Slam. My back hit into the cold silver metal of the freezer. Herman's hands pressing into the flesh on my upper arms. I shut my eyes closed a tear escaping my eye as I try desperately not to cry or shout."Shhhhh," he said breathlessly. A sob escaped me. I went from acting like a lioness to scared like a bitch. To be fare, I'm in pain and his only made it worse by doing that. Though it's my fault, I provoked him. Yes, I provoked him into doing this. "Baby, don't cry now. I'm sorry," his apology sounded more like he's mocking me. "Please, don't," I pleaded with him not to do anything he was thinking. His fingers were digging into my skin. I was too afraid to even look at him, thinking what I'll see would be horrifying. He let go of me suddenly and I slumped to the kitchen floor, sobbing. My body was shaking out of fear. "Fuck!" He exclaimed and I watched him kick the stove before he twisted around on his heels to face me. When he took two long strides towards me I became hysterical.
The next few days were a blur as Herman and I fell into a routine. I'd wake up and find breakfast on my bedside table, with a rose and a written note. Then I'd go check up on him and usually I'd find him in his office upstairs. We kinda have this unspoken agreement between us now. I do my part while he does his. I clean his wound, become breathless afterwards because of how close our bodies are and he cooks. I still want to hate him, so so much. But with each day I wake up and find breakfast on my bedside table and a rose and a note, it just makes it harder to hate him. We haven't spoken since Tuesday though and when Harvey is over we hardly see each other. Though I think Herman still gets to see my face during those times because how else would he bring breakfast to my room. And I'm starting to think he knows my sleep schedule. At the beginning, I'd wake up and have to warm the food all over again. But between Friday last week and today, I find it still warm. His more observant than
Where's my phone?I've been searching for my phone since I got back down stairs. Grace could be calling me and here I am still looking through my room. I just got out of the shower, I have at least an hour to go. Throwing back on the clothes I had on earlier I head back upstairs and knock on diablo's office door. When he didn't answer I threw the door open and found no one there. Turning on the light I looked around for it before going to check the bathroom. I sigh when I find it, just as it's starts buzzing on the counter top."Hello," I answer the unknown number."Hi Thea it's Grace! Why'd you change your mind?""Change my mind?""You texted me three hours ago that you won't be coming," she clarifies. I gasp surprised. Herman! That motherfucker. Technically the motherfucker is his dad.......not the time conscious."No Grace, I didn't change my mind. I'm getting ready right now," I tell her as I make my way towards Herman's room. The upstairs part of the house is very spacious. There
I never expected to be so infatuated with a car in my entire life. Despite Herman ruining girls night I forgave him the minute he let me and Grace take the brand new sports car. When we first entered his garage, I thought we'd be taking the Lambo again. Which I dreaded by the way. I didn't want to even look at that car anymore.When he threw the keys my way and told me to unlock the car, I wasn't expecting the car hidden underneath the cover to beep. Then when I unveiled it and he told me that the car was mine, I didn't believe him. Was he feeling that guilty as to go as far as buying me a car? I wanted to deny it before he told me why he bought me a freaking Chevrolet Corvette, in white. Apparently after I ran away that day, he drove my car to a cliff and pushed it off it. He even went as far as explaining to me how it blew up midways down the cliff. Saying he enjoyed every second of it. After listening to his detailed explanation of how he killed my baby. Grace didn't need to conv
On the upper part of the club you first find a dance floor situated a few feet from the stairs. It's less crowded than the bottom one but they are a couple of people dancing away on it. Grace leads me by hand to the bar. After she hands me a drink we make our way over to the dark booths and stop at one of them. The u-shaped seat around a rectangular table was already full, so two wooden chairs were placed at end of the table where I figured Grace and I will be seating.Seated in the booth were three men, three women and of course, Babe. Her eyes lower into slits when she spots me as her smile turned into a frown. Whatever the issue is with this woman is beyond me. Grace and I take our seats at the table on wooden chairs, seating side by side."Guys this is Thea," Grace gestures at me, then quickly adds," and Thea, they'll all introduce themselves."Chuckles go around the table right as the guy closest to me grabs my hand and places a kiss on the back of it. He has really thick curly h
Herman" .........Kui me selle liidu teeme, siis ma luban, et te ei kahetse seda. Lisaks on teil ka Eestis võim( If we make this alliance, I promise you won't regret it. In addition, you also have power in Estonia )."I was only paying half attention to the conversation happening a few feet away from me. Whoever is being told that bullshit surely is in for a loss."Herman?" Dante asks, shaking me," what's your reply?""No," I say that one word and the short man is taken out of the seat in front of me. I just want to watch the ladies dance on the stage and drink. Thea, hasn't taken up my offer of coming to this part of the club yet and I'm beginning to think she doesn't want me. Scoff, bullshit. She'd be a fool if she didn't. I mean I drive an entire board room crazy with just my face, which they don't see everyday like she does. Should I also hide myself from her again? I should."Herman, are you even paying half attention to your surrounding?" Dante asks. I ignore him as I continue
