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CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Uh oh... What on earth is going on? Can't Jared and Leah just have some peace and quiet? Always Writing, T. C. SARAH
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“The number you’ve dialled is switched off. You can…” I cut off the answering machine. I’d done this over 10 times now and it just gave me the same answer.“Are you sure it’s actually missing, that someone took it and you didn’t just lose it?”“It was a Taylor Swift concert you know, and it seems like a stretch to assume someone actually followed you all the way to a concert just to steal your phone.”Was I actually being paranoid and Jared was right?“I dunno…” I bit my lip nervously.“You’re probably right. The person just bumped into me. I could’ve actually lost the phone in the crowd.” I ran my fingers through my hair, hoping our assumptions were accurate.There wasn’t anything incriminating on it per se if an actual stranger picked it up but if it was someone who knew what they were searching for, they’d be able to figure what was what and who was who, even if I’d saved Jared’s contact as asshole1 and never changed it.But then again, that would imply they already knew about us a
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“Hey.” I rubbed Alyssa’s shoulders as she kept fidegting.“You’ll be fine stop worrying.” She took off her oven mitts and slammed it against the kitchen counter.“Do you think we should’ve ordered out? We should’ve ordered out. This is a disaster.” I’d never seen her spiral out of control like this. She must have really like him.“This…” I gestured to the elaborate dishes on the table. I didn’t even know she could cook that well.“… looks fantastic. I’m pretty sure it’ll taste as good. You have nothing to worry about.” She looked at me like she still needed more assurance.“And, in the off chance that it doesn’t taste great, although I’m pretty sure Aarav wouldn’t say anything, you could just tell him it was me. I am a horrible cook.” Her gaze turned light as she cracked a smile.“You? Cook an elaborate traditional Indian dish?” She rolled her eyes at me.“Aarav will smell that lie from the garage.”“Hey! I was just trying to make you feel better. Besides, I think the gesture is all t
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“Are you okay?” “Hmm?” “You’ve been out of it since you came back downstairs.” I looked at Jared who didn’t have his eyes on me but there was a slight tilt of his lips. “Yeah no. I’m fine. I’m good.” Even I didn’t believe myself but it didn’t seem like the appropriate topic to discuss right then and there. “O...kay.” She gave me a weird look and grabbed wine from the fridge. Everyone found some space to sit in the living room as we watched a movie together. “Oh none for me.” I said, when I saw Alyssa grab four glass cups. “You don’t drink?” Aarav asked. “Nope. I think wine’s overrated.” Alyssa gasped, holding the cups to her chest. I simply rolled my eyes and watched her pour into each glass. Jared seemed quiet though and I wondered what was going through his head. “You okay?” I asked him, nudging his knee since I was on the floor and he was on the couch. He threaded his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp. I closed my eyes in bliss and let him do what he was doing.
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“You know, if you started being mean back to them, you’d be totally fine. How do you think I get them to back off?” I shook my head at Becka. “They only get meaner.” Becka and I were in the same grade but we didn’t belong to the same world. She was stupid ass rich. She and the rest of the entire school. I’d gotten in on a scholarship and when the kids at school found out, they started calling me ‘the project’. I’d usually ignore them but the bullying increased when none of the teachers at school would come to my aid. They had preferred to look the other way, since the students were the ones paying their school fees. I thought it was weird that payment came directly from the parents and not from the school authority. “Everyone just thinks it’s cool to mess with me because I don’t have money and the teachers would rather turn a blind eye since I’m on scholarship.” Becka’s hands found my shoulder and squeezed. “Pretty sure it’s not because you don’t have money…” I threw her an offende
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As I lay my head against my bed, many thoughts raced through it. Someone knew. Whomever it was was biding their time.Classes were the furthest thing from my mind and I realised how careless I was being. This person knew Jared’s house and had followed me there on several occasions without my knowledge.Vanessa hadn’t shown up at the house even though she’d promised to be back and it didn’t seem far fetched that she would do it.“Jared, what do we do?”“I remember getting a text when I came over to your place after the function and thought nothing of it. I should’ve known.” Jared frowned but the damage had already been done.“For now, you do nothing.” I looked at him with a puzzled look on my face.“Nothing? How about you?”“I’ll handle it and in the mean time, we need to get you a new phone.”I got a new phone that morning and kept his name as Asshole1 just in case anything happened.I dialed the only other number on my phone and it only rang twice before it was picked.“Hey, it’s Lea
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As I held the box in my head, I tried to link every event that could lead to this. Had Jared been able to find it for me? How did it end up in my hands again after all this while. I couldn’t have Ashley listening in on the conversation so, I left the building, box in hand and paranoid.I dialed Alyssa immediately.“Hey. How a…” I cut her off because this was more important.“Remember Taylor Swift’s concert?”“Uhh...yeah? Best night of my life, remember?”“Yeah, mine too but you know my phone went missing there…”“Yeah. Leah, what’s going on?”“I’m holding it.”“What?!” I pulled the phone away from my ear before she broke it.“I’m holding it. It’s in one piece. Nothing’s broken and the…” My voice broke off when I saw a little white envelope beneath the phone.“I’ll call you back.”“Leah don’t hang up o…” I put my phone in my pocket and took out the piece of paper.What if the person was watching? I looked around, scanning for anything weird but what could be considered weird? I’d been
