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KID ✓ Twenty eight
As I arrive home, I make my way to my room and pull my bag out, and stuff the things I haven’t yet taken into it. I had packed little because I planned on returning for holiday, but after everything I’ve discovered today, I don’t think I ever will come back. I go into my drawer and pick all the clothes out, leaving behind only those clothes William bought for me and I also do the same with my shoes and bag. Leaving would be the best thing for me and I’m pretty sure of him since he’s hurt me as no one has. Flashback (5 years ago) Cassandra knocked on my door and informed me that dinner was ready, but my eyes were red from so much crying that I passed and not go downstairs, but I should have known William would not let it go so easily, he cares too much about me or about his food wasting. I’m still lost in which he cares for more. “I’m not hungry, Mrs Cassandra, I’ll just stay inside.” I said through my weak, sobbing voice. “Okay, child.” Cassandra, as always, didn’t argue as she wa
Last Updated : 2020-07-08KID ✓ KID
Hello everyone and welcome to (KID) the part two of the first book, I’m glad you stuck around for it. The part one was about Karen, but part two KID is about William, we will get to see who he is, read him like a book (and I know some of you are going, “yes!!!! Finally”) I am glad too and we will know his flaws, weakness and pain and the theme in this book would be a little darker than the previous, but for my young readers, I’ll try not to make it too dark. “The first time I saw her, I knew I loved her; the last time I saw her, I knew she hated me.” William McQueen. Rory slaps the bottle of whiskey away from my hand and it falls to the floor, making the whiskey pour out of it. I glance up at him and throw him a hard glare, hoping he takes the hint of his unwelcome presence, but he doesn’t take the hint. No, he bluntly ignores it. He came here about an hour ago and he’s been staring at me like a fish in need of water and as much as it was revolting; it was also annoying. I’m not
Last Updated : 2020-07-08KID ✓ KID: 1
“I don’t trust anyone when it comes top Karen, not even myself.” William~ “Come to bed,” Jean whines, as she sits up on the bed and if I am not trying to finish up paperwork from the office, I would have happily joined her. “You work too much and now you’re working into our alone time.’’ She points out, emphasising on the alone. I chuckle and turn around to have a quick glance at her and I almost lose it at the sight of her. Her long red hair resting on her shoulder and down to her back and although she’s taken off her makeup, she still looked like the perfect display of angelic presence. I grip the pen in my hand hard and turn away from her. The document I have been working on were expansion project I plan on showing to the board members at tomorrow’s meeting and I couldn’t wrap it up before worked closed. It's surprising that at this point I still have to prove myself a worthy leader who can run the McQueen company every day. My late father may have founded the company and have m
Last Updated : 2020-07-08KID ✓ KID: 2
Note - Japhia (pronounced like Ja- fire) “I’m fucked up and you will be better off as far away as possible from me now.” Karen’s POV Sometimes British guys can be so adorable, and sometimes they can also be so annoying! And to prove my point, I have an annoying one trailing behind me right this minute. “Wait up, babe,” Japhia calls to me through the crowd of students hurrying to get into the hall for the lecture. There is a pile of books in his hand and he increases his pace while climbing the stairs to catch up with me. I clench my notebooks in my hands, and I double my pace. “Sorry Japhia, the lecture’s almost starting and I hate being late!” I yell to him, pushing the students standing around on the stair to get through. “What are you talking about?” He asks, ridiculous tone dripping from his voice. I hear books fall to the floor, as I look back lo-and-behold the books Japhia was holding earlier are now on the floor and the papers in some books are now flying everywhere and I
Last Updated : 2020-07-09KID ✓ KID: 3
“There was a time I would walk away and let you be, but that time’s gone, Karen. I’m not leaving and you can’t make me.” William ~ I stare at him on my bed in his black tuxedo and black trouser. His hair is now really long, which is a vast difference considering the last time I saw him three years ago. He was having an extremely low cut and, like always, it fit him perfectly. Then I notice his legs are on my bed, which means his shoes are also on my bed. If I remember correctly, I took the bedsheets to the dry cleaner a few days ago and spent a lot of money on it. It’s a lot because I work for my money with my part-time job at the bar and nothing is free. So if he’s looking for a way to annoy me, he just did. “I never knew you were a tragedy fan,” he says, flipping the page of the book that he hasn't stopped reading in the last couple of minutes I’ve been here. I don’t utter a word as I stay at the door glaring at him and hoping it gets hot enough and set him on fire. “You can st
Last Updated : 2020-07-09KID ✓ KID: 4
“The only problem is; I don’t like sharing, especially sharing what’s already mine.” William~ “Everyone’s nightmare.” He replies. Marco drops the bottle of wine on the bar counter and gets down from the high stool and walks towards the one who just spoke and the thugs holding me turn around and I see William wearing a murderous look on his face. Marco is that male that makes pitiful girls like us feel tall, standing at probably five feet two or three inches. He looks so pitiful now, standing before William standing at six feet three inches tall. Marco raises his hand in surrender. “Look, I don’t have an issue with you man, I have scores to settle with her!” he points to me. William’s eyes avert to me then they go back to him, still void of any emotion what so ever. “So do I. So for everyone’s safety, I ask you to hand her to me.” I hiss, “I’m right here, and for your information, I think both of you are stupid if you think I’m going anywhere I don’t want to tonight.” I wave my c
