Suspicious
“Something is wrong?’ she voiced her suspicion. “I am not sure how to go about discovering the truth but I have to know.” She rubs her arms trying to put a bit of warmth on her skin. Still alert she looked around just making sure that car wasn’t close to follow her again.
“That’s also another thing, who was following me?” Again only her voice echoes around her.
Sammy stands outside in the bright sunlight looking oddly at her left hand. It has become a habit of sorts for her to look at her finger then having the oddest notion she was missing something vital. For the life of her though she can’t seem to comprehend what it might be. Furthermore not knowing made her heart ache.
“I know I am supposed to search for the answer I apparently had told TheoFista about. Amongst all my whirling thoughts though how would I discern between what is right and what is wrong? The basic tru
Missing someone“What happened, Charlie?”“You were not in Cape Town. I didn’t know where to go. I thought home would be the safest place. I was mistaken however.”“I had an accident. I lost some of my memory. What on earth is going on? Who was in the car following us?”Sammy watches her intently waiting for her answer as truth between them.“I lost my way again, Sammy. I made such a mess and saw something I shouldn’t have. You are always the safest place to run too but now I have put you in jeopardy. You really don’t need that.”“We’ll figure things out, Charlie.”“When I went to search for you I found a man and messed in his private life. If he catches me there will be hell to pay. However he certainly is handsome.”Both women become quiet when they hear footsteps on gravel. Charlie pushes Sammy deeper into the overhanging
What’s missing?Sammy step into the Top of the Town restaurant. Earlier in the evening when she at last sneaked home she found TheoFista and David waiting for her. They are quite insistent that she should go out with them that night.Since she discovered a lie told by Harold and Margie she decided to avoid them as best she can. When she rummaged through her rucksack she come upon this black number she is wearing now. The moment she saw it, she had the irresistible urge to wear it. Her thoughts circled briefly around her mysterious man hidden within her.David stands agape when he sees her. He kisses her on both cheeks before pulling out her chair. It is clear she didn’t even realize she was stunning.“I am the jealous fish wife type but I must say you are gorgeous. I am telling you again, you are perfect for my brother. Of late he is so grumpy I just can’t handle it anymore. I am certain when you handle him we will see lau
ThoughtfulSammy become aware that someone was looking at her. Sitting upright in the middle of her bed her eyes searched the bedroom carefully. The space was darkened except for the moon that peeked through the half drawn curtains.Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary but she still feels the intensity of the eyes. She definitely wasn’t alone. Throwing the blankets from her body she reaches out to switch her night light on. Pulling on her gown she stands in the middle of the room frightened but strangely stubborn. She tries sensing from where the ominous looks are coming from. Her door was shut so there must be something else out of character in here.The watchful eyes continued looking at her. The very arrogance of it all made her angry.Looking around in her bedroom, everything was basic in its necessity. Moving towards her wardrobe she opens the door wide clothes that apparently were hers was hanging there. Reaching deeper inside she
Storm Sammy watches the approaching storm. She found herself agitated and worried into a sense of stress. She keeps looking at her closed bedroom door. She instinctively feels a lurking darkness waiting for her. Meanwhile… “Peter, the storm is coming.” Charlie brushes the goose bumps from her arms the worry ringing clear in her voice. “So its nature,” “It’s a time of fear for Sammy.” “What do you mean?” “She associates storms with fire. Before her brother died, she nearly lost him in one.” Charlie looks him straight in the eyes for the first time. She hides nothing in her gaze. “I messed up. I brought danger into her life. I know where she is. Go to her, please.” “Give me the address.” Peter stand. It is clear her worry found an echoing corner within him. Sammy sleep huddled in the bed. The storm was still in the distance but already she feels its effect on her. She covers her he
Fragmented memoriesLifting her head she listened. She heard the crying of a baby. Her stumbling feet took a walk into the depths of the smoking house. She saw through child eyes the furtive movements of two adults trying to flee from the house. Her mind took a spinning tumble, her eyes turned towards the lightening kaleidoscope within the darken sky. For what felt like an eternity she just stared into the sky…Her mind was spinning again finding her as a teenager in her bedroom, intrigued with the picture against the wall. A closer look and she saw two eyes looking back at her, their intent clearly menacing. Their hands were reaching for her wrapping around her throat. She struggled before she saw her body rolling down a hill before landing in a ditch. She stood once she scrambled back onto her feet. Everything was blindly dark then too starkly white. This makes the confusion spin rampantly through her mind. Looking at the twirling world she tried her best to
Approaching storm…Sammy climbed into her bed with the secure intent of finding in the morning what had happened in her partly forgotten but almost now regained past. She will find a way to learn about the deception taught in this house to her. There seemed to be scandals and secrets around her. This made her realize she should step carefully between the thorns.They tried to cover the truth but little cracks in their stories were about to show it. They insist in telling her that they raised her. David told her he knew her parents that must mean they were around while she was growing stronger.What has her in constant doubt was which truth was as it were and the facts they seemed to create just for her? Why are they lying? It really seem clear they want to hoodwink her into believing their truth. The question of whom she should trust was ringing in her mind.The lightening played electrifying in front of her window. She covered her head to
Echoes“I can constantly hears the echoes but I don’t know where the wind was blowing from.” Sammy voiced her inner thoughts.“Why don’t you tell me the rhythm of your thoughts?’“I feel my heart was on a constant journey. I just need to hold on. I feel one day I will be at the place I am supposed to be.” She stood upright.Peter wrapped the towel around her holding her close to his heart. She turned within the circle of his arms her hand resting over his heart. She reached up to brush and felt the texture of his chin. She enjoyed the roughness of his beard stubbles.“I should be wary of this fantasy I just stepped into.” She whispered beneath his chin.“Don’t be afraid of what you are feeling. There is only truth between us. Nothing will be forced onto you either. You lead I’ll follow.”“If I allow myself to play out this fantasy into r
FrustrationPeter woke again during the early morning hours. He was seriously frustrated with himself now when he found, again she had slipped from his arms. He climbed through the window rounding the house just in time to see the black car outside.Approaching the car the driver pulled away.Sammy stood there at the end of the street cast in silhouettes of the early morning dawn with the sheer power of her being made him aware of her actual presence. He walked towards her and as he approached he noticed she was just looking at her hands.“What is wrong love?”She looked up at him and the raw pain knifed him right through to the heart.“Who am I? Why do I want to belong with you? I feel the strength of fear leaving me breathless. I see something but I don’t understand it.”“What do you see? Tell me.”“My mind at first blanks then something dangerous me watching a gun.&rdq