I hurried my feet into the Williams mansion, a couple hours after Cameron called me, stating he wanted to see me.He returned back from school a day ago, just to spend a short holiday back home. It was quite a bummer that Ashley hadn't returned from UCLA yet. Was looking forward to seeing her. I was welcomed into the house by Denna. Well, maybe not properly welcomed, cause I noticed her countenance changed the moment she tore the door open and realized I was the one sending rings down the house.Soon enough, I smiled at her, warming up at her sight, but she only shut the door right behind me, turning over to resume work. "Denna" I called softly, a bit taken back by the attitude she portrayed to me. "Yes?" She uttered immediately. "Are you okay?" I asked her. "I have things to do, Nia. If you don't mind" She uttered, and then turned around to leave. "Have I done something wrong?" My voice halted her in her tracks. She turned slowly to peer at me, glaring into my eyes, her look
People say breaking up is hard, but having to let go is harder.Being in a state of sadness takes you back to those painful moments you've had in life. Things you never wanted to remember suddenly come rushing to you, making you feel miserable. Having to stay indoors all day is the worst part of it all. Being locked up, and thinking of the things causing you pain, when you could be out doing something fun, forgetting your worries, and all you're presently going through. It's been Seventy two hours since it happened. All through those long killing hours, I've drenched my sheets with tears. If only I could turn back the hands of time, I'd take it back to the first day I met him, making sure none of this ever happened, and I didn't have to go through this. No one could possibly understand how I felt. My attention was brought to the door being pushed open, followed by Ashley hurrying towards me with arms wide open. I crashed into her embrace as soon as she sat on my bed, sobbing in
The sight that came into view as I pushed open the door to my dorm room, got me frozen to a spot. Arabella, sat on her bed, sharing a laugh with some guys, while passing cups filled with drinks to one another. I was quick to recognize them. The same guys we met at that party. At my sudden entrance, Arabella stood to her feet, smiling and welcoming me back. Something which she never does. My gaze rested on a figure sat on my bed, legs on my sheets while he rested his head on my pillows, looking so comfortable. "Do you mind?" I said to him immediately, moving over to get him up. It was the guy who was questioning me the other day. The one who asked if I was a virgin. I began choking as soon as I opened my mouth to speak, instantly inhaling something strong. Turning around to check what suddenly polluted the air, I saw some of the guys, with cigs in hands smoking and filling the air with its product. I couldn't bring myself to say anything to them, instead, I asked weird guy to
If I was told an hour ago that I eventually would attend the party with Arabella, I would have told whoever said so, that they were only blabbing. Yet here I was, being pulled by Arabella, while she led me to a corner, where her group of friends were. Just as I thought, they were all smoking. They watched as we approached them, Asher getting to his feet immediately to welcome Arabella. "You came" I heard someone say from behind me. I turned around only to be met with the face of 'weird' guy. His eyes moved down to my dress, looking as if he was trying to figure something out. I must admit, the red dress which Arabella chose for me was quite befitting. It hugged my curves tightly, cinching properly to my waist. Not saying a word, he moved right past me, going over to take a seat next to his friends.I did the same, but stayed far away from them, not wanting to inhale the smoke filling the area.My eyes rested on Arabella who was so busy pushing her lips into Asher's while his h
"Won't you have something to drink?" I heard him say to me. "I'm fine" I responded immediately, not wanting to hear him say one more word. He made me so uncomfortable, not gonna lie. For minutes, we had been sitting here together, all alone. Oh, how I wish I didn't agree to come. He puffed smoke my way, causing me to cough, while I turned to glare at him. "Not funny" I stated. "Thought you were shying away from looking into my eyes" He chuckled. "Now, why would I be shy?" I asked him. "You tell me" He said. I shifted my gaze away, totally ignoring him. "Do I make you nervous?" He asked"No" I responded, with my gaze still away from him. "Then why can't you bring yourself to look my way?" "Well, there's nothing interesting happening there" I responded immediately. "You're tense, Nia" "Why don't you have a drink" He uttered, pushing his cup over to me. My eyes shifted from the cup, to his face. As if reading my thoughts, he spoke. "Don't worry, it's clean" He chuckled.
Third person POV"What on earth were you thinking?" Ashley snapped at her brother, staring him square in the eyes. He remained sat on his bed, going through his phone, ignoring the jabs she threw his way. "Cameron!" Ashley called again, pissed that he wasn't responding to her. "I did what I did, now drop it" Cameron uttered nonchalantly. "You want me drop it? Are you crazy?!""Why on earth would you break up with her for just no reason?" She asked. "Ashley, I've told you, whatever happens in my relationship is none of your business" He said."Of course it is! Nia's more than a friend to me" She snapped. "Since when did you bother about my relationships?" Cameron questioned "Just this one" She responded. He tore his gaze off her, taking it back to his phone. "I don't owe you an explanation as to why I did that. Not even to any one" He stated. "Were you cheating on her?" Ashley asked him. Cameron brought his gaze to her, reading through her expression. "If I was cheating, yo
Third person POV... Ashley Williams hurried into the room of Nia, expecting to see her staring back, asking the cause of the sudden storm in, instead she was met with an empty bed, and Arabella peering at her. "What's going on?" Arabella asked immediately, a bit startled at the sudden entrance. "Where's Nia?" Ashley questioned, looking around the room like she could spot her somewhere in the corners. Arabella remained silent, just watching Ashley as she paced around the room. "Why aren't you saying anything?" Ashley questioned. "Where is she? It's a matter of urgency!" She yelled. "For days now, Nia hasn't returned" Arabella began. "What?!" Ashley's eyes widened. "Returned from where?" She questioned. "I don't know" Arabella said immediately, her voice laced with a bit of sadness as she narrated all. "She told me one evening she was going to the park, and that was all" "I didn't see her after that. I tried calling her countless times, but it only went to her voicemail" "A
Few days back. Nia's POV...My legs burned with pain as I took a seat on the park bench watching the happy families which had gathered on this cold evening. I was currently at a park not too far from school, trying to ease myself and at least have a good breath of air, after days of just going to class, and back to the dorms. The same old boring routine. It wasn't fully dark yet, hence quite a number of people lingered around, some with their partners, others alone. A shadow suddenly passed by me, grabbing my attention at that moment, as I recognized who it was instantly. I stood to my feet, watching the direction which she took. Quietly, I followed behind. Going through bushes, moving to wherever she was going to. She finally came to a stop at a quiet corner which seemed to be deserted, grabbing a phone from her pockets and making a call. Why on earth would she be here? I thought to myself. Coming all the way here from the mansion could take hours. So what on earth could hav
"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,