I ran back to the mansion to check if he was there, right after instructing Dylan and Derrick to keep watch in the park, just in case he returned.Barging into the living room, I found Cameron sat on the couch, his phone in hands. He looked up the instant I walked in, eyes watching me seemingly confused.I panted, looking back at him. The worry on my face couldn't hide the fact that something was wrong. My eyes searched the living room for any sign of David, but there was none. "Have you seen David?" I asked him at once.Yes, I had promised myself that I would try not to speak to Cameron, after what happened the other day, right now, I had to break that promise. "No" He responded, turning his attention back to his phone. What was I to do? I had no idea where David was, and I' sure would be in much trouble if Mrs Williams was to find out. "I can't find him" I blurtedCameron turned to look at me at once, eyes narrowed. "Who?" He asked. "David" My voice had began to quaver a
We all left the hospital late at night, after much examination and delay from the doctors and nurses. All through our stay there, I couldn't get the worry of my chest. The worry of a boy getting harmed while in my care. Cameron drove back to the mansion, the car ride silent all through. We proceeded into the mansion, and found the figure of Mrs Williams pacing around the living room. Her head snapped towards the door at our entrance, eyes widening at the sight of a bandaged David. She hurried over to meet him at once, while the boy gave weak groans, the instant she touched his body."David" She gasped, mouth hung open, eyes staring on at him. "What the hell happened to him?" She demanded at once, turning to look at me, with her eyes fixed on my figure, while I bent my head low. "That was a question, Nia. Therefore, I expect an answer" Their gazes all turned to me, with everyone present there. All except Mr Williams. Ashley soon ran over to hold David just as he struggled to s
My gaze rested on the figure emerging out the car which had pulled up beside me. Cameron.Why was he out here? It was really late. He began moving towards me, and without saying a word, he pulled me into the car, while i just stared on at him, looking confused, while he got into driver's seat, and then started its engine.My eyes lingered on him while he drove. He was driving down to my house. For whatever reason?"Um... Thanks" I said quietly, unsure of what to say. The silence in the car ate me up. Eyes focused on the road while as he sped on, not for once even turning to glance at me.He soon pulled up to my apartment a few minutes later, stepping out of the car at once, while I did the same, watching him. Slowly, he came around over to me, moving towards my figure, while i backed the car at every step he took. His eyes remained in mine, gaze not letting go. I saw his hands moving to my side, and at once low pants escaped my lips, I watched his hands draw closer, and suddenl
Cameron's POV..."Cameron!" I heard mom call from downstairs, getting my figure off the bed at once, with low grunts escaping my lips. Now, what exactly was I needed for?It was 12 noon, at least I should be given the chance to sleep in, whenever I pleased to.I got downstairs soon enough, and there in the living room, was mom, talking to one of the maids. They both turned to me the instant I walked in, gazes lingering on my figure, while I gave a low yawn, moving towards the couch. "Cameron, I need you to watch over David, while I go to the office" Mom spoke."Why do I have to watch him?" "Cause it's your fault he's in that situation" She stated.I had no explanation as to why I covered up for Nia, but I just did, knowing fully well that if I hadn't, mom would have fired her, and part of me didn't want that. I couldn't let that happen. "Make sure he eats his lunch, and takes his medications" She said aloud. "Since when did I become a doctor?" I uttered at once. She turned to
I found a crowd packed right in front of her house, as I pulled up. Murmurs coming from the people around, while they went on about something I couldn't understand. Their eyes lingered on my figure the whole time, as I got down from my car, proceeding towards Nia's house. Just about going in, a man stopped me, his form blocking my entry.Taking a look at the man, I took notice of all that came with him. Hair grey, beard long and white, with teeth crooked, his features got me staring on. He reached his hands out to touch my arms, and at once, he spoke, hands shaking in the process. I steadied him up as he almost lost his balance, while he shook his head slowly, looking up at me. "Young man" He began in a croaky voice"who are you?" He questioned."Cameron" I responded almost immediately, with my eyes fixed intently on him."Cameron" He repeated, pronouncing it like there was something interesting to the name."And who are you here to see, if I may ask?""Uh....Someone" I uttered t
Nia's POV...We got to central city hospital after about half an hour. He pulled up at the parking lot shortly afterwards, as we both exited the car. His figured remained behind mine while we proceeded into the hospital. I was scared to go in, scared of what the doctors might say, scared of the news they might drop. And right at that moment, I stood frozen to the spot, my feet turning numb as my eyes rested on the figures of some doctors moving around. It was certain that I wasn't in anyway prepared for whatever they were going to tell me. Soon enough, I felt a pair of hands resting on my shoulders, touching me gently.Turning around, I found Cameron looking at me, his blue eyes staring on at me."Are you okay?" I heard him mutter in a very low voice. "Yes" I said to him.Swallowing hard, I braced myself, turning around, as began moving towards whatever was waiting for me. ***Cameron stayed by my side the whole time, while the doctor talked to me. "Nia, your mom is in a very
