🌿11🌿🌿 Lucas’s POV🌿“What are you staring at?” Daniella asked, waking me up from my dazzled state. She turned and her head, saw Heidi and turned back to look at me. “Is that her boyfriend?”“No!” I didn’t mean to snap but I did. “Sorry for snapping.”Heidi and Nate got to the spot we stood, and I held Heidi’s hand before she could walk by. “I want to speak to you.”Heidi glanced at Daniella, back at me. “You were talking to your girlfriend, isn’t it? I’m going to class with Nate.”“Can you just stay here for a while and allow him go to class on his own? He’s not a baby, and I’m sure he can find his way to his desk.” I replied, all the while, looking at Nate who scoffed at the end of my statement.“Heidi might be your bestie, but that doesn’t mean she can’t talk with someone else.” Nate retorted.I closed my eyes, willing myself to stay calm. “I need to speak with Heidi. Can you please continue your way to the class? She will join you very soon.” I was so pissed off.I saw Heidi
🌿12🌿 🌿 Heidi’s POV 🌿“What are you doing here?” I repeated the question.Luciana flashed me a smile, and shuffled the papers in her hand. Her nervousness was gone in a flash. “Nothing. I came by to make dinner for you guys, and when I came here, I found everywhere so messy, and thought I should do some cleaning.”I was silent. Looking at her with this strange look on my face.Of course, I didn’t believe a single word of what she said. Not even a word.I folded my arms, walked slowly into the room. “Does my father know you are here?”“Well…”“It is a 'no' or 'yes' question, Luciana.” I interrupted.Luciana turned, dropped the files in her hand on the drawer, then turned back to look at me. “No, he doesn’t know because I planned to surprise him.”I chuckled, and stared back at her. “You planned to surprise my father? What do you take me for, huh? It’s so glaring that you are searching for something! What are you looking for?”Luciana sighed with that innocent look still on her
🌿13🌿🌿 Lucas’s POV 🌿“I’m home!” I announced as I walked into the house. I dropped down my guitar in front of door, and looked up to see my mother coming down the stairs.She was wearing her nightwear, and that was when I realized how late it was.“Lucas. What happened? It’s almost ten pm.” Mom questioned. There was a cup of coffee in her hand as she walked towards me.“I’m sorry mom, but I was in the studio with the boys. We had to practice.” I replied, took her coffee cup, and sipped from it.Mom watched me and chuckled. “You always sip my coffee ever since you were little, and you still do.”I passed it back to her, smiling. “I know, right? I’m sorry if I got you worried. I will…” My phone beeped, alerting me of a message.“I will be in my room mom. Goodnight.” I said as I flipped out my phone from my pocket, took the stairs.I stopped in my tracks as my eyes caught the content of my latest message.I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was pictures of Daniella and some boy, sp
🌿 Episode 14 🌿 🌿 Heidi’s POV 🌿All through the night, Daniella kept throwing her arms and legs at me, pushing me off the bed, and giving me sleepless night.She threw up again, and I was so lucky she poured it out on the floor.By the time it was morning, I was seriously exhausted.As if the disastrous night wasn’t enough, the annoying girl had a hangover.Without having the power to stop myself, I had to go downstairs, make her soup and brought it up to my room for her. I served her breakfast in bed. Me?Wait a minute. Was I feeling guilty for setting her up?*Is that why am helping her?* No. She deserved it!“Thank you, Heidi. I never thought…” She started, and stopped to wince in pain, “This headache is killing me.” She cried.“Okay. Enjoy of this. I think I’ve helped you enough. You have to get going.” I voiced out, pointing at the door.As if she didn’t hear a bit of the words I said, she looked confusingly at me. “Do you know what happened last night? I can’t seem to rem
🌿15🌿 🌿 Heidi’s POV 🌿 Daniella followed me out immediately, stopping me from climbing down the stairs. We both stood at the hallway, glaring at each other. “What are you doing? Why did you stop me?” I barked at her. Daniella shook her head, looking at me. “I just want to know who you are; what type of person you are. Last night, you took care of me even though you don’t like me, and this morning, you made me soup for my hangover. “And now, you have that unspeakable hatred in your eyes.” Daniella said, and I went dead silent. Thinking now, I realized I didn’t even know who I was. “You don’t have to know who I am because you and I have nothing in common. I don’t know who you are.” I replied after I found my voice. “But I know who you are, and I want us to be sisters…” “Your mother is never gonna end up with my father! So, it’s better if you stop saying that!” I cautioned her. Daniella sighed. “You sounded very sure about that. Do you have plans of separating them? How will
🌿16🌿 🌿 Writer’s POV 🌿 “What was so urgent?” Luciana asked again, staring down at her wristwatch. She'd lied to Derek that she wanted to go to the mall to pick up a few things. “What’s happening? I thought you said this wouldn’t take time? Why haven’t you been able to do anything?” Cassandra asked as she stared up at Luciana. Luciana breathed in, and glanced at Raymond. “Can you excuse us, please?” Raymond frowned. “Why should I excuse you? I am Cassandra’s right hand man, so say whatever you want.” Cassandra glanced at him, smiled. “Give us few minutes, Ray. Thanks. So,” Cassandra continued after Raymond left, “What happened?” Luciana took the seat opposite Cassandra before looking at her. “Your daughter is making things too hard and difficult for me. She’s not only inquisitive, she’s wise and calculative thus suspecting me already.” Cassandra smiled sheepishly, sipped from her bottle of tequila. “She is? So, then what? She’s only thirteen, right?” Luciana stared strangely
