Roxy's POVThe room is dark.But my eyes are wide open.Earlier when we came back into the cabin, Kye gave me some water and painkillers and I feel so much better right now. He asked me if I was okay with us sleeping on the same bed and I said I wasn't, so he took a sleeping bag and now he's sleeping on the floor. He said that he's slept in worse places during his military training so he'd be okay by the time the sun rises.Here I am, feeling guilty for telling him I wasn't comfortable with us sleeping on the same bed. It's actually raining and it's getting colder. I don't remember it being a rainy season though. Climate change is weird these days. I can hear Kye breathing calmly and I can't help but wonder how he's so comfortable in that sleeping bag. I switch on the lights and check my phone, it's past 1AM. When I put the phone back on the night stand, Kye wakes up. Shit! "Sorry, did I wake you up?" I ask, pursing my lips. My eyes scanning through the dark room for nothing in par
"Vic," she calls out my name. "Wren," I say, waiting for her to speak again but she doesn't.Instead she pulls me closer to her and hugs me tightly. When we both pull away she cups my face and her green eyes meet my honey-brown eyes. I can feel the temperature rising.She then closes her eyes and kisses my lips. I'm taken aback at first because I didn't see this coming.She's kissing me! She's fucking kissing me!Her lips are soft and tender and her fingers on my face feel like I'm being touched by an angel. My heart is beating so fast as she continues to kiss me and I kiss her back with passion.Moments later, I lift her by her waist.She has a sexy tiny waist, I love it, this feels like a dream! I place her above my thighs and she moves closer to my torso. I can feel her warmth down there and I am sure she can feel mine too because things down there have gone stiff as a board!Her slow deep kissing is turning me on. I want to do so many things to her right now but as Kyrah said, I
Roxy's POVWhen I leave Kyrah's room, I tiptoe across the hall and just when I'm about to open the door, Kye appears from downstairs. He'd gone to the kitchen to take back the glass I was using. "Roxy, why are you out of bed, and barefoot?" he questions as he gets closer. "Eerr... I was in Kyrah's room," I say. "It's cold and I don't want you getting sick," he says and sweeps me off my feet. My hands automatically go around his neck. With ease, he opens the door and walks in while carrying me. He pushes the door with one foot and walks straight to the bed and carefully places me on it and covers me. "You need to stay in bed till you feel better. How was your night by the way?" he asks. "It was okay. I finally got to sleep well and dreamt I was hanging out with Willy Wonka and Quasimodo," I chuckle. He bursts out laughing and sits on the bed and I place the pills Kyrah gave me on the nightstand. They're still in their tiny box, but Kye doesn't notice me placing them there, he's b
Kyrah's POVA couple of hours later, Vic and Wren come back. Roxy is now feeling better and she's more than excited to go to the river."Come on! Let's go, I want to throw myself into the water," Roxy says as she pulls my arm. "Is it too deep?" Wren asks. "Not really, but first, let's go round the back. I wanna show you something," Kye says and we all follow him.Outside, the birds are chirping merrily and the trees are swaying gently from side to side. The mud dried up and thank God it did, because I hate mud so much!We walk behind Kye and go round the cabin where I spot a kennel. Is there a dog here? "Axel! Come on boy!" Kye shouts and immediately a large German shepherd runs out of the dog house and nearly makes Kye fall down."Guys, this is Axel, he's a very good boy, very friendly but dangerous when messed around with. Axel, meet my friends," Kye says patting Axel who in turn barks at us. "I assume that's a 'hello'," I say and Axel moves to where I am. "Hey boy, I'm Kyrah, y
When I get tired of lying on my back I sit up and as I look around, everyone is swimming far away from me. I try calling them but none of them can hear me. So I pull my shorts on, since my swimsuit is already dry. I sigh. "Guess it's just you and me Axel, let's take a walk around the woods," I tell Axel and immediately he stands up. I pick my phone from where it's been lying on the grass and our little adventure begins. Axel is sticking his tongue out and keeps looking up at me and around the woods. When we walk for about fifteen minutes in the woods, he stops and faces a certain direction. "Hey, what's wrong?" I ask, knowing that he won't reply, but he walks straight ahead into a bush and I don't hesitate to follow him. Behind the bush I find a lizard, Axel barks and it runs off at a very high speed, then my phone startles me when it starts ringing. It's Blake. "Hey, babe. How are you doing?" I ask and his voice fills my ear. "I'm not that good?" he says and I frown. "Why? W
Scott's POVWe've been swimming for a while now and I can't help but flash back on how Kyrah was so close to me. I smile and go under the water, seconds later I'm at the surface doing some backstrokes.I sigh when the rays of the sun hit my bare chest. Just as I am relaxing and floating around, I hear a dog barking. Is that Axel?Immediately I pause and look around. The barking is getting closer and louder."Kyrah!" I gasp and start swimming as fast as I can, like a bullet in the air. She's far away from where I am.Where are the others?Where could they be? Has something happened? I stop swimming and call out to them. "Kye!... Roxy!... Wren? Where are you guys? Vic?" I can't hear anyone responding so I swim as fast as I can, how did I even swim to this part of the river?When I finally get to where they are, Wren looks terrified and Roxy is pacing from left to right, Kye and Vic are kneeling next to Axel at the side of the river. When I finally get out of the the water, my heartbea
When we go out into the woods with flashlights, the only sounds we hear are of crickets, owls and other animals. Something moves in one of the bushes and Wren squeaks, when I move my flashlight to the bush, a wild rabbit shoots out of a hole and runs very fast, Red doesn't even bother chasing it. "It's okay," I say. A few steps ahead, I step on something watery, when I use my flashlight to see what it is, I see blood. Lot's of blood! My heart sinks to my stomach. "Guys! There's blood!" I tell the others and they turn back. "Oh, God!" Roxy whispers. "This looks like where it all happened," Kye says and tries to look around the dark area with the help of his flashlight. "Look, this trail of blood leads back to the river. This must be Axel's blood, because he came back to the river," I say. "Roxy, do you still have Kyrah's jacket?" "Yeah." She unwraps it from her waist and lets Red smell it again and then he begins his work, sniffing the ground, trying to lead us to where Kyrah is.
