"I wish our friendship is for real. I wish I could meet him in person. He seemed so nice each time I saw him."
"That's just a product of your illusion Cilia! He's not really existing."
"Oh no Melinda, I don't think so."
"Of course he doesn't. He w-...."
"Oh please... Don't even go there! He seemed so real." I paused, glancing around as I felt a sudden air passed me. "Well, you won't understand."
"Come on girl, go get dressed, let's go grab some..... Well, It's almost lunch time already, let's grab a quick bite." She paused. "Do you remember Sanny?"
"Which if the Sanny's?"
The brightness of the weather was cool and foggy; the sky had a greyish turquoise tint, like the silt in the buckwheat straw of a wagon. Snow had fallen during the night, and its warm damp was now sticking to the seams of the sea. Not a breath of wind stirred the quiet air. It was very still, but a draft would blow across the street and make a little flurry of feet on the sidewalk.Completely forgetting about the people who brought me to the beach, I slowly walked around the dense pine trees on the western side of the street, taking stock of the quiet street, my gaze still fixed on him, until I saw him sitting alone, across the narrow gap of a building, with a newspaper spread on his laps. Walking closer to him, I made sure my gaze was planted on his face, hoping not to miss a single moment of him.As I walked closer, he
Melinda left Sanny and me to go get some snacks, just for reasons best known to her, because we already had enough to take. Staring at the cup of popcorn in my hand, Sanny shoved his hand into his pocket and brought out a face towel. He gently wiped my tears and I thanked him, exchanging a few warm smiles. He handed me back the moistened towel with a wink once he started eating my snack. At that point, I felt so relaxed with his presence, and smiled.With a stop to get more popcorn, for he had already almost finished mine, he engaged me in a quick round of conversation. I was blown away by the fact that he didn't just know how to ask me questions, but actually seemed to know a lot about me. All thanks to Melinda."Alright guys, time to go home!" Melinda returned with some bags of packaged goods for our lunch.
"I mean, you're Joey..?" I froze.The heavy electric guitar riff began as a continuation of the last track in my head like the sound of distant thunder. There were a few moments of silence when it sounded like a tune was escaping from the speakers, but finally, the guitar turned into lyrics, and there were no more thoughts to accompany the band. I iced, breathing so heavily with my hands right by my sides, feeling like they were paralized. My entire body trembled from within, and as he saw me so rigidly with my lips slightly parted."Hey, what's wrong? Did I say anything wrong?" He held me as I was gradually slipping to the ground. Nothing I could answer.Nothing anyone I could say. He pulled me up, back to my feet. He didn't make me stand. He just grabbed my arm and p
It was a very long and cold night, one of many over the years that make up the story of Rocky and Bea. I'm not entirely sure how to make it any shorter. I woke up quite late, stretching myself out on my bed, trying to reach out to Joey, for I needed his warmth but I was surprised that he wasn't there at my reach."I could remember we slept here together on this bed; where could he have gone to this early in the morning?" I thought to myself, glanced around with my eyes partly open.Then, I got out of bed to take a look around the house as I walked down the stairs, I felt a strange electricity in my body. I paused and looked downwards, in-between my thighs as I felt this hot liquid coming out of me. I pulled my legs apart, and took my time to look at my womanhood. "Oh my God!" I gasped at the sight, and as I touched the liquid,
"Joey.. Joey... Please come fast please! I'm in trouble. I've got to get to you, right now. Help me, please. I can't help the situation here as I don't understand what's going on in my house!""Hold on Cilia, what's the matter? What's happening?""I don't even know! I can't seem to explain anything right now..!. Everything seems to be turning upside down right before my very eyes... Please come over and help me out... Please just come! Please...!!!""Alright, alright, Cilia! Hold on.. hold on please, take a deep breath... Get some fresh air, and I'll be there in a jiffy! Okay girl?I just could not seem to respond after his last words to me, as words failed me completely. My mind could only imagine what
Words failed me as I felt my entire body iced. Oh yeah, it was like I was completely out of this world, entirely! I could see tears welled up in his eyes. Then he brought his head down to the side and said to me in a whisper, "what if I asked you to help me avenge my death, Cilia?""Jeeezzz… Huh? Death...? I don't get it Joey. What do you mean by 'death'?""You won't understand.""Then make me to, because you're scaring me right now!""I know Cilia, and I'm sorry about that. But, you don't have to be scared!" He screamed and paused. The room became extremely cold. I saw tears like blood dripping from his eyes, running down his cheeks, but none was touching the ground.&nb
Within a matter of days, something had happened. Something more than just a simple rebound. Something to create a whole new level of self awareness. As luck would have it, my life had been conditioned over time to expect such events. Of course, I never asked myself if it was really a gift from God, but I was grateful for it, nonetheless. But it didn't mean I wasn't still feeling the effects, but one thing was certain, that it would pass, and not get any worse.I opened my eyes to a new day, and to the beauty of the world. Everything was still, quiet, and warm. Perfectly still, with just the tiniest hint of summer breeze. As I glanced up, I had a near panic attack. Immediately, I closed them back again as the effect of the sun rays pierced my eyes through the window. Slowly, I opened them again to see a totally different environment. Everything looked completely different. Confused as I
"What's the matter Cilia?" Melinda came in from the kitchen, with a stream of oatcake on a piece of toast. You could never have too much oat cake. I love eating them.I flinched as I replied, "oh, nothing!""You sure...?""Y-yeah, y-yes yes, I'm okay!""Cilia... You're stuttering""Huh? Stu-, um, am I..? I'm not Melinda, I'm fine.""Hmmmm okay. But I heard you talking to someone, who was that?""Of course not! I'm not. I mean, I wasn't talking to anyone. I was just talking to myself."