🌿17🌿🌿Heidi’s POV 🌿I stared back at Lucas, and the look in his eyes could not be explained.“Since when?” He finally asked.“Yesterday. Do you have a problem with that?” I gathered the courage to ask.Lucas looked at me, smiled and shook his head. “No. Actually, I’m happy for you. Okay? I will be going back now. With my lunch.” I watched Lucas pick up the plastic bag, glanced at Nate before storming out of the class.I shrugged, looked at Nate. “He doesn’t like you very much…I guess that’s why he’s grumpy.” I said and checked my own words too.I didn’t know if it was just as I said it or perhaps, something else was wrong.“Who cares? I don’t like him either. Come on, let’s eat.” Nate said, and started bringing out the contents of his own bag. 🌿 Lucas’s POV 🌿I felt like I had been stabbed hard in the chest as I walked back to my class.I sat on a bench in the corridor, thinking about what I just heard.Were they really going out?, How could Heidi date a bully and miscrean
🌿18🌿 🌿 Heidi’s POV 🌿 “You heard what I said, ma’am. What did you do to Aryan’s grandmother? What did you do to her!” Luciana’s hand flew into the air and before I could notice what was going on, it had landed on my left cheek. I gasped, turned slowly to look I at her. “Did you just…slap me?” I asked, really bewildered. My face stung me, but I refused to let her see that I was in pain. Luciana stared hardly at me, moving closer. “How dare you accuse me of murder? Is that how much you hate me?” I stared at her, my head moving slowly. “No. I have a prove that you actually did it because you just showed me the type of beast you are. I’m going to tell my father what you just did to me!” With that, I turned and ran out of the house. 🌿 Writer’s POV 🌿 “Shit!” Luciana cursed under her breath immediately Heidi ran out of the house. She knew it was just a teenager's whim but she couldn’t stop herself from getting scared. She couldn’t understand how a girl of her age could be so bo
It was a little bit dark in the room when Tristan walked in. Gianna was awake, she was sitting up quietly."Hey." Tristan whispered as he walked towards the bed. He sat at the edge and took Gianna's hand in his. "How are you now?"Gianna smiled and shrugged. "I've never been any better. Thank you."Tristan stared down at her stomach, smiled and looked back into her face. "My baby is still down there?"Gianna chuckled. "Yeah. She or he is still there, waiting for the day of arrival into the world. How did you get here? Why did you change your mind?"Tristan shrugged. "I don't know, perhaps... because I couldn't continue living without you, because I wanted to see Layla and to forgive her so I could get the burden off my chest.""You did the right thing, Tristan. The right thing..." Gianna's voice trailed off when she remembered all that Nelson had said."What's it? Are you okay?" Tristan questioned when he noticed the sudden change in her mood. Gianna turned and looked at him. "While
That same night, Tristan left the house quietly. He was glad that both his mother and Tracy were already fast asleep and that made it possible and easy for him to leave.He dialled the line which Nicholas had called him with as he walked briskly to his car. Just when he got in, Nicholas picked the call."I'm on my way right now, send the address to this number." Tristan said, starting the car engine."I already sent it. The police are just arriving! I will hang up now because I have to escape. He's going to kill me.""Wait... what is...?" Tristan stopped when the line clicked off. He threw the phone on the seat beside him and drove out of the compound, speeding away madly in the dark.**Nelson bursted into the room, rushing towards Gianna who looked very alarmed. The sounds of siren was all over the place which indicated that the police were around. Nelson grabbed Gianna, loosening the ropes bounding her. He jerked her up to her feet and started dragging her out of room.Struggling
Nicholas sat in the dark, thinking deeply on what to do. He needed to save Gianna at all cost, he needed to redeem his mistakes and real fast.He was still finding it hard to believe he helped abduct Gianna who was pregnant."I'm never going to forgive myself if anything happens to her, I need to talk to Tristan right away. No matter the consequences, I need to do this." Nicholas thought.He stood up and walked slowly towards the main entrance. He stood in front of the door, eavesdropping. He could hear Nelson, talking to Gianna. He backed the door, steadying his breath. He would have to wait for another opportunity to be alone with Gianna again, and that would enable him get Tristan's contact.Quietly, he left the main entrance back to the veranda.**"You're not going to achieve anything with what you are doing, give up already because you are about to hit rock bottom." Gianna said softly to Nelson who was seated in front of her.Nelson stared down at the cigarette between his fin