"Where did the fierce Kyrah go? Look at you, lying on that bed helplessly. You can't even move. Such a shame. I told you to leave Blake alone but you kept texting him. Oh Blake this, Blake that... Such nonsense! It's payback bitch!" she says and taps my nose. "Both of you will pay for this!" I say through gritted teeth. Sabrina chuckles. "Our families are very important people, we own the Media and we own the police, so you can't do anything about it," Reyna Dawson claims. True. The Dawson's are famous, they can bribe their way out of any case. This fact makes me weaker and more hopeless. Don't let them see you cry. Don't! "You know what? Karma is a bitch and soon enough, every bad thing you've ever done will catch up with you... Both of you. Kill me if you want to, but I am not going to let you do it without a fight," I threaten. Beads of sweat have already arranged themselves on my forehead, slowly trickling down to the plain mattress. I try to force myself out of the ropes t
Moments later, we are walking to the parking lot and we find everyone waiting for us. Six different cars are parked and the big team is separated into pairs. A convoy! This is going to be fun. I say to myself inwardly. "Finally, you guys are here," Roxy says. "I was about to go back and eat thinking you guys weren't coming," she continues and we all laugh. I follow Scott towards a sleek black convertible and when we're in, everyone waits to know the way forward. Scott and his dad have been to this place several times, so he knows where we're going. Kye has also been here twice. "Alright guys, Kye will lead the way, everyone else will stay in the middle and I will be at the end. Okay? We're going to make a short stop over to buy some snacks and then continue with the journey. Let the convoy begin its journey," Scott announces and Kye starts his car. "Let's get going guys," Roxy yells and the rest of the cars follow behind closely. "I'm glad to be doing this with you, babe," I say
Life got back to normal. Things got even better. My relationship with Scott has been so beautiful. Maeve is organizing to have me get interviewed at Vogue Magazine, where she works. Sabrina has been an amazing artist and her work has been bringing in a lot of income at the gallery. Roxy and Kye have gotten even cuter together and I still find it hard to believe that Roxy changed. Her relationship with her dad is rock solid now. The twins still haven't found their soul mates yet, but I am sure they will. Vic and Wren are now the power couple of the group, I just love how those two look together. Scott's parents now live in harmony. They finally got back together and I still remember how excited Scott was when he broke the news to me. Everything has been going well for everyone and I am so grateful for that. A month later, all my friends and I have decided to go on vacation and no one has been left behind.Location? Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. This place has always been in my bucketlist
With his ocean blue eyes on me, he reaches out to the shower knob and turns it on. Warm water flows down on to us and he leans in to kiss my lips while cupping my face. I begin descending and just as I am about to hold his erect manhood, he stops me and lifts me up. Kisses me so passionately and says, "I wouldn't want the woman that I love to give me a fellatio. I respect you so much to let you do that."Wow! Did he just decline a blow job? I am surprised. He then turns me around and takes the shower gel and begins pouring it all over me, mostly on my breasts. He then presses his body on my back and at that moment, I feel his rock hard manhood pressed against my back and I moan. He then rubs all the shower gel all over my body and then his palms cup my breasts and he begins squeezing slowly, pinching my nipples every now and then and I moan and turn around to look at him. He has this grin on his face. "Let's finish taking a shower first, okay?" he asks and I pout and cross my arms
(WARNING! Sexual content is in this chapter and the next one too.) Life after that court day has been total bliss.It's been a month now and I have been all over trying to find myself a good job. I've had a couple of interviews but I still haven't gotten any reply. I just left a publishing company after a pretty intense interview that almost left me weak on my knees.As I drive back home, I can't wait to hug my one and only man. My muse. Scott Stone.God! I love that man with every fibre of my being. He's been so good to me that even every day feels like I'm dreaming.Thinking of him right now makes me want to step on the gas, but I know I don't want to be pulled over for over speeding, so I turn the radio on to calm myself.I still can't believe that I am with the man I have always dreamed of. The one who drives me crazy and makes me feel all giddy and warm inside. The one who stole my heart and the one whom I believe, was meant for me. I just love how my hand fits in his and how my