"How could you let him leave Italy and come here to the US" Mrs Johnson said on the call, she glanced at Cassandra who slept peacefully on the couch."You don't expect me to keep him captive for so many years Vivian, Dennis is now an adult and he can detect for himself. It has been years since you helped me take him out of the hospital twenty five years ago but right now, I don't have any other thing to do anymore to keep him from doing what he wants". John Dutch responded as he smoked his pipe slowly."But you shouldn't have" Mrs Johnson snapped with anger,"Now things are so messed up because my daughter is in love with him without knowing that he is no one else but her nephew" she fired back, glanced at Cassandra and was happy that she is still asleep.
Mrs Johnson quickly let go of Cassandra's grip and stared at her daughter with stunned eyes. Cassandra could see her mum's face suddenly turn white as a ghost, her face not leaving her daughter."You mean you have seen Kate's son?" Her mother asked still in shock, her eyes not leaving Cassandra who nodded in affirmation.Mrs Johnson glanced at the door expecting whoever it was to walk into the house, "Where is he?" She asked as tears slowly appeared in her eyes.Cassandra looked down at the ground and back to her mother's face, she shook her head, "He isn't here with me mother but you have met him".Mrs Johnson stared at her daughter so confused, she couldn't understand Cassandra at all and w
Dennis started a Cassandra speechless, he never knew that he was a stolen child, no one told him about this.He glared deeply at Cassandra with tears in his eyes. If he is kidnapped, his parents must know something about this, they only told him that he is their foster son and nothing else."What is the name of my father?" He asked Cassandra who looked up at him.She looked like she was thinking deeply to remember his name, "His name is John Dutch" she replied and Dennis eyes some in shock.He looked at Cassandra as great shock filled his body, his ears unable to believe her words because John Dutch is no one else but the name of his foster Mafia father.
Cassandra felt her whole world collapse, she glanced at the paper in front of her and looked up at the serious face of Dennis.Right now, she knows that the truth has been let out to Dennis and lying to him won't be good at all.With agony in her heart, she closed her eyes and looked down, her eyes unable to look at Dennis face."Yes, I know who your mother is, Dennis". She confessed and her heart shattered into pieces.Dennis, frozen at where he stood, he stood straight, his shocked wide eyes fixed on Cassandra who didn't look up at him, with the guilty look on her. Dennis knew that Cassandra knew all along and didn't tell him, the realization alone broke his heart into pieces.
Dennis looked up at the blonde in front of him as he tried to understand what she meant by her words."Do you think that you will be able to say those words to me after I show you this?" Bella revealed with fury, placing a picture and a piece of paper in front of him, her eyes not leaving him.Confused, Dennis glanced at the paper in front of him, he looked up at Bella still not understanding what she was trying to point out."What is the meaning of this ?" He implored pointing at the paper in front of him.Bella smirked, "Why don't you open it and see for yourself" she pinpoint not trying to look away from him.At first, Denni
A figure of a woman was seen sitting inside her car with a stick of cigarettes, she puffed out a smoke, her eyes fixed on pedestrians who were walking down the street.With her pair of black sunglasses on, she glanced at her wristwatch, looked up and took another puff of smoke, longer and bigger this time around."Why the hell is he always late?" She asked herself, her body filled with nothing but impatience. It's already been a week since she gave him this job and now, she is here to take the result of the work she paid him for.With a frown on her face, she smoked nonstop as the car was filled with smoke, her eyes constantly checking her car.After a few minutes, she saw a huge white man in
Cassandra stared at the image right in front of her, her heart began to beat so fast than it has never been before. She couldn't move her body, it was like her whole world had just crashed down in a single blow and she thought that everything was finished right now. Hot tears welled up in her eyes as she couldn't let go of the image which stared back at her, memories kept crawling in like wildfire.Dennis noticed her indifferent behavior, he turned to her wondering what's wrong, his gaze surveying her face which felt like she had just seen a ghost."Are you all right?" He implored with a softening voice, his look very concerned.Cassandra quickly pretended like everything is fine, she looked up at him and smiled charmingly, "I am fine dear, I just feel so b
Cassandra watched Dennis walk into the nearby kitchen and arrange the food which smelled so nice. Soon, they found themselves eating and laughing heartily as the moonlight shone brightly into the house.After dinner, they both sat on the couch, Cassandra laid her head on his chest with their eyes fixed on the images on the TV set."This movie is a bit boring," Cassandra confessed, letting out a sigh."Do you want to watch anything else?".She shook her head, "No dear, I don't feel like watching a movie, I guess that's why it seems boring to me. I just want to do something else with you" she raised her head and stared at him.Dennis s
Cassandra and Dennis' relationship grew pretty quick more than they had ever expected. As their love for each other grew, so did their closeness, it was hard for anyone in the office to notice it because of course, Dennis is Cassandra's PA and they didn't display this love out in public."We love each other Cassandra,why can't you let people know that we are together?" Dennis asked her one night as they both went on a walk, a displeased look on his face.A worried look appeared on Cassandra's face, "We just can't Dennis" she let out feeling very overwhelmed by his question.Dennis stopped walking, he stared at her with furred eyebrows,"Are you ashamed of me Cassandra? Are you scared that people will gossip that you choose no one but your PA who is way below