Oh God, please save me... I cried over and over again. No one was going to help me this time, there wasn't any glimpse of hope. If anything happens to me, I'd just hope nothing bad happens to Anne. My poor baby deserves a normal life. I closed my eyes and waited for what was going to happen. It was sickening, what was happening. Tears just flew out of my closed eyes. Suddenly, the car stopped. The man redrew his hand from my thigh. I breathe out in relief. "What's that?" He asked the dude driving. "The cops." He replied. My eyes widened, and I could scream. The driver rolled down the front window. I was about to scream but a hand clamped my mouth, and I felt the cold metal on my head again. "Wasn't this the car we saw last night?" Whoever was outside asked. "Yes, it is." Another one answered. "Search the car, it's a suspect for the crime happening here lately." "Copy that." A man appeared in the front glass and asked for the driver's ID. Hope something happens and they get these
I picked up Anne and stepped away from the wall. Still quiet. That's a good thing, right? I ran towards the same road which lead me to this place. Minutes later, I reached a crowded place. Anne began crying. She hasn't eaten anything since we left Gwyneth's place and now, we're in another country. It was hard to believe. I needed to ask someone what country is this. I was getting attention from people because of Anne. She was crying so loud. I rocked her. "Hey, please excuse me," I spoke to a woman hoping they speak English here. "Hello." She said back. "Uh... What's the name of this country?" I asked. She gave me a weird look. I know, it's funny. "Switzerland." She replied. Oh my. That's like 10 hours from the US by plane. I thanked her and she walked away. What was I going to do now? I don't have my phone, I lost it earlier. I had to look for a place to stay before those people sees me. I can't take that risk... The cloud was getting thicker by the minute, it was like it was go
~ **** Tessa's POV **** After efforts of trying to push him away with no luck, I gave up. Tears gathered in my eyes. I just want to get this over with, so I could get money for Anne's surgery. Why does he have to be here? Why now? "Let go of me," I said for probably the 100th time now. He must have noticed the tears gliding out of my eyes as his eyes widened. "Are you crying?" He asked. If only looks could kill, this man would have been dead by now. How come people aren't saying anything about this, it's abuse! I peeped through his arm and noticed no one was looking at us, they were all busy grinding against someone next to them. "Just let go, please!" I cried. He quickly let go. I covered my face, and only then, I realised I was really crying. What the hell was I doing, I shouldn't be crying in front of him, he doesn't deserve to see my tears. "What happened?" He asked. He doesn't deserve to know anything about me or my daughter either. He's a stranger to me and always would be
I caught myself staring right at his face. Seriously, if he wasn't this handsome, telling him off would be very easy. He walked closer to me. He kept coming closer until he was so close. Jesus. His intoxicating smell hit my nose. I wanted to move away, but my body wasn't responding to my brain. I gulped. He brought his face close to my ear, and his skin touched mine making me shiver. "Understand?" I heard him say before he redrew back. Smirking one more time, he walked away. What just happened? I hated the effects he had on me, it makes me hate myself so much. I glared at him as he walked away. If looks could kill... "Madam." A lady said, touching my shoulder which snapped me out of my deep thought. "Yes?" I replied quickly. "I've been calling you." "Oh sorry.." I must have really been out of reality. "Your daughter, she will be up in less than two hours. You should go get her some new clothes and food for her to eat." She said. My mind flew. "Thank you. Thank you." I repeat
My eyes widened a bit. What was he doing here? How did he know I was here? Jesus, I wasn't prepared. I didn't want to see him anymore... Seeing him brought lots of unwanted memories. The good and the bad ones. I guess Austin did tell him after all, that jerk. I looked back at the man I was talking to. "Uh, I would be going now, see you later?" I don't know why I said that but I just felt the need to go immediately. He nodded with a smile and I walked off, ignoring Jake. This is not just a great time to talk to him, I wasn't ready. Heck, I'm not sure if I'm ever going to be prepared. "Tessa." I heard him call, and my heart raced increased. I increased my pace and before I knew it, he held my arm. He sure does have long strides. He stepped in front of me as I tried to keep a straight face. He breathed out in relief. "It's really you..." He said. I gave him a pointed look. What? He thought I was a ghost? "What do you want here?" I asked. "I heard you were over here, I came as quickl
Ever since that day, I met Cedric at the hospital, we've been talking and all. I got to know more about him. According to the doctor, the cast would be removed from his legs less than a week from now. I was happy for him, I can't imagine not using your own legs to walk especially being that young. Cedric seems to be a very shy person, well most of the time. I met his mom just yesterday when she had come to pay him a visit. I became really nervous around them when his mom suddenly started talking about how he should start searching for a lady. I learnt he hadn't dated for a few years after the heartbreak he went through in his last relationship. I became even more uncomfortable when his mom said I was the right type for him. I've never even thought of being in a relationship after my divorce from Carson. Cedric's mom also seems to be a very nice person... And vulnerable, which makes me think she must have been through a lot. I felt like I could relate to her. "Hello," I said as I a
"I think you meant who. I'm giving you back the money she owes, just take it and leave." His jaw clenched. They were going to fight. At least from what I see. But I hope not. What the hell is wrong with Austin? I think he's enjoying all this, making unnecessary scenes in my life. Ugh. Knowing Austin, he isn't the type who takes insults very well and that's an insult to him. He's probably going to pretend he didn't hear what Cedric had said then ask him to repeat what he said. I hope, and then maybe Cedric may repeat it less insulting because I don't want them fighting here. It's going to create so much noise and the old lady leaving next door hates noise. I remembered the last time Anne had gone off crying so loud, the old Lady suddenly came out with a shotgun, cussing at us. But Austin didn't, instead, he raised his feast hitting Cedric in his face, Cedric practically flew back with a groan, from the sudden impact. I screamed. "Oh, my God! Will you stop?!" I screamed at Austin h
"So.. Who goes first?" Tessa asked awkwardly. "You." He said. "Okay... How'd you get that accident?" She asked. She has always been curious since he told her about the accident he had but he never told her how he got it. "I was on my way to see my mom, a truck was headed towards my car and I couldn't see it on time, it hit my car." He explained. Her mouth formed into an 'o' "My turn, do you have any connection with your ex-husband?" He asked. "No, I don't," I replied. "Uh.." She started thinking of what to ask. "Where are you from?" She asked. "Britain," He replied. "Do you have any sort of feelings for me? Austin?" He asked. His questions are unexpected. Unlike the other questions she had answered almost instantly, it wasn't the same as this one. Did I have any feelings for Austin? She asked herself Hell. Yeah. Her subconsciousness replied. It was eating her, she wasn't supposed to feel anything for Austin. It was disgusting, after everything he had done to her but she could