Cameron's POV...It was finally the day of my graduation, and just between you and I, I wasn't happy. I was scared. College now lied in wait for me, and much more than anything, I was scared to begin a new life without having my family at my side. It was easier for Jordan to go to college, but it seems to be so hard for me. I had already gotten accepted into the college of my choice, and my parents were more than happy for that. Most especially mum. My eyes searched through the crowd for just one person. Nia. Since the day we left the hospital, we still hadn't gotten to speak or see each other. At this moment, I had come to accept the fact, that my heart sure longed for her. Could Ashley be right then? Do I really have feelings for her? The whole graduating class was sat here in the large hall of Greenville high, alongside parents and guests. My eyes flickered to the figures of mom and dad at the other end of the hall, both conversing with each other, and the instant they t
Nia's POV..."Nia, could you please set the decorations up?" Ashley uttered to me, as I stood at a corner mopping the floor."Sure" I responded, pushing the mop bucket away, then going over to grab the decorations. It was Cameron's graduation, and in a bid of congratulating him, the family decided to throw a surprise party in celebration of his exit from high schoolI heard Voices from outside drawing closer, and soon enough the door to the living room tore open, and In walked a man, a lady and a girl.They all looked at my figure, while I remained standing on the stool, with decorations drowning me, and just then I heard Ashley's voice. "Uncle!" She squealed, hurrying over to hug the man. "Oh my! You've grown so big" The lady uttered to Ashley, while wrapping her in a hug.Ashley flashed a smile at the lady, and soon enough she turned to the man. "How's England, Uncle Peter?" She asked. "England's great" Followed his response."Where's your mother and Father?" "They haven't ret
"We can't let you through ma'am" My eyes were found gaping at the form away, holding onto such hostile air which exhumed from the fellow. "Sorry, what?""Mr. Holden has requested he best be left alone...He has informed us not to let anyone in" He clarified. "I work for him......at the company" My words barely had little effect on the man away, as that smug scowl still rested on his lips, with eyes holding a haze of trauma, and brute."We're gonna have to ask you to leave, young lady" He followed at once, motioning for me to step away. "It's important I see him, Sir" "You have to leave, Miss" "It's urgent" "I'd hate to repeat myself" "Come on!" My arms flung in the air, exasperation claiming the most of me."Ma'am, Please. You're creating a scene" My jaw had dropped without warning at his choice of words, eyes gaping on at him. "I'm creating a scene?" The scoff left my lips, gaze peering at that profile. "If you don't mind me asking, what's the name?" "Carl" He followed wit
And here we were, forms centered on the office floor, with burnt cig ashes littered over the marble tiles, while the sound of my laughs poured out into the room. "I'm telling you, Jane. I found myself mopping floors with my garments, all in sakes of bringing food to my mouth" Spoke Louis. "It was a hectic one, Jane" "Life never is easy" "Not in a million years would I believe you come from such home, so raggedy, even to an extent of being feasted by rats" I called in a low voice. "Oh, not just the rodents, Jane" He whispered. "Even the roaches and snakes took abode in our home, and only then did it hit me, that I wasn't living. Not until I got the comfort I sought, the peace......and the joy" He called in a low voice. "One never is serious, not until they get a push" He let out. "Mine came about, at the height of the poverty that feasted my heart. That, Janet Parker, was my turning point, and my snap to work" "What is yours?" Those eyes searched through mine, words hitting my
The reception received upon my entry into Cigg Holdings, was beyond exceptional, I tell you. Each one of the people bore smiles on their face, with eyes beaming on at me, their arms opened up to receive me, at this point, I was made to believe there was something else to the occasion. Could I have turned so important overnight. "Oh, please. Don't get the poor lady, startled" The calm voice of Mr Vettriano soon took the space, with his figure coming right into view. "We can save the cheers for when eventually she takes office" He chuckled, with hands reaching out to take mine. "I hope" He added in a low voice. "Miss Parker, I long awaited your visit" He stepped aside, motioning for me to step into the elevator before him. Those eyes watched me keenly. Holding onto to every slight movement I gave, with a look of glee I still couldn't decipher."I'm sorry, I couldn't meet up on time" My voice was low, eyes watching his fingers set the elevator to the last floor. "Nonsense, Jane"