Last Updated : 2020-07-09KID ✓ KID: 5
“You must hate me, us.., the McQueen.” William~ William POV Twenty-three years ago. As a child, the first death I knew was that of Mrs Rachel Butler, and it was also the first that gave me heartache, but it sure wasn’t my last. I walk over to where Rachel was heartache, presently doing the cleaning and in her hand is father’s favourite Chinese jar. And getting to her, I paused, watching her. She was a beautiful woman, the fairest I have ever seen and I always remember wishing to one day have a woman as beautiful as Rachel. Her straight long black hair, her dazzling blue eyes and, just like the pretty queen she was, her body went to fit her perfectly, not too big and not too small. I remembered the first wedding I could ever attend was theirs. I was seven and, more than anything; and I wanted to be part of it. The love story of Samuel Butler and Rachel Gonzalez I cherished in my heart. Being one of the wooing team of Samuel at six, I felt eager to see their love become something
Last Updated : 2020-07-09KID ✓ KID: 6
“Death doesn’t scare me. I’ve stared into its face many times. You scare me because I can’t look at you without going crazy.” William~ As my eyes slowly open, the first thing I notice is the room of which I’m now confined to. My eyes do a quick scan of the room and as I notice I’m not in hell, I try to reason out what must have brought me to my state of being now. Only one name brought the answer; Karen. “Look who’s finally awake.” Comes Karen's voice, inserting fake glee into her tone of voice. “Were you hoping I wouldn’t?” I arch my brow and ask, my eyes darting to across the room to see her on a stool and looking at me. “Would you blame me if I did? I spent three years living like you never exist. Dying would have helped me ensure that fact.” I give her a pain stained smile because her words were hurtful as there were cold. She now reminds me of someone I hate, someone who’s just as cold, someone whose heart wasn’t in the right place. She is reminding me of myself. We can’t
Last Updated : 2020-07-09
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KID ✓ Christmas Special
Hey, lovely readers, this is a Christmas special chapter, hope you enjoy. A Merry Christmas from me to you . “I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, but how I love the gifts I give!” ~Carolyn wells “One second,” I yell before getting up from the bed and going to the door after hearing a knock on it. I open the door, still rubbing my sleepy eyes, and when my eyes finally clear out, I see William standing at the door. He held his black suit over his shoulder with one hand and holding onto his suitcase with another. He looks a bit tired and worn, and I can’t blame him. Three days ago he received a call to be in the UK after the attack on the McQueens company that left many injured took place. Even though our tradition in this family during the holiday was to stay together, he had to leave. He promised to do everything he can on order to return to me in one piece and before
KID ✓ Epilogue
“Why would I ever mock you? God made you so unique that you’re hot when you’re not pregnant and hotter when you are.” William~ “Welcome, Darling how was work?” I ask as I feel William pass by the kitchen and I’m certain he’s heading for the bedroom. He halts, takes a few steps back, and looks through the door at me. “What are you doing?” He demands slowly, stepping into the kitchen. I turn to look at him, who’s standing before me, looking a little worn and tired from the day’s stress, holding his suit over his shoulder. “Cooking. Again I’ll ask, how was work?” A frown appears on his face and doesn’t leave. “Cooking? Have you seen yourself lately?” “Yes I have,” I nod and sigh heavily “I’m heavily pregnant and for the third time, how was work?” “You are pregnant and the last thing we both need is you stressing yourself out. Where are the maids and cooks?” He whines and complains like I just did a bad thing. I place my hand on my waist and glare at him. “You’re just going to keep
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“I know what you had to go through, William, not knowing what was happening or what you did wrong, but trying to fix and make it right.” Karen~ A few weeks later, a few things were back to normal... Or at least that was how it seemed to everyone watching us from afar, but to William and I, we knew it wasn’t. After the night when it all went to hell, William suggested I take up therapy to help handle the trauma my body might develop because of the ordeal with Noel, but I didn’t see it as important and just shrugged it off. Since then we tried out sexual activity in the bedroom, but I couldn’t let him touch me because I feared being naked before him. William wanted to know if it was something he did and I told him it wasn’t, but I couldn’t tell him I was seeing Noel’s face whenever he touched me intimately or affectionately. I loved him so much and I needed him to satisfy me sexually and be there emotionally, but it is hard to do that when the face you see is the face of the man tha
