Six years long I've been living in misery, because I couldn't get over the one night stand. It was so hard to step into a relationship, because every time I did, it failed. I couldn't let go and I hated myself for that. He looked back at me and I could see the guilt in his eyes. "You couldn't remember me. I can't just barge into your life and be like 'oh hey, you are my one night stand. I love you.' Would you believe me?"I would definitely not believe him, at first. "It's not that I forgot the one night stand. I didn't know who you were. I couldn't remember your face nor your name, because you left before I woke up plus I was wasted." I fidget with the necklace in my hand as I was trying to remain calm. "You could have show me the necklace and I would believe you.""And have you been keeping tabs on me? I asked further, referring to the papers with my information in it. There were three different papers that were all kept together by a broken paperclip. All of three had my informat
"Hey Flynn, long time no see." Zoe smiled, as she made her way towards me. "What's your minion doing here?" She glared at Rodrigo, who on his turn let out a loud disapproving sound."What's the bitch doing here?" Rodrigo asked mockingly. "Aren't you supposed to be with your sugar daddy in Russia?""Rodrigo!" I warned and shifted my attention back to Zoe. "What brought you back here?""The meeting." She replied and sat on my desk, her back facing Rodrigo. "Meeting?" I asked, scrunching my eyebrows."Yes. My boyfriend Omar has a meeting with you. He decided to bring me along." she clarified and smiled widely. "He's such a sweetheart."I stared wide eyed at her. "What happened to the Russian?""Oh him? His wife found out." She replied casually. "Bytheway I heard you have a girlfriend. That's so unlike you.""Well unlike you I'm tired of fucking random people. It's time I settle down."Zoe laughed loudly. "You're kidding me right?"I shook my head and I heard Rodrigo snicker from behind
Flynn Vasilios P.O.VI tried to fixed my bow tie as I walked into the bedroom where Jill was changing. When I entered the room my eyes almost fell out of there sockets. My pudding look like an angel.She stood in front of the mirror, applying mascara to her lashes. The dress she was wearing accentuated her curves and brought out her pretty blue-green eyes. She looked so pretty I don't think i'll be able to take my eyes off her tonight."You look gorgeous." I walked up to her and place a kiss on her temple. She still felt like a dream to me. I can't believe I have her in my arms after so many years and I'm definitely not planning on letting her go. Not now. Not ever."Thanks Vasilios, you look handsome too." She turned around and placed a kiss on my lips. She then giggled and wiped the lipstick stain off my lips. "Mmh, I see you wore the outfit I picked out for you."I smiled and looked down at my outfit.It was a white cotton shirt with blue vest and jeans. "Of course, You're my gir
🎶 105 is the number that comes to my headWhen I think of all the years I wanna be with you🎶 "So, I figured that this place is good to ask you any question."Oh my god. It's not happening right now. He's not doing what I think he's gonna do. 🎶Wake up every morning with you in my bedThat's precisely what I plan to do 🎶"You're my favorite person in the whole world." 🎶And you know one of these days when I get my money rightBuy you everything and show you all the finer things in life🎶"And we're a big deal, you know. I don't wanna live my life without my one true one night stand." He chuckled softly and continued, "I guarantee there will be tough times." At this point I was biting my lips to not burst out in tears. My heart was racing wildly and I felt like it was about to come out of my chest. 🎶Will forever be enough, so there ain't no need to rushBut one day, I won't be able to ask you loud enough🎶"But I also guarantee that if I don't ask you to be mine, i'll r
Her voice, her perfume, her presence. It kept me there. She was a dangerous woman and I knew it. She always gets what she wants and I'm afraid that this time it will happen again.Her voluptuous breasts were now pushed up on my chest and her sinful red lips were now so close to my face. I could smell her breath that was a mix of mint and champagne. "Come on baby, ten minutes."My breath became unsteady. Think about Jill I whispered to myself. This is considered cheating, you can't do this to your fiancee and soon to be wife. But if she doesn't know, did it really happen? Is it still consider cheating? Yes, yes. You dumb fuck!My head was a mess. I didn't know what I want and the sweet words Sera was whispering in my ear weren't helping either. Oh fuck it ! Fuck it !Her sensual body moved slowly and I could feel the warmth spreading through my body. All my blood went down there and my head instantly became empty.I looked into her evil eyes and my hands grabbed her face and kissed
Three years later in Amman, JordanJill Malik P.O.VIt was a very busy day at the market. It was so hot and I couldn't stand the bustle. I quickly went to the grocery stand and paid for the groceries. I hurried back to my car and immediately turned on the air-conditioning. I let out an exhausted sigh.Three years, and I'm still not used to the hot weather. It's not hot all year round, but when it is I wished I could go back to New York city. I placed the groceries on the passenger seat and headed home. It was a busy day at work, but thank goodness it was Friday. I drove to the villa I was staying for the past three years. It was a seven bedroom villa that I shared with Ethan and his now wife, Irina. Irina was so sweet and understanding that she let me stay with them. So much had changed in three years. I flew all the way from New York to Jordan to start a new life. The only people aside from Ethan and Irina that knows where I am are my aunt and Milan. They come visit me during Chris