"Why do you look ravishing today, Miss Parker?" My eyes had snapped to the form of Susy proceeding into the office, hands holding onto a paper bag."Why?" I followed with confused eyes peering on at her."You look beautiful, not to lie" That certainly must be a lie,m, cause I believe looked just the way I felt, and I can tell you I didn't feel so good.Saying I was tired, was merely an understatement. I was utterly drained, completely knackered as one would say. "I gotta tell you, Susy. When a lady hears how beautiful she is, she flushes not because she actually is beautiful, it's because it helps boost her confidence" "If I do look beautiful, then I must go on being stressed, cause I can't tell what's changed with me. But stil, thank you for that" I saw a smile creep up her lips, eyes beaming on at me."No, thank you. Miss Parker" She fell silent, eyes only watching me carefully, and next came the same Susy I was familiar with. "Miss Parker" Her voice was soft, gaze never lea
"Become a manager at Cigg. Holdings"Those words still rolled around my head, despite it being days since Louis had stepped here. Me? A manager to one of the top companies in the state, if not the best. What exactly did I know about managing such huge business?But I tell you, Louis was one to think otherwise. In fact, he deemed me the best match to head such organization. Now, why would that be? I still couldn't figure out, all i found myself re-living, were his utterances. This was massive. It spelt a new path in my life. Me heading such organization as Louis' was bound to change all about me. And I mean that in every good way. My life was to change for good. But why me? What exactly did he mean by his interest piqued in getting familiar with my character? What character exactly? If anything I was an utter mess. A sore one. Why then did Louis Vettriano choose to come to me with such offer that just was irresistible. "Jane"I was snapped at the sound of that voice, eyes comi
"My life's only a rollercoaster, Tara" My figure had crashed right onto the couch, taking the space next to her form. "A rough ride it is" I could feel her eyes scanning my profile, no words coming from the girl away. At once I had snatched the heels off my feet, sinking my legs onto the plush carpet, and I tell you, the feel that rushed through was just every comfort I sought. "Can you believe Louis Vettriano stopped by the office today. The life had soon rushed back to me, with every delight filling my gaze, while those words stumbled out my lips. "He was there to offer me a job, Tara. A job!?" "He offered to make me his manager"The eyes of Tara only watched me while I went on. She had barely made an utterance, that gaze only remained intent on my form. "I'm entirely lost, Tara" My voice was low, eyes faltering. "Whatever do you think I should do?" "Okay, that's enough, Jane!" Followed the voice of Tara, figure tearing off the couch at once. "You put up with this every now
"There are a lot of things left for one to behold in this world, Miss Parker" My gaze shifted to the form of Louis, ears perked, at each word that came tumbling out his lips. I dare not be distracted. He had so managed to earn my undivided attention effortlessly, with eyes watching him, watching every slight movement he gave."You, Miss Parker, are an exceptional lady, I must say"He waved at the lady behind the counter, calling for her to return with the cups of coffee he had ordered minutes ago. I gaped on like I was caught in some sort of trance. Perhaps, I was. For it be the fact that this man wasn't on my TV screen, or the page of some magazine held between my fingers. No, no, no. Louis Vettriano was sat right before me. Far away from Holden Inc. we were. For some reason, he had decided to take me to the café right down the street, prepared to make his business known. I soon caught sight of the lady approaching, hands bearing a tray holding the cups of coffee, Mr Vettriano
"Miss Parker?" "Miss Parker!" I jolted at the voice which deemed it fit to ruin the peace that had taken a hold of me.Oh, the calm I had found myself in, now altered by whoever that form was that had now waddled into the area. It was merely five minutes gone that I was found basking in every serenity that came with the office space, mind lost in thoughts, having its own wandering, when that voice came stumbling in, altering a moment that I felt was just irredeemable. "Miss Parker!" "What is it, Susy!?"Believe me I tried my best to remain calm, I pinched myself to, but the incessant call of my name, by a girl whom I had been direct in sending downstairs, to fetch nothing in particular, just to evade her babbles, for as peaceful as five minutes could be, soon got me snapping to her, eyes taking in her form. She paused at my outpour, eyes shifting through the room for a minute, and at once her eyes lit up, figure pulling closer to mine. "There are some people downstairs, request
I let the form of Tara crash into my hands, a low grunt pouring out her lips upon the impact of our figures.She had bruises all over. With eyes still holding onto the fear that had caught her half an hour ago, there still remained patches of blood on her lips. "I'm sorry" My voice wavered, eyes pulling her even tighter to myself. "I'm sorry, Tara" She barely made an utterance, instead, her grip on me only tightened, body relaxing in mine. "Janet Parker?" Came the voice that managed to pull our figures apart. "I'll need you for questioning" I stared at the middle-aged man before me, eyes holding onto the same joy it held, while he burst into our house, tackling George to the ground. He had smacked him repeatedly, holding a gun to his face, and in all of his glory, he tore a cuff out, placing it on the wrists of the man who would have been my murderer, if they hadn't arrived just in time. "I'm Officer Thawne" "Your friend will be attended to by the paramedics. In the meantime,