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“I can’t lose you even if you’re too strong-headed to get that.” Karen~ “Her name is Mia Fernan-.” “Wrong answer,” he answers before pulling the trigger. “Mia!” I scream out as I push her out of the way, causing the bullet to slide painfully past my cheek. Its force is hot and powerful against my face that it sends me back a few steps. “Karen!” William gasps out as he immediately drops the gun and rushes towards me. I raise my hands in protest, stopping him in his tracks as I regain my composure. “Don’t come close to me, William!” “You have a cut on your cheeks!” His voice is shocked and trembling. My hand touch my cheek and it instantly gets stained in what I’m certain is blood. My teeth grit and I glare at him, “and whose fault is it?” “I’m sorry. I was never aiming for you. She’s the one I was aiming at.” He pulls another gun from behind him and again he points it at Mia and so I step in front of Mia. “You want to shoot her? You would have to go through me, William.” His
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“My wife said something that has been hunting me for a while and it was that I could decide how I wanted to be remembered in life. As a coward or as a brave man.” William ~ I get up from the bed and put on my jean trousers and the only shirt I can find around, which is William’s, and with the paper still in my hand I storm out of the room. I walk to the living room, where there are about four guards positioned at different corners. How the fuck does he get to decide such a terrible fate by himself? What makes him so sure there isn’t another way? I swear I will kick him harder on his junk if I ever see him again. “Where is William?” I ask one man in a black suit as I approach him. “William said to not disclose his whereabouts to anybody Mrs McQueen.” I grit my teeth and my cheeks heat in fury, “I am not anybody you dick, I’m his wife!” I hold myself from hitting him like the stupid fuck deserves and I step away from him. I draw a deep, angry breath and head for my room when I see
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“Says the man that once told me he’d never let me go.” Karen~ I pick up the keys Simon drops on the table and follow Simon out of the room. He’s walking really fast and I double up my pace to keep up with him. “You want me to go to him?” I finally asked, glancing up at him. He shakes his head a little. “No, you’re no longer a kid. I know that and William does, too. He just ignores that most times. But since you want to go to him so I’m helping you do that. Just don’t make me regret it.” I grab him by his arm before hugging him tightly. “Thank you.” We walk to the door and Simon and I step out, but the two guards at each side of the door walk towards us. “What are you doing Simon?” Demands one guard as they both approach us. “We are going to William and you can try to stop us.” “She isn’t going anywhere!” the other one says. “Come, take her then.” Simon nuzzles me aside and the next moment, I see them throwing fists and punches at each other. Of course, two against one is unf
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“I can’t have your blood on my hands. I can’t lose you, and I won’t!” William~ My eyes open in a room with three people in lab coats and mask over their nose and a rubber cap over their head. They are all standing around me and they seem to do something to me. With all my might, I force my hand up to grab the wrist of the one standing beside me. He turns and looks down at me and my mouth opens to speak. “You’re in the hospital, ma you’re saf—” “Don’t tell him,” I cut her off, “please, the baby.” “You need to relax and let us help you, ma.” Is the reply of the lady in green with a white face mask. “Don’t tell him,” I keep on murmuring until everything fades off. When my eyes open again, I’m alone in the room... My eyes drop to my side and I see William there, his head is resting against the handle of the bed and his face shows great signs of fatigue and under his eyes are bags signalling lack of sleep. I notice he’s still in the same clothes as he was when I came back from Oxfor
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“You’ve just been there. Through my worst and darkest hour and I guess I wanted that, I wanted you.” Japhia ~ The next three months were the slowest I’ve ever had. William stayed another week after the new year before going home. It was a decision we both hated because we wanted to be with each other, but; we didn’t want to be completely selfish. It was time for work, school and a lot of other things and more than anything, it was time to go apart for a while. A while almost became forever. Many mornings I’d wake up craving William beside me and at night needing his voice to put me to sleep. The need grew as the days turned into weeks, and soon I became lovesick, according to Japhia. “I miss you and it’s literally making me sick,” I whine as I walked inside and then on the light. I hear him chuckle over the phone and my face heat. “You’re saying I made you sick?” “I won’t say you didn’t,” I pout as I pull off my jacket, then I realise this trick won’t work on him ‘cause he can’t
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“Do you know how I feel? You act like you own nothing, but you’re wrong, Karen, cause you own me.” William~ My heart doubles in beat and I turn around to see William standing in the kitchen with black jean, a white inn and a brown leather jacket. There’s a bit of snow on his blonde hair, which is now shorter than I remember, but his stubble beard remains.Nothing compares to having William here now and to be honest, I’m lost for words to say as those grey eyes pierce into mine.“Hey,” he begins, as if knowing my predicament. “Hey, how did you get in?”There’s a smile at the corner of his lips, “I’ve still got Hope’s key with me.”I press my lip together, “I thought you had a lot of work to do before closing for the year.” He steps towards me. “I did, I do and I’ll do them. But did you think I’ll let my wife spend her favourite holiday alone?” “No,” I reply, “So you were here when I called?” He nods and my lips slowly press together and my eyes wander around.“You’re not happy to s
