-Lorelei –
I just got off the phone with Leo. A video call. I’m the owner of my pharmacy but still the only worker and using cellphones while working is prohibited but I couldn’t help it.I have no customers coming in anyway. I sighed, while sitting behind the show glass. My pharmacy is a small, thriving business but it’s location is great. I’m sure it’ll pick up soon enough especially since I have wealthy friends. I sighed. Just the thought is draining. After my father remarried, he cut mother and I out of his will. I needed to work to pay for college and feed. Elaine poisoned his mind against us so much that he doesn’t see us as family. Mom doesn’t go out much anymore, he makes her feel like shit and that’s why I need to work hard. To survive for both of us.In spite of it all, Leo is my safe place. It’s weird, and I know. We’ve been together for a year and the only time I see him, like facially, is via video call and his shitty network always breaks the line. I know he’s pretty but is it wrong to say I don’t exactly know what he looks like because we don’t see often. I share my pictures a lot, but he’s not so photogenic and I’m cool with that, because I love him.I know he’s handsome, I think that’s okay for me.My door bell rang and I straightened my uniform. You might think it’s weird to have a door bell in my pharmacy, but I need something to alert me when customers come in. Because I could be doing something stupid. And I'm sure you know what I mean by stupid.Alexa and Rose strode in, holding shopping bags. They’ve been my friends since like forever. I’m glad things are going smoothly for them but sometimes, it makes me wish things ended up differently for me. I want to be spoiled. I want to go shopping without the care in the world. I want to have a household where I can live peacefully. Where I’ll be treated nicely. But those dreams are just too far away from me.Especially now. I don’t think I’ll be able to handle rent and feeding if I dwell on my past. I barely make enough to save for my future. Life’s hard for me, especially when I don’t accept help. It’s not like I don’t want it. My father scares me. If my own blood can treat me like shit, I wonder how badly other people will if I’m indebted to them.People change, sometimes, not in the best way but I have to accept that and move on. I cleared my throat and faked a smile. “You girls seem to be having fun.”“In fact, we are!” Alexa beamed, walking toward me. “And tonight we’ll have the best of our lives.” She stamped her hand on the top of my show glass then drew the other hand clustered with shopping bags to the side of her mouth and whispered. “We’re going to get laid.”I rolled my eyes. They never changed. Well I have. I needed to mature early for the sake of my life and mom’s.“Ten packs of your best condoms please!” Rose yelled from the side of the store. “And anything flavoured or enhancing in bed.”“Rose if you want a better orgasm go to a sex shop, not a pharmacy.” Alexa taunted and I laughed.“Ten packs of condoms coming right up. And two flavoured ones.” I said with a sly grin.Rose made her way toward us. “Now this is why I love you!”I giggled. “Reciprocated.” I scanned each item through the till and the price showed on the screen. She tapped her card.“Want a receipt?” I asked, putting her items in a bag.“Yes! Give it to me.” Rose beamed loudly. Her voice is playful. “I want to count how much fun I had when I get wasted.”Alexa shuddered.“Like you’re any different.” Rose said as a matter of factly. I can hear the humour in her tone.“Well, I’m not like you. I hide mine well.” Alexa said with a smile.“Sure, I’ll do you the favour and share.” Rose said and Alexa hissed. “Thank you Lei. Let’s go Alex!” She fanned me air kisses then headed to the door.“I really wish you could join us.” Lexa said. There’s that look again. One of sympathy and pity. Well I don’t need that look every damn time. It’s one of the reasons I avoid hanging out with them. My life is different now. The sooner they understand that hundred percent, the better for me. It’s hard for me too. “Are you sure you don’t want my help. Rora, I don’t mind at all. You can have my card.”I tried to hide my sneer with a smile. “Thank you, but I want to do this on my own. It’s my own therapy.”Lexa sighed. “You never budge, do you?”“Not since you’ve known me.” I winked.“If you ever need anything. Call me. I’m always here.”I never thought I’d need anything but I nodded. “Thanks. Have a nice outing.”“Alex, hurry up!” Rose yelled from outside. Alex needs to go.“I’ll catch you later.” She muttered and waved.“Bye. See you soon. Hey! Tell your friends to fall sick!”