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We both huddled in the living room as Jared video-called us on Alyssa’s tablet. “Open the box.” I opened it and brought out the phone and white envelope. “What’s that?” “You didn’t tell me there was a white envelope in it.” He turned to Alyssa, a glare on his face. “Don’t look at me. She didn’t tell me either.” It was like watching two siblings fighting “I haven’t opened it yet.” They both turned to look at me. “Go on then…” Alyssa urged me. With trembling hands, I opened the envelope. There were pictures of us at the concert and a short written note. “Stay away from him or else…” “That’s it?” I nodded. “Damn I look good in this. Whoever this person is, they’re a very good photographer.” I snatched the photo from her hands, mildly irritated. “This isn’t all fun and games. Our lives could be in danger.” She looked at me apologetically and muttered a sorry. I looked up at Jared who had a thoughtful expression on his face. “Can you send a picture of the note to me?” “Jer, thi
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“I received your answers over the weekend and I must say, I am quite impressed. However, I have several complaints from a certain group to switch to another.”“First, I want to clarify that your groups are permanent till the end of the semester.” I heard a few groans from behind me and I knew in an instant who those groans were from.“Miss Leah…” My eyes snapped up to meet the woman who stood in front of us as our lecturer. I braced myself for what was coming. The scowl on her face could not be mistaken for any other thing asides disdain.“Please treat your colleagues nicely. Just because you’ve won an award doesn’t make you better than them or give you the right to treat them like you are.” She said with a faux smile on her face. My mouth slightly widened at the insult. Was it legal to say things like that to students? In public?A few snickers reached my ears and I pretended like it didn’t hurt.I was already dealing with life poorly. It’d be death to give the sharks something to fe
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Jared and Leah did become friends again but their interests lay somewhere else. They realised they were made for bigger things and they would do that outside the cave they once existed as lovers and even if something were to happen between them, it would take more time than expected for it to happen. Aly, Aarav, Jared, Jack and Leah remained friends but things would change over time. Work, family, life and ambition would force that circle to expand to others too. You may imagine that Leah and Jared ended up together or not. You are the author of that story, a work of fiction is a work of fiction. Author’s Note (I hope this doesn’t come off as offensive): I’ve seen some comments about therapy seeming like a bad thing. Therapy is not weakness, it is an admittance that you need help you may not be able to provide yourself. Mental health issues are not a joke and deserve audience. Some of us have been through traumatic experiences, loss of loved ones, accidents, bullying, harassmen
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THIRD PERSON'S POVLeah looked different. There was something about her, like a light that surrounded her and her eyes looked burdenless. Maybe it was the Norway air, but she seemed ... better. Both she and Jared did."Mr Deric?" The secretary had her head cocked to the side, wondering why her guest was awe-struck, standing in the doorway."Sorry." Jared shook his head and walked in. Leah had a smile on her face as she watched him walk in. She recognised that air of confidence that usually surrounded him and couldn't stop watching him.Her attention was called by the men that surrounded her, as she spoke, she seemed to put everyone in a trance. Jared didn't hear a word she said, only observing how comfortable and right at home she felt."I have called this meeting here today because of a different kind of alliance about to be brokered between Norway and the US. Miss Leah Thomas has come as a financial representative of the BridgeStone Foundation, a company spearheaded by the governmen
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Jared’s POVLetting Leah go was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do but I did it for her and myself. I was wrong to assume she’d come running back to my arms because I saved her. I smiled wryly to myself.I hadn’t seen her in quite a long while and our paths never crossed again. Aly was beyond pissed that she tried to leave without telling her but she quickly forgave her when she saw her condition. They talked all the time too and that was why I knew what she was up to most of the time.“Do you regret it?” I looked at the lady before me, she was seated behind her desk, peering down at me with curiosity. “What?” I’d zoned out for a minute and didn’t hear her.“Do you regret it? Letting her go.” I inhaled sharply. I’d been coming here for months. When Aarav asked me why I thought I needed a therapist, my reply was ‘who doesn’t?’“Not really. It was her decision but I got to understand much later. It would have been selfish of me to ask her to stay when she needed to go.” I f