A little boy of about six years old with Hazel eyes and black hair, was flung into the air by an older man. He hit the wall and fell to the ground with a loud thump. His lungs burning as his air supply was thinning. His eyes bloodshot as he watched the big man coming for him. His boots thumping on the gravel floor of the grande estate. A young girl with blue eyes so pale watched her younger brother getting hit over and over again and all she could do was scream. She watched as her father kicked him in the stomach twice before a woman in a long dress came running out with another man. She pushed the huge drunk man away from the little boy, her body shaking with tears as she watched her son's life seeping out of his eyes. "No!!" She quickly lifted him up in her arms and started running into the house as the other man held his father captive. The man with similar features as the young boy was screaming and thrashing, trying to break free from his brothers hold."I told him to hide his f
Earlier.Thea."Herman no! Don't kill him!" I cried out, my tears falling for the man i barely know. Herman looks at me, and briefly I see a flash of hurt cross his face."Your protecting him?!" He exclaims making me flinch. I let of a scared sob, shaking my head yes. "It's only fare if you let me kill Angela after you kill him," I tell him and watch shock cross his features. Thea don't! Don't say anything more. Biting my tongue I forced myself to keep quiet."You were getting it up with Angela again?" Grace asks him. Herman's face showed no emotion as he glared at me. He walked towards me ignoring Grace's words and just hoisted me up into his arms, bridal style. I like being carried so I didn't fight him. Plus it's better than being dragged out of here."Were going to the hospital," he says instead. Walking towards what seemed to be the back entrance. "Take him to the base and don't let him go!" He shouts over his shoulder."And if you kill him..," I left the threat hanging. His ste
I want to die.This part of my life isn't something I'm willing to walk through once more and as I stared at my therapist seated looking at me expectant, I relent and let out a tired sigh. We had been meeting since the kidnapping, my parents death and everything that had happened to me within the course of last year. Pulling at the sleeves of my jersey, I looked up at her as a tear escaped me for reliving what happened to me hurt and what hurt more is that, the man had the same striking features as the man I love but choose to not be with."Thea, you can trust me," Ashley Baker, my therapist said, waiting for me to narrate the story of my brokenness.Taking in a deep breath, I opened my mouth and traveled back to that day I woke up next to the demon that raised my husband."....... I was so confused. I-i didn't know what was it I was to do. He then started feeding me lies of our life together and how I got married to him. For about a week I believed him and he kept our relationship re
THEAWhen I was watching the series Nikita, escaping seemed like something so easily done. I of course remembering that she had broken a bone in order to twist her hand out of the cuffs, tried to do the same, forgetting I was tied to a chair with rope and not hand cuffs. Pathetic I know. After murdering mucho, stinky dragged his body away leaving a trail of blood on the metallic floors of this Airbus. This thing was huge and I could tell we were here illegally as most of the contents occupying the space in here looked like cargo. I was tied closest to the back door, in the center. I couldn't see much from here as a lot of stuff was obstructing my view so I didn't know where they took muchos body. The distinct sound of footsteps approaching made me seat up and compose myself. I was trying to bit into the rope, though as you know teeth can't cut into rope, thus I'm still stuck here. Schneider appeared a second later holding a bowl and grimacing down at it."Boss said you should eat,
THEA.The slow and smooth rumble of an engine working slowly drew me out of unconsciousness to a reality I swear I didn't want to live in. When my eyes opened, what first came into view was an empty crate, painted a murky green colour that resembles puke. Or maybe it's just me who wants to puke. My tummy churned and the emptiness of it there of made the nauseous feeling more portent.I gagged, but couldn't dispose the hot disgusting air that wanted to escape my body because of the dirty cloth covering my mouth. "She's awake!" A man shouted from wherever, in a language I knew so well. "Good..." Another said in the same tongue in a more slimy manner that it made my body erupt in goosebumps of disgust."She's Verlice's bitch, don't even think about it," a more gruff and commanding voice spoke now, silencing the two other men. The stack of crates In front of me moved a second later and I found myself staring at a hideous face. The man had only one eye working, the other was completely