“I sure will.” Her tone was like a whisper. “Maybe I’ll poison their coffee.”My facial expression changed to one of horror.“I’m kidding.” Lexa added and I breath a sigh of relief. She walked out the door and my door bell rang again. I sighed. Poisoning their coffee would be nice. With laxatives or certain antibiotics. It’ll keep them coming here from time to time to buy things that aren’t condoms or pregnancy test kit or pregnancy pills. Ugh, I forgot how infuriating rich offsprings are! To think I was one of them. At least I was careful, they’re not.If no one falls sick, my drugs will decay in my store and that’ll be a tremendous loss for me that I can not afford. I held myself from crying but tears are begging to pop out.That’s when a notification diverted my attention and I sniffed. Wiping my eyes. One’s from dad and the other is from Leo.Leo: I was able to bend through my schedule. I’ll see you on Thursday night.Oh. That made me smile. He always has the best timing. I ran my eyes through the other message that popped on my screen.Dad: Get back home immediately. We have something to discuss.Even from here, I could feel his irritation through the text.I chose to text dad first.Me: I can’t. I’m at work.He can’t just boss me around. Especially when he doesn’t support me financially or at all. But at least he provides shelter. Without that, I’ll live on the streets with mom. That’s the only thing keeping me from defying his needs. I won’t make mom suffer more than she already has because of me.Dad: I will pay for every sale you’d have lost. In fact, I’ll double it. Come home this instant and don’t make me make you regret it.I shivered, reading this. He went offline. I sighed. I guess I’m closing early today. I took off my tag and ID card. Maybe it’s a good thing. He rarely ever wants to see me. Maybe something touched his heart.Or not. I could never expect anything good out of that man. But just today, I’ll try to be positive.– Lorelei – My mother welcomed me at the door. She was mute but her eyes did the talking. She looks sad and miserable. Like something was wrong but not something she could talk about. Worry was written all over my face seeing her this way. Mom looks sick. Her fingers are wrinkled and skinny but she’s not old. She had me at the age of nineteen, and I’m in my twenties. I fucking hate dad! I hate the man she married. I sometimes wish he was not my father. How can someone be so cruel to treat someone he claimed to love this way? What kind of bewitchment is this? “Is dad here?” I asked calmly, staring deep into mom’s eyes. She shook her head. “How are you mother? Eaten?” I asked and she shook her head again. I was cross. I thought so. I held the gift bag in front of me. “I bought something for you.” I muttered, handing it over. I am broke but dad might pay me so much today anyway and she deserves something nice. Her brows tensed when she saw it. Ever since dad remarried, mom refused to
– Lorelei – I sat by the water fountain in our garden alone, looking for a distraction to clear my head from the drama. It's morning and I took a day off work. Today is Thursday. Richard and Elaine want me to move out of their house tomorrow morning. I sighed. The news was a shocker and I still haven’t read the document nor have I told Leo. I don’t want to scare him away. Part of me is scared that if he knows I’m entitled to another man, he’ll leave me. I shouldn’t be worried because I know he loves me but Leo and I never really met. I don’t know him aside from his social media presence which he showed me. I don't know if that’s the real him, the man I fell in love with or he’s just hiding under a facade, I won’t know. I sighed, letting my legs play in the water, gently splashing around. Him coming on Thursday would've given me the chance to get to know him better, bond and get close. I bit my lower lip in anger and clenched my fists. But that has changed. I hate my father! I do
- Ace - A notification ding brought my attention to my phone laying next to me on my bed. It's Friday. I want to deny it but I can't get that lady out of my mind. Each time, I keep wondering when she'll get here even though I'm not supposed to. Could my need for revenge have blossomed to something more? Or I am just so desperate to ruin her? Whichever it is, this should be fun. I sighed and sat up then picked up my phone. It's nothing important, just work stuff and a message from my typical stalker, Leah. I chose to ignore it and threw my phone back on the bed. I'm bored. Ridiculously bored at this fine hour and I don't know what to do. I ran my eyes across my room and exhaled. How can a man who has everything he could ever want be this.... I don't know, lonely? A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. "Yes?" I groaned. "Your visitor has arrived." Marco's voice was firm. As always, he's formal. "Which one?" I asked, leaning my elbow on my thighs. "Richard Stanley's daughte