I was still in touch with Reina and Luca though. Reina was expecting a baby girl at the end of this year. At this moment she was craving all kinds of food and poor Luca has to deal with mood swings every second of the day. One moment Reina is all happy and chattery and the next she was bawling her eyes out over some random thing."But mommy---," Amari's voice woke me up from my thoughts. She was still not done with interrogating me. "Why'id dad never visit me?" "Baby Girl, that's because mommy is a meanie." She immediately looked up at me with her big blue eyes. "No you're not." I chuckled lightly, but then Amari pointed at something outside. "Cake! Mommy, cake. I want cake!" I looked outside and saw Eclair Bakery pass by. "Do you want cake, princess?" She eagerly nodded her head. I knew she loved cake, all sorts of cakes. Cupcakes, red velvet, chocolate cake, name it and she will eat it for you."Todd, Can you please turn around and stop at Eclair bakery?" I called. Todd turned
I didn't got enough time to admire them, because Ximena's eyes widened and before I could even blink she was hugging Jill tightly. I probably should had warn Jill that Ximena would go crazy when she saw her. Rodrigo was shocked. Completely and utterly shocked. He had missed Jill too. He threw me a couple of well deserved punches when he heard the reason why Jill left. My pretty boy face was ruined for like a few weeks."Is that---," Rodrigo didn't finished his sentence, instead he ran towards Jill who was still being hugged by Ximena and Ellie, Rodrigo's sister. I walked behind Rodrigo and we both tried to pull our sisters away from Jill. They were literally hugging her so tight, I could even feel that Jill had trouble breathing. "Ximmy stop, let Jill breath." I said as I gently pulled her away. Rodrigo did the same with Ellie, which resulted in him getting a punch in his chest."Let me hug her, I haven't seen her in years!" Ellie snapped and buried her face in Jill's neck again.
Because I knew this meant taking another step for Clint and me.A step I felt we’d both been ready for.“You want to rehearse?”I peeked over at Michael. “What?”He snickered. “Rehearse. You know, what you’re going to say to him tonight.”I shrugged. “Nah. I’m good. I usually wing it with stuff like this.”“You’re going to wing it when it comes to telling Clint how you feel for the very first time>”“I mean, I usually wing it with my English speeches and I do just fine with those.”He paused. “You didn’t plan out that speech you gave last year?”I shook my head. “Nope.”“That massive speech you gave on 1984 sort of applying today.”“Are you not hearing me right? Clean out your ears, Michael.”He chuckled. “Holy shit, you’re amazing. You know that?”I smiled. “And I hope that’s one of Clint’s many reactions tonight.”“If it isn’t, I’ll kick his ass for you.”“Michael!”“What? Come on, Rae. I see how happy he makes you. I see how much this boy means to you. And if he doesn't love you o
And I decided she would be. If she knew what was happening right now, she’d be proud. Possibly screaming at me like Cecilia currently was. But she’d be proud after the fact.Not today, Dad. You’re done with this shit today.The only thing I processed was the smell of alcohol. The only thing I felt was my father’s storm unleashing against me. He held so much anger within him. He had such fury in his fists. The only thing I saw were his angry eyes coming at me as I shoved him in his chest, listening as Cecilia screamed in the background.“Stop it! I’m calling the police if you don’t cut it out right now!”Her voice faded away. Fell into the background as I moved and ducked my father. Whatever this storm brewed from, I wasn’t going to be my father’s punching bag any longer. If he wanted a fight, a fight is what he’d get. And I’d make sure to repay him for every fist that ever connected with my face. I’d repay him for every bruise he ever wrung around my neck. I’d repay him for every knee
I felt myself blush. “Okay, yes. We are officially together. So, yeah. We’re going to prom together.”“You still don’t sound too sure of that. Is everything going okay with his recuperation?”I shrugged. “I mean, he’s always struggling with his dad. Which I’m sure is affecting his recuperation efforts. But he’s okay. Far as I can tell.”“I’d like to get his dad in a room for a few minutes.”I scoffed. “Wouldn't we all.”“So, how are the two of you? You know, now that he’s on the mend?”I felt myself blush deeper. “I guess we’re good.”“You guess, huh?”“You’re a dick, you know that?”He chuckled. “Maybe a bit. Can I ask you something, though?”“Of course. I mean, you have to spit it out soon because I only have one more minute, but—”“Do you love him?”The question didn’t catch me as off-guard as I figured it would. In fact, it was easy to answer. I bit down onto the inside of my cheek as I turned to face Michael. And with a nod of my head, I answered his question.“Yeah. I really thi
