment when the wind blows my hair. I open them and look around and realise the natives are staring at us with questionable looks. "Pfft! Haven't these people seen a Porsche before or a pretty girl?" Courtney flips her rainbow coloured hair. The small town defines what the gap between the rich and the poor is. On our way, I saw acres of lands which the rich owned and then there's the other side of the coin that looked more like the projects. Houses crammed to one another."Let's keep up with time before night falls," Lee warns and casts me a sideways glance. I have been meaning to ask him to keep his finding a secret. Courtney leads the way she seems to know her way. I wonder how ma
Elope with me.Those words hang around me. How can he ask me such a thing in the middle of my crisis? The ride back to his penthouse didn’t do any good. I couldn’t stop thinking about his proposal, in fact it rendered my other problems as nothing.I have never been a wedding girl, never attended one, never pictured myself as a bride. So his question was beyond me. We stayed the night at the pent house as usual he left us there to go be with his wife, the irony! The next day, Kelly orders an uber for us and I am glad to be back at my apartment. She leaves for work and I am left all alone. I sleep most of the morning and when I wake up I draft my resignation letter. I honestly don’t know what to do next but I want to hurt Andre and his mother as badly they have deceived me. I decide to read my mother’s diary. Most the entries are when she was a teenager. She seemed so in love with Wayne and Ryan’s mother didn’t lie. It is because of him that their Friendship ended the only Question I hav
Graduation day finally arrives.The day welcomes me with two open hands, it is a good day, a promising one. The ceremony is commencing. The sitting arrangement is based on honours classification and alphabetically based on the student's surname. I am on the front row because I am graduating with a first-class, and so is Quinn. He is a seat away from me.I can't bring myself to concentrate on what is being said ahead of me. I have my tablet pretending to be taking photos but I am chatting with Jack. I invited him for my graduation despite the terrible date we had the other day. He sends a GIF, it is so damn funny. I put my hand over my mouth to stop myself from laughing. Someone lets out an annoying cough, I turn to find Quinn giving me a wicked stare. I roll my eyes and concentrate back on my chat with Jack. I will not let him ruin my day like how his words ruined my date.What did he even mean with his words? Does he know something I don't? Shit, I am doing it again, letting Quinn wi
Cara's Pov"Psst...psst...psst." For a second I think I am imagining the annoying hissing sound until I feel a wet towel fall on my shoulder.I awkwardly smile at the family seated on the table I am currently cleaning. I put the dirty dishes on a tray. I turn with a grim face to find Kelly smiling at me. She signals at me to look at the entrance. I do.My favourite pair of couple walk in. Some of the customers turn to look at the newest couple in town. Instagram has turned them into couple goals. Their matching outfits, their live sessions on social media doing things together, working out together, they have even become marriage counsellors.I quickly carry my tray and hurry back to the kitchen."Should I go to their table and accidentally trip carrying hot, super hot pepper soup?" Kelly walks in after me."No, that is what they want. Drama." I throw the wet towel back to Kelly. It leaves a damp spot on my shoulder.I walk back to the door and peep to see where Quinn, Courtney, Roxan
Quinn's povI can't believe it is over a month since the wedding. Life has been crazy, what would have been or perceived as a honeymoon by the public was just a business vacation.Courtney spends her days shopping and the evenings posting what she shopped for. I spend my days in meetings one after another and my nights going through the reports from the meetings.Only occasionally I would steal a peek in the social media. I would click to a specific profile. She was dormant in social media but I was hoping she had posted something. Ryan had stated his intention so I stalked her to see if she agreed. Later I would log out and feel like the biggest scum on earth to be stalking another woman even when my wife was in the room. I would secretly send flowers to Courtney to ease my guilt.Our nights in bed we spend talking of old days and how our days were. Sometimes we fell asleep with our clothes on. I never initiated any intentions of sexual activity. Somehow I found myself relaxed and co