- LORELEI -The moment I stepped into my room, I banged the door shut and huffed while leaning my back on the door. My fingers wandered around my chest, trying to feel my heartbeat. My heart is pounding really hard and fast against my chest. What the heck was that? Why on Earth does he have to be so infuriating and scary?And large. And direct. And dominating. My breath hitched as I let my mind wander back to when he stood in front of me.He has pretty eyes and thick, long eyelashes. And he's pretty. And hot. Even though I hate him for buying me and forcing me to marriage because of a motive, he sure has some good qualities. Physical qualities. My body sank down and my ass dropped hard on the floor. I rested my head and body on the door all through the slide and huffed. He dislikes me too, you know, I thought, staring at the pink wall in front of me. All he wants to do is ruin me. My throat tightened at the thought. I have heard rumours about him yet I didn't really care about them
- ACE - She's something. That woman. Quite interesting if I must say, and quite fun to tease. I will enjoy toying with her very much. At least, that's the most close to a bond I can have with someone. Lorelei is feisty. The kind I love. My sadistic self enjoys playing with vulnerable, bratty women while making them fall in love with me, not because I'll love them back, but it's become a habit. When I see pretty things, the only instinct in my head is to break them. That's why they should stay away from me. Because I will cause their demise. But this one wronged me and I won't let her go till she has paid for every dime of pent up frustration that incident caused me. I stared at the skyscrapers in front of me through the glass walls of my office. My hands are dug in my pocket. It's quite alarming that I think about her even when I'm at work. It's quite disgusting that I do. I hate her. I've been thinking of ways to make her suffer but the moment she's by my side, it just happens t
- ACE - I pushed the glass door open and walked in. A bell jingle slid in my ears. It's soft and pleasant to hear. That made a grin form on my face. The familiar scent of new fabrics and lavender air freshener slid into my nose as I waltzed into a boutique. I held the bouquet gently in one hand. "Sorry hunny, we're closed." A lady said curtly, giving me a sharp glance then averting her gaze to the person she was having a conversation with in front of her. I stood there and spread my hands to both sides, maintaining my smile. I can't wait till she turns and sees who it is. "Sorry mister but we're clo-" The lady in a golden, body hug dress turned to face me and stopped talking. Her dress meets at the center of her tits forming a 'V' from her shoulder sleeve, which is held together by a brooche. Like a robe, a slit drew from her thighs to the floor, where the dress ended. "Isabel Rosa. A pleasure to meet you." I said with a smirk. She's my designer and old time friend as well. Isa
- ACE -Isabel stormed out of the dressing room angrily with all of her stuff held disorderly in her hand and over her shoulders. Her hair is messy and she looks drained of energy. Just a few hours with Lorelei left her looking fifty years older. She shot me an angry stare. "Don't you ever call me again to dress her up. Ever! Or I'll sue you." She raged and continued forward. It's late, my intention was to let her crash in tonight but I guess that option is off the list. "Thank you so much for your time, querida." I said. Isabel stopped, dropped everything on her right hand down and pointed her middle finger at me. "I'm being underpaid for this stress." She fell to the ground to pick up her things. Everything else she held scattered all over the place and her attempt to arrange them made it worse. She obviously needs help and I know she doesn't want mine. "Marco, do assist." I ordered politely and he went. Their banter was entertaining to watch as she constantly refused his offer t