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I waited for him to clear his bed and offer me a seat before I sat. I shook my head internally. How did it get to this? I asked myself.‘You did it.’ I exhaled loudly and watched him perch himself on his work chair. He turned to me and rose his brows as if to say ‘what did you want to talk about?’ I cleared my throat and rubbed my clammy hands against my gown. I’d resorted to wearing gowns due to the fact that it was less constricting than most and easier to pull off, I just had to undo the zip and let the dress fall to my legs.“Yeah… uhm…” He continued looking at me and I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I found interest in the bedsheet. It was a fine looking colour, regal and plush looking. It felt so soft to touch, almost like you’d sink into it and be enveloped in a word of threads and fabrics.“Leah?” I hitched a breath when I heard his voice. No matter how many years I’d known him, no matter how many times he called me, I’d always feel the fluttering in my stomach whenever my name l
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“I injured my spleen, not my legs. I can walk for myself.” I smacked Jack’s hands away from me. “It’s so you don’t try to run away again.” I rolled my eyes at him even though I felt a stabbing pain in my chest.“Pretty sure I can’t move past this house without falling over.” I’d been recuperating for the past week and Jack was coming over once in a while to check on me. Let’s just say he is more overbearing than most, and I thought Jared was worse.Speaking of Jared, he’d been avoiding me. The only reason I was sure he was even around the house was the fact that food and my pills were always made available. The pills I took made me drowsy for most of the day, so I spent most of it sleeping.“Have you seen Jared today?” I asked Jack as I swallowed my pills and washed them down with water.“Nope.” Jack said and turned the T.V on. If I was being honest, I feared speaking to him. No doubt, my accident had changed the dynamics of our relationship and I wasn’t sure if it had become worse o
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Most of the time, situations arise, things happen and we are inclined to judge of the situation. It is easier that way because, sometimes, it makes us feel better about ourselves.When the tides turn and we become recipients of judgment, we understand the situation better. It takes a human to realise his mistake, but it takes a humble human to admit it. How many times have we judged a situation wrongly and admitted our error?We’re all guilty of hurting someone, friend, foe, lover… not intentionally but we seek forgiveness. Forgiveness isn’t just feeling sorry, it’s also a way of cleansing our souls, freeing ourselves from the guilt.Jared never told Leah that he forgave her and she couldn’t forgive herself, she couldn't free herself from the guilt.***JARED’S POV “What’s going on?” I asked the doctor who’d just come out of the operating room Leah had been moved to. 14 hours was the longest time I’d had to wait for a report from a doctor and the expression on his face wasn’t looking
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I ran my fingers through my hair, walking to and fro like a sojourner who had lost his compass, I’d probably lost mine. The ambulance had arrived shortly after but the Leah was already… I shook my head. ‘No, she can’t be.’ I couldn’t focus on any other thing than the fact that there were many doctors running with Leah’s gurney, one was on top of her, doing chest compressions. The sweat beaded on the doctor’s face told me they’d been doing it since she was in the ambulance.I was slowly losing my mind and Aarav wasn’t here. He was busy trying to sort everything out while I went with Leah. I didn’t want to leave her side, if only I could have followed her into the OR.“She has lost too much blood, especially with the damage to her spleen and hypothermia already seeped in…” I didn’t want to know all the negatives, I didn’t want to know what was wrong.“Can someone tell me, is she going to be okay?” I yelled at the people who had brought Leah in, who seemed to be conversing with a doctor
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JARED’S POV“What are you going to do?” I flipped the documents that Leah had sent. I hadn’t had the chance to look at it because I didn’t want to, not initially. Anything involving her work place kind of pissed me off but when I finally did, I could stop the fear that ran through my bones that Leah could be in danger because of it and I needed to act fast.I looked up at Aarav whose facial expression mirrored mine. He too was very conflicted and while he trusted Leah, it would be a big move to change banks, disastrous if it was the wrong move. We had been using Marque and Co. for so long and the previous leadership had proved capable of handling our assets.This new guy, this Ryan Fisher, from the moment I first saw him, I knew something wasn’t right with him. What Leah had sent hadn’t pointed to him as the culprit but with just enough evidence to let us know that something shady was going on and we needed to act fast or we’d lose more than just money.“We should involve the cops.” I
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I felt a kick to my head and I groaned, my head feeling like it was split open. I blinked my eyes to get accustomed to the light before trying to sit up, something I found difficult and almost impossible to do.I tried to move my body and realised I was bound hand and feet. This slowly entered my consciousness and my drug-induced haze cleared up, I was face to face with a horrid looking mask and I scrambled backwards, bumping into something that felt horribly cold to my skin, metal.The person in front of me moved back, giving me room to at least breathe.“What the hell is going on?” I looked around to see not one, like I had imagined, but four people, armed with guns. My heart started to beat faster than normal at gauging my situation and my throat felt dry. It was dark outside and I realised I must’ve been asleep for hours.I was going to miss my flight, if I even made it out alive in the first place. No one replied me and I couldn’t even make out anything with the ridiculous outfit