It has been almost two months, I find myself back at the University. We are to pick our gowns for the upcoming graduation in two days.My mind is focused on the building ahead of me. Kelly offered to escort me though she has decided to stay in the car. Over the time we have worked together we have grown closer. I feel I can trust her and with time she has proved that."Excuse me..." I barely hear the person trying to capture my attention."Excuse me..." The intruder taps my shoulder, I relentless remove my earphones.I turn to find a man staring back at me. His mouth is hanging slightly open and I am left to wonder what was his motive by disrupting me if he is just going to stare at me.He shakes his head from his thoughts. "Sorry, I don't mean to waste your time but it is my first time. Could you help me, I am lost. Which way is the psychology department?"My moment of anger dissipates when I realise he is not wasting my time. "I am heading that direction," I state."Just my luck." H
This is a filler chapter.Cara POVI wipe my forehead with the back of my hand. Today the hotel is filled to capacity. Everyone's eyes are fixed on the television, phone, laptop or anything that is streaming the Nickel's wedding of the century.I glance at the wall clock, my shift should be ending in a few. I just want to be out of here."You are going to miss the best part." Kelly, a coworker, says. I have known her for several days I have been working here."And Tony will fire your ass once he finds you watching that nonsense instead of working," I warn her as I load dishes into the dishwasher."So you aren't over the guy, look at you." She moves closer."I would have had to be into him to get over him." I staunchly declare.She rolls her eyes, "Sure honey, and my boobs are real." My eyes move to her chest where her plastic boobs are pushed up close to her chin. "Like what you see?" She shakes them in front of my face. I suppress a smile. I like Kelly, she is real and never sugarcoa
Quinn's povFive years ago"Another one please," I push my glass towards the mixologist that is trying to impress drunkards with his skills."Quiny..." I turn to find my sister, Meg together with my cousin, Leo. I groan. Ryan had convinced me that i wouldn't run into someone i know at this club."I had to find out from the papers that my brother was back. Where have you been hiding for those months?" She takes the stool beside me as Leo is left standing.We had a normal relationship, we barely hugged, kept in touch. I cared for her, just sucked at showing it. On the other hand, Meg, having spent most of her time away from home as punishment for her rebellious behavior. That did her more good than harm, she was never shy at expressing herself, she lived her life to the fullest and the influence of our toxic parents never affected her."I haven't been hiding. I have just been busy.""Heard Dad threatened to cut you off if you didn't come back and study business to take over the empire."
"Where do you see yourself in the next five years?" The Human resource guy implores.This isn't going how I expected. I thought it would be the C.E.O, my uncle, that will be interviewing me.I square my shoulders and confidently talk about how I predict my career will grow in the next five years and my contribution to the organization.The HR listens to me with indifference. I can hardly tell how this is going.After I have answered his questions he speaks."How soon can you start?" He asks."Tomorrow, " I answer."Okay. You are supposed to be here by five thirty the hotel opens at seven and everything ought to be ready. You will start out as a cleaner then from your performance we shall see how it goes."My head is turning, what is he talking about?"uh...i had applied for an assistant accountant trainee position." I remind him. What did he smoke?"Yes. You did. Did you not read the entire job description?" His tone is disapproving.No, I did not. But that is not a thing you tell you
The Dday finally arrives. We find ourselves; Oliver and I outside the deans office. We are early no one is yet to arrive. Not even the dean."What if he lied to Andre? Oliver is standing at the notice board. My attention is drawn when I see an announcement for those that meet the requirements can start on the graduation application. I am drawn back when Oliver speaks again."On the card you received it did indicate he was out to get back at us." Oliver says worried. I know how much being in this university means to him."Whatever happens we deal with it." I encourage him."Then you better be ready." A voice says. I look up to find Quinn's hard stare on us. He is alone.I stay tight-lipped. If I speak I will vex him and that will be bad for Oliver. Any day It would be my pleasure to argue with him. However Oliver has other plans..."If you think you can terrorize us like your father did to mine. You are wrong!" Oliver hisses at him."No one that is terrorizing you. And neither did my fa