HERMANThe room was filled with stunned silence as both of them expected me to scream, cough out blood or just simply show signs of pain and death. Instead, I smiled. That seemed to shock them both back to our current reality."I'm glad you've gotten that off your chest," I commented, calmly."What the hell Ricardo?!" My sister exclaimed shoving him. He dropped the gun looking like he'd just seen a ghost and I laughed."What? Did you really think killing me would be that easy?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "You should ask your sister. She doesn't call me Diablo for nothing." I lifted my hand and started checking my nails."This....how....this is impossible. How are you not dead?!" He sounded frustrated."Are you seriously asking that?! You almost murdered my brother in cold blood! In my fucking house!" She hit him on the arm. The sight made me smile. Grace hardly got moved so seeing her get angry over losing me was a heart warming sight."Grace it's okay," I said, getting up to stop he
Date: 11th August 2022Time: 9:30 P.M - 10:50 P.MThe date and time at the corner got me thinking as I watched the gruesome video that was somehow familiar. A masked man walked in and spoke. "I want them all dead!" He commanded his men and they started killing everyone after some sort of argument. My parents remained on the couch as still as statues. The movements of the masked man looked forced and with the way he spoke, he sounded like he was trying to hard.I watched the video intently not blinking even when my parents were shot dead. The man was talking too much and how he moved wasn't the way my husband moves. I could see the difference really clear and the date on the screen makes Herman's involvement in the matter rather off. I believe we got married on the seventh because when I had checked my cellphone that day Herman had forcefully undressed me at my parents house, it was the eighth. And if we left a few hours later into the night, I'm sure by the eleventh I was in NYC."T
HERMANLeaving her that morning was the hardest thing I had done in my entire life. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful and I had this aching feeling inside me telling me I'd never see her again. But, it's because of me she's in danger. So it's only fair if I die than risk losing her as well. Walking out of the room I walk into the living room area to where my men where all gathered waiting. I had to suit up in my body amor while we spoke. The flight was already set for tonight but I had to meet up with Ricardo before I do anything else. He's probably already seen the footage and carrying out with the funeral preparations. After getting dressed in my body amor, a black Long sleeved shirt, bullet proof vest. Black cargo pants, gun and knives, hoisters. Black boots with more throwing knives inside, and my revolver.When I was done, I had at least thirty two weapons on me and I didn't give a fuck about airport protocols. Besides, I own this whole city. Smirking, I grabbed my friend Jul
" Hey sunshine, it's Herman. I left you this cellphone for easy communication. I'm off to Russia. Return home with Burton and stay there. Your brother will be over this afternoon so you two can talk. Take care. EGV.Password: Sunshine."I stared at the peace of paper in disbelief. Ricardo and Herman? Did they work hand in hand to eliminate my parents? Shaking my head at my silliness, I glanced at the cellphone beside me again. Password Sunshine. Is that what defines me? Shaking my head, I picked it up and opened it. Surprise immediately enveloped me as the inside of this phone was like a carbon copy of mine. He synced them? That son of a motherfucker!Sighing I pressed a call to my sister's IG and waited for her to pick up. After a few minutes, Molly's beautiful face came up on the screen. "Thea? Is that you?" She asked, squinting her eyes like a grandma."Yes, it's me." She pulled the phone back and I caught a glimpse of a baby sacking on to her boob before she lifted the camera
“No matter how much she denies it. Her heart still beats for me”-Unknown.__________________________________________________________ •Herman•Cradling my wife to my chest, I feel her small hand search my back for a weapon. Once she pulls out the revolver from my belt loop she aims it at my head and my sober mind finds the attempt pointless. Death isn't something I'm afraid of and her not knowing that is a big mistake.The latch clicked," you murdered my parents." She accuses. "You believe so," I reply feeling a little bored. Accepting accusations became something I'm accustomed to as each time I denied, my father would inflict pain on me. Soon, it became a part of me and I did nothing to change that."Why?" She powered through her emotions to sound normal."I think," I pulled her face back so we can gaze into each other's eyes," this is the part you kill me." I whispered, taunting her into committing murder. I felt her finger tighten around the trigger and once I was sure wa
•THEA•My heart was beating too fast as my mind went blank at the blinding lights advancing on us. The vehicle was definitely a huge truck and my life immediately started flashing before my eyes. The feel of my chest tightening partly felt like I was going through cardiac arrest as I waited for my pending doom only for the truck to disappear from my line of sight as the car jerked and I felt myself hit my forehead into the window. The unmistakable sound of the car being hit broke through my ear drum and I felt two hands grab me. We both hit something hard and I heard a sickening crack. After, it all went silent and I waited for Lucifer to greet me. "Thea?" Water splashed on my face and I opened my eyes taking in a breath. The unfocused version of the devil greeted me as his eyes glowed. Blinking a few times to clear my vision, I found myself being scrutinized by the devil, who surprisingly resembled my husband. Truly, Herman was the devil.His mouth is moving but his words sound muff