Samantha got home very late in the night and as she expected, Quentin and Agnes werr already waiting for her in the living room.They looked alarmed as she walked into the house. "Where have you been?" Agnes asked, standing up from the couch.Samantha looked at Quentin, she couldn't bring herself to tell him that his daughter was missing but she had to tell him somehow."I'm coming from Gianna's house...""Is something wrong?" Quentin asked when Samantha's voice trailed off.Samantha nodded, closing her eyes. "Gianna is missing, someone abducted her." Samantha said, wiping tears off her face. Quentin frowned, trying to understand what the girl was saying. "What do you mean by she's been abducted? By who?""My brother." Samantha replied with more tears.Agnes gasped, her hands covering her mouth. "Nelson?" Samantha nodded.Samantha nodded."Why? Why would he do that?" Agnes asked again."He's using her as a bait to get someone." Samantha replied. She looked at Quentin and all she
"He's calling again." Nelson laughed when Gianna's phone began to ring again in his hand. He answered the call and put the phone on loud speaker. "You never give up, don't you? Why don't you give up and just go to bed?""What do you want?" Tristan cold voice came from the other side of the line. "Tell me what he sh*t you want!" "I don't think you have what I want, b*stard. Do you have my father there with you? I will like to exchange him for your Gianna. She looks so pretty, you know. What shall I do with her?" Nelson asked in a menacing tone. "Why would I have you father? What the hell do you want?" Tristan asked again."Are you asking me that? You brought down my family you jerk! My father is suffering away in the prison and you dare ask me that? You want Gianna back, huh? Come find her.""Where are you?" Tristan asked in a stiff voice. He stood beside the road, glaring angrily. "Put Gianna on the line, I want to make sure she's fine." *Nelson stared down at Gianna and smiled ev
"Goddamit!" Tristan cursed, almost smashing the phone on the ground.Samantha was trembling. She just spoke to her brother and he sounded like a different person entirely."He's got Gianna! What are we gonna do!" Samantha panicked.Tristan stood akimbo, boiling and fuming with anger. "He doesn't know who he's dealing with. He's making a bug mistake with me." Tristan voice was extremely cold and deep.Samantha trembled more. She fear she might lose her brother and she couldn't stop thinking about Gianna. Why would Nelson ever think of abducting her? Why her? Sammy thought deeply."I should call Tracy and Layla, and let them know what's happening." Samantha said with trembling voice.Tristan didn't reply, he was too devasted to say anything. He sat down on the nearest sofa, contemplating on what to do."Don't call them yet." Tristan said just when Samantha was going to dial Tracy's line. "What? They have to know what's happening. At least, her mother." Samantha chipped in."I need to t
Gianna was coming back into the house after seeing Samantha off when her phone began to ring. She was a little bit surprised to see it was Nicholas."Hi. You finally called? How have you been!" Gianna asked excitedly."I've been... good...yeah... fine." Nicholas stammered badly from the other line."Are you sure you are okay? You sound tensed. Where are you now?""Huh?" Nicholas asked and Gianna had to repeat the question. "I'm still here in Philadelphia. Stranded." He replied."Oh no. That's very awful. What are you gonna do now? I can't seem to be of help right now." Gianna sighed. She got home and walked into the house, sat down on a chair."It's fine, Gianna. I just wanted you to know I'm okay. I will get a job soon enough and start all over again.""And your dad? How's he?" "He returned to the country side where my mother is. I think that's what's best for him at this month." Nicholas mumbled q reply."What happened to Nelson and his father though?" Gianna asked.The other side
Tristan made up his mind to go after his mother and sort things out.He went into his room and started getting ready for the small journey.There was a knock on the door and Matteo came in. "Boss...are you going somewhere?""Yeah. I'm taking your advice, I hope I'm not too late." Tristan said as he stuffed his clothes into a bag.Matteo smiled and sgihed his head. "You are not late, boss. Go on and do the right thing." He replied."I will be back tomorrow or the day after, then we can head back to Italy." Tristan said and Matteo nodded."Okay boss. Tahe your time... there's no hurry." Matteo replied and left the room.Tristan took his phone and dialled Samantha's line, she picked uo after the fourth ring."Tristan? I thought you would never call." Samantha's voice could be heard from the other line.Tristan sat down on the bed and ran a hand over his hair nervously. "I'm sorry, Samantha but things have not been easy. I need your help, I need to see Gianna.""Gianna? You miss her, don
The next morning, Gianna woke up feeling really sick. She sat up in bed, rushed to the bathroom and threw up."Oh no. I thought I got over this." She mumbled as she returned to her bed.Her mother must have heard her because she came running into the room."Gianna." She called, coming into the room. "Are you okay?" She asked as she sat beside her on the bed.Gianna shook her head, putting her head on the woman's shoulder. "No...I think I'm a little bit under the weather.""We have to go thr hospital then. Come on." Tracy urged, standing up."No. That's not necessary. I will get over it with some pills."Tracy sighed and stared down at her daughter. " Have you called the Tristan guy? What did he say?""He didn't the call, I guess he's busy." Gianna mumbled, laying back down comfortably.The door opened and Layla came in too. "Is she alright?" "Yeah...just a slight fever I guess." Tracy replied with a shrug."Then we should go to the hospital. It's dangerous to ignore it.""No, Layla.