- LORELEI -I watched the back of his body as he walks away from me. The slam of the door made me flinch and I sighed. My brows curled while watching him. This human everyone talks so highly and dirty about confuses the shit out of me. So far, I haven't witnessed any rude or harsh behaviour from him and it scares me. Not because I want to be treated badly, but because I'm worried he's waiting to make me his before showing his true self to me. I'm worried about what will happen if my plan doesn't go according to the way I want it to. It's the day after tomorrow, my wedding. Also the day I shall leave for the airport. I thought I had the whole thing figured out but now, I don't think so. I haven't left this house in days and it's not because I don't want to, but because he hasn't let me. I swallowed and peered my gaze on the floor. That's when I noticed I am standing in the same spot. I took a deep breath in and sighed. My ear plugs are still in my ears but I'm not listening to music
- ACE - I turn to the other side, laying restlessly on my bed. I feel uneasy. Really uneasy. During these past few minutes, I have spent my time making decisions and unmaking already made decisions which I thought I settled on but later broke the resolve to carry on with it. I turn again, this time, my back finds comfort on my bed and my head is directed upwards to face the ceiling. The one thing who has been keeping me this restive is not even here. It’s my wife. I swallow. Not once has she left my mind since she evacuated my home and after so much hatred for my thoughts and fighting it, I’ve finally agreed to let it be. I can’t stop thinking about her, even though I don’t want to but I guess I can accept her disturbing my mind as my own slow, non-deadly poison. The type of venom that’s pestful but not harmful. A half smirk paints my lips. That is definitely the word to describe Lorelei. I let out a sigh. She’s out there with some man while I’m here acting like a baby d
- LORELEI - I check my phone again, checking in on the uber booking. My ride is almost here. This makes a smile form on my face as I let my hand fall down to hang freely. I feel uncomfortable. Thrilled yet uncomfortable. The night breeze is somewhat chilly on my skin but I don’t have a jacket with me, I didn’t think I’d need one till I stepped outside but I don’t want to go back in to get one. The last thing I want is to stumble across my lawfully, wedded ‘husband’. I scoff and roll my eyes at the same time. That’ll definitely be problematic. I let out a sigh, staring out the gate in anticipation. Ace hurt my arm. My balm aided to reduce the swelling but not the tinted colour and that was where foundation came in. If my date doesn’t really take little things into detail, he won’t notice. My hands rest on the opposite arms as I voice out a shiver. The weather is getting chillier. I rub my hands on my arms gently. It aids with producing just the right amount of heat to keep
- ACE - I look out the window, with what I think is rage burning through every inch of my body to my very soul watching her nicely dressed in my compound, preparing to leave. She’s going on with it. With this date. Lorelei has completely chosen to be unreasonable with her decisions even though it’s not safe for her. Blatantly choosing to defy me is one thing, but on the verge of her own safety? That’s another thing that I find highly stupid. What is wrong with her? And why do I even care? The thing is, I don’t know but I’m so bothered and pretending that I’m not is not helping. I don’t think it is doing me any good. Maybe another accident and visit to the hospital will leave her being sensible about casual outings with random men. Someone random to me, maybe not to her? I can’t tell, I didn’t ask, but from the little I heard from her conversation, it seemed so. My brows furrow as I watch her. She looks beautiful. I hate that she looks this beautiful. I hate that she’s c
- LORELEI - He’s so impossible. I dip two of my fingers in an ointment jar and gently massage my arm. My brows crease slightly as I wince. Thanks to this asshole of a man, I have a bruise on my arm. I take a deep breath, taking more ointment then reapplying it on my arm. At least, it’s not extreme physical abuse. . . I think, blowing air on my arm. . . . I’m used to being maltreated so this is nothing compared to it. He will have to do more than that to make me shiver. More than he did yesterday? After all, from what I remember, all he did was speak and it left you crying like a baby. I scoff at my thoughts. It’s true, his words got to me, but after spending nearly half my life receiving verbal abuse and taking it all in because I had no choice, I was bound to break down some day. Maybe yesterday was that day and last night was that hour. I take a deep breath then let out an exhale slowly. That will be the last time I’d cry for a man. All men have done is disappoint me sinc