I stopped for one last breather a couple of blocks away from my house. I watched it looming in the distance, sparkling underneath the harshness of the sun. Sweat dripped down my back as I sighed. I watched the off-colored white glisten against the deep red shutters of the house. During the entirety of my childhood, I remembered that house in three distinct ways. Three different sets of colors that all popped more than the houses around it. Maybe it was the fresh coats of paint put on it every year that kept the house lively. Maybe it was the fact that it was the biggest house on the block. Or, maybe, it was the fact that we had the only house with a wrap-around porch as well as a wrought iron front gate that was barely utilized.Either way, it stood out.I picked up the pace. I went from standing still to walking. To speed walking. To jogging. I burst into a sprint, pumping air through my lungs and feeling them expand into my back. I felt the last pangs from my ribcage fall free, rele
“What? I mean, seriously. Come on. Your dad can’t actually think any of this was your fault. They almost killed you. They were drunk, from what I could gather from that night. They should be rotting away in jail. Or juvie. Or something.”I shrugged. “My father pretty much showed his ass in that office. Said things like I needed to be focusing on school instead of chasing down four guys I’d provoked.”Aly’s jaw dropped open. “What!?”“He also said I’d been a problem child my whole life. Essentially tried to paint me as some bad boy trying to get the one-up on someone before they got the one-up on me. He told the lawyer that he didn’t see those boys pressing assault charges on me when I started the fight. So why should I press attempted murder charges on them simply because they were seeking out revenge like most young boys do?”Mike’s face turned red. “Is it always like this with your father?”I sighed. “I mean, let’s just say I’ve talked a big game in the past with bruises I’ve come t
I snickered. “Which is apparently not very good. I know something’s wrong. Do you want to talk about it?”Clint dropped his bag. “Just—that shit with the lawyer yesterday.”I nodded. “What happened?”He leaned against the brick wall of the school. “Dad’s back in town.”“Oh, no.”“Oh, yeah. I told Cecilia time and time again not to tell Dad about the fucking lawyer. And of course, she didn’t listen. She’s awesome, but she never fucking listens. It’s like she thinks Dad’s actually gonna be this decent-as-fuck person one of these days. Then she gets shocked and hurt and scared when he loses his shit. She’s been married to him for four years! The fuck is she thinking!?”I placed my hands against his chest. “Deep breaths. Come on, take them with me. There we go.”I walked Clint through some even breathing. He was shaking against my hands, and I needed him to settle down. That explained everything. With his father back in town, shit always popped off. I smoothed my hands over his torso, try
I paused. “I’m not sure if that makes me feel any better.”Cecilia butted in. “You have to do something, Clint. They really did a number on you. Even if you simply sue them for the hospital bills or something—”Dad snickered. “Yeah. Pay me back some of that money.”“Howard!”I rolled my eyes. “Please excuse him.”“Did you just excuse me for someone else?”I looked over at my father. “I did. Because you’re acting absolutely insane right now and I’m tired of it.”His eyes lit up with fire as he stood up from his chair. His eyes panned toward the lawyer as he buttoned his suit coat. Cecilia got up quickly and followed him out of the room, trying to talk some sense into him. And as the door closed behind them, I cleared my throat.“I’m really sorry for that.”Omar shook his head. “Not your fault, Mr. Clarke.”I sighed. “So, if I wanted to press charges, what would we do?”“We’d gather evidence and serve each of their families with a formal subpoena. The boys are being held right now, so t
“Uh huh.”“Then, Clint drove off and they followed him. Pursued him, right?”I nodded. “Yep.”“And even though Clint tried shaking them, they kept following him. Until they ran him off the road.”I swallowed hard. “Yeah.”“In my eyes? The only thing Clint has accountability for is getting their focus off you. That was his fault, and it had good intentions. Good motives. Everything else was spurred on by those boys. From pulling up to you guys in the first place to chasing him down, no matter what. To me? The charge should be attempted murder.”And after a brief pause, I nodded.“You make a very good point about that.”Allison scoffed. “There’s no point about it. Drunk or not, those boys knew what they were doing. If they had enough sense to keep in control of that car long enough to be able to ram Clint over the edge of that bridge, then they had enough sense to choose not to.”I grinned. “You sure you don’t want to be a lawyer or something?”She giggled. “Nah. I’m just really good at
But all she did was shrug.“You guys ready to go?”I nodded at Cecilia’s question, then felt her ease us out of the driveway. I wanted to press the questions. I wanted to pull out of her what was wrong. But I didn’t want to do it in front of my stepmother. Rae wasn’t okay, though. And I had a feeling it had something to do with last night.I watched as Rae gazed out the window. She watched the world pass us by as she sank heavier and heavier into the leather seats of the car. She didn’t speak. Not one fucking word. And I desperately wanted to ask her what the hell happened after I left last night. I called Cecilia to come get me around midnight, and D.J. was still there. Her mother and D.J. had still been downstairs, going back and forth at one another. It was like they never stopped. She’d say one thing and he’d clap back. He’d say something wrong and she’d chew him out for it. It made me sick, leaving Rae in that kind of environment last night. I almost had a mind to ask Cecilia if