"Your Honor, as you have seen for yourself, the accused confessed that he indeed was responsible for the attempted murder of my clients Kyrah Bailey and Scott Stone. That's all, Your Honor," Mrs. Allen says and walks back to sit next to us and I huff out a breath. "Any further questions from the Defense?" the Judge asks Mr. Elliot. "None, Your Honor," he says. He already looks defeated. "Another ten minute recess and when we come back, we shall get to hear from the Jury and get the final verdict," he says and smacks the gavel against the sound block and walks away. Everyone sighs, it seems we were all holding our breaths. Blake has his face in his hands and no one from his family is even talking. They all look shocked. I'm sure none of them had any idea of what he had done. And if they did, then he probably didn't tell them what exactly happened. Ten minutes later, the session continues and we wait for the Judge to be seated and has the defense and defendant counsel stand. "Memb
"Miss Kyrah, what was your relationship with my client at that particular time?" he asks and I nearly roll my eyes but Mrs. Allen saves me from responding to the idiot. He's asking stupid questions. Idiot Elliot. "Objection, Your Honor!" she says, with a lot of confidence. "Sustained," the Judge says and she continues speaking and Elliot sits down. "During the first hearing, everything was made very clear that my client and the accused were in a relationship, but at the time of the accident, they had already broken up. Which leads to my question," she says and walks to stand in front of Blake. "Where were you during the night of the accident?" Silence. Blake is hesitating. His jaw is trembling and he's licking his dry lips. I bet a big lie is about to pop out of his mouth. "My son was at home with his mother, just the two of them–" Max Dawson begins and stands up but the judge silences him. "Silence in court, let the accused answer for himself," the Judge says, sending Blake's
Kyrah's POVWe just arrived in court and the way the Dawson family and relatives are looking at us, tells me that they are angry, maybe worried or even stressed. Carla keeps throwing glances at me. Her wet eyes begging me to do something. To even stop all of this but I can't. There's no turning back. I mean, what did Blake expect? The world to be full of happiness and roses for him when he had caused such a tragic thing to me and Scott? Hell no! They say whatever you do or say will always come back to you. Garbage in, garbage out. If he hadn't caused the accident, we wouldn't be here with his family glaring at me like I'm the one guilty of the crime. His grandparents are here, his father and other relatives I barely know. I can tell that this hearing is going to be a very heated one. I even carried a bottle of water with me. When everyone is inside the courtroom, the Bailiff then stands upright and faces our direction."All rise for the Honorable Judge, Ronald Bradshaw," he announce
"Excuse me?" I begin. "Is this your son, ma'am?" one asks my mom and she nods. She's frowning already. I don't know why, but I don't have a good feeling about this. "Blake Dawson, you are under arrest. You're being charged with attempted murder," the second officer says. "What?!" both dad and mom ask in unison as their jaws drop at the same time. This is the moment I never saw coming. I never expected this to happen to me. The first officer takes a step forward and reaches out to grab my arm but my dad steps in the way. "You're not taking my son anywhere without a warrant of arrest," dad says furiously. The second officer takes out a document and hands it to dad, who reads it together with mom. On my side, my entire body feels frozen, and my heart is beating at a very rapid speed. My armpits have already began sweating. Is the room spinning? I swallow dryly as dad stares at me and I wonder what he's thinking. "I'm afraid your son is going to have to come with us to the station
Blake's POVFor two days now, I haven't set foot out of the house, nor have I had any alcohol. I have been locking myself up in my room, only leaving to go get my meals and carry them back to my room.I've been thinking alot on what that sweet stranger told me the other day, and also considering what my mom said.I should move on and break this cycle that I am in. Always angry, drunk or having a massive hangover.When I walk into the kitchen, mom doesn't hear me, so when I clear my throat, it startles her and she jumps, nearly dropping the spatula she's holding. She's cooking scrambled eggs. I know those are mine, since she loves her eggs sunny side up."Morning," I say while I scratch my cheek and sit on a stool on the island.She looks surprised that I even spoke to her."Good morning, son. How are you feeling today?" she asks and goes ahead to serve the scarmbled eggs on to a blue plate and places it in front of me. Then she adds some toast and bacon to the plate and she places a g