- ACE - I let out a sigh walking through the corridor and having a quick glance through in the room of every door I come across. You could say I’m looking for something. More like someone and as much as I’d love to deny it, it’s true. I want to meet her. Not to apologise per se, but to sympathise. I was wrong last night and I need her to know that as much as I don’t give a shit about her, there’s a teeny part of pity in me who feels sorry for fragile, weak women. Well, that’s what I want her to think. Deep down, I know I’ve been fazed by the nightmare. While the thought of having someone share my sorrow is nice, I don’t want to. . . I take a short pause, trying to think of the right word. . . Lose someone in the process. Someone it’s getting apparent that drives me mad. In the bad way, not the butterflies nonsense people declare they go through. Yet, despite this, I don’t want to lose this person. At least, not until I’ve gotten the revenge I’ve so ardently craved for
- LORELEI - “Don’t say a word.” I murmur to her, holding my hand up to hush her before she even attempts to speak. “Just follow behind me quietly.” I add. “I don’t even want to hear the sound of your feet on the ground as you walk.” Call me evil but after crying my eyes out last night, any slight noise will induce a headache and that is the last thing I want. Claire, seemingly reasonable, did not answer me. You know, I tend to like her more when she’s quiet. My hand draws up my face to rest on the bridge of my nose as I let out an exhale. I’m starving. And since I cannot eat without him, I will be faced with another insufferable experience while sat opposite him, the thought just happens to not leave my mind. Imagine dining with one’s tormentor knowing escape is not an option because you belong to him legally. Not by choice, but my purchase. I am a human being but it doesn’t seem like it. And Ace has made it clear he will break me till I am nothing but ruined. It’s ironic. H
- LORELEI - I let out a sigh, staring at my weary reflection in the mirror. Underneath my eyes are sore. I cried myself to bed last night. A half smile barely made its way to my lips before crumbling back to the hard stare at myself in the mirror. My life is miserable but I want to quit complaining about it. It never changes anything, and now that I’m. . . Married. . . I doubt anything is going to change. At least, not much in the way I want it to. I sniff, rinsing my face for the umpteenth time. The redness of my nose and eyes do not seem to falter and the last thing I want is to walk down those stairs and have him know his words got to me yesterday. So what if I’m broke and have nothing to my name? I ask myself, an attempt to boost my confidence. At least I’m not some trust fund child who grew to be an entitle adult. At least I worked hard and paid for everything I’ve had sin
- ACE - Early this morning, I woke up to something alarming. Not bad news or something of that sort. It was a bad dream. Never have I thought I’d be plagued by nightmares and never have I thought it would be so bad that it would leave my mind disheveled. It was so vivid and horrifying. A dream of the one moment that has plagued me nearly all through my life. The one moment where everything I held dear crumbled all because I was weak, just with a little twist. Am I still weak? I remembered myself asking me in my dream. No! A solemn whisper cried, talking to me. It was recognisable to be my own voice yet it was not me speaking. You’re strong- the voice continued. Then why do people I care about keep falling into accidents? Keep dying for my sake? I questioned the voice. A chuckle echoed, an eerie one bubbling through the darkness all around me. Suddenly, I saw blood. The image of the terrifying sight of the gory view of her replayed in my head on a loop. I saw every part
[Hello reader! After a long hiatus, I am back and continuing this story for good! Do read and enjoy! Also, I did read my previous chapters and realised I switched tenses a lot, for this reason, I will be sticking with present tense. Enjoy the chapter!] - ACE - Lorelei is not home. I can’t help but worry. I sent Isabel to pick her up but I arrived here before her and it leaves me feeling incredibly unsettled. Not because Lorelei is a pain in the ass to Isabel but because of this accident. And also because of the fact that Catherine mentioned her, my mind reminds. I let out a sigh, raising my hand up to peak at the time on my wrist watch. I’ve been here for hours yet there has been no sign of her. After a very stressful day today with the annual, company meeting, this is not something I thought would be a bother to me. I’ll call Isabel. I dip my hand in my pocket to pick my phone when the door comes open. I’m standing not too far from it so it wasn’t hard to miss. Waltzing