The anger that poured through my veins was hot and boiling and it felt like lava from an active volcano as it burned through my entire being. I started to put the pieces together now aware of why he had tensed up when I said I wouldn’t know anyone here. He was aware that she would be here and I couldn’t help but also wonder if that is why he was being so sweet to me all day. He was trying to appease me in advance because he knew I would be upset when I finally saw her here today. I know I had no control over where she went and I could not tell her not to attend the dinner but it would have been nice to get a heads-up so I could be prepared for the emotional trauma I was going through right now. Okay, maybe I am being a little over dramatic but I had the right to be and besides overreacting seems just right at this moment. I would have ignored her and pushed my anger down if I had not caught sight of the diamond necklace sitting pretty on her neck. I mean I would not have been ang
“You should get some sleep and not stare at me like that” Atticus scolded me from where he was standing by the window trying to put on his watch. He was on his way to work but it was too early and I was in no mood to stand up to have breakfast with him or rather I had no energy to stand up. Ever since we started staying together in this room, Atticus fucked me every single night or rather on most nights which left me reasonably sore but I wasn’t complaining. I wonder why he always had so much energy especially if he was always working. “I am sleeping just with my eyes open” A loud yawn escaped between my lips and I stretched involuntarily and felt my joints crack as I moved. I know I had to get up soon because the gallery was almost done so I was really busy but I wanted to rest a little bit. “Are you going to the gallery later?” he asked me while I stretched again. We were just a few weeks into opening so I had been going there every day to check on things by myself. I didn’t wan
The feeling that I am being watched is now with me constantly and it made me feel like I was going crazy. It’s been one week since the first incident and now I feel like that all the time and it was frustrating because I never see whoever I thought was watching me. I was on my way out of the gallery when I finally saw someone. He wasn’t dressed like they do in those cliche movies where they were dressed in all black and also wearing a suspicious ball cap. This man whose eyes I met was not a man but rather a young adult who would be around the same age as me. He was startled to have been caught and he quickly darted his eyes away and pulled out his phone from his pocket to make it seem like he wasn't watching me but it was too late. I had seen him already. Quickly, I tugged on Nathan’s shirt in a hurry to get his attention before he could walk away from me. “What is it?” He asked worriedly when he saw the panicked look on my face. ‘There’s someone across the street watching me.
I hadn’t seen Danielle in so long and the opening of my art gallery is in twelve days time. I was free today and had nothing serious to do so I decided to pay her a visit and I am glad I did. I didn’t call her to let her know that I was coming and she was so happy to see me. Luckily for me, she also didn’t have plans, else my coming here and surprise would have been a waste. We were currently in her kitchen trying to make some cookies but I don’t even know what it was that came out of the oven. We were laughing so hard as we looked at whatever it was that we brought out of the oven. “Look at what you baked Hazel, you are such a disappointment” she wheezed out and I could not stop myself from bursting into laughter again. She was also trying to control her laughter as she pointed to the tray on the kitchen counter. ‘Me? You practically mixed everything. I was just here for moral support” I gasped. Danielle was literally THE spoiled child you see in Hollywood royalty movies. Being th
Danielle decided to see me off so we were both standing in front of her house as we waited for my car to come pick me up so I could go home. We spent time talking about so many things that we didn’t realize it had gotten so late until Justin called and said he was on his way to pick me up since it had gotten so late and Atticus was already home waiting for me. I was so shocked that I pulled my phone from my ears to take a good look at the time and sure enough it was quarter past eight. We were hurdled up in Danielle's room so we didn’t know it had gotten so dark outside. I scrambled from the bed in shock and began to curse at how I lost track of time while Danielle just sat there laughing at me as I hurriedly packed my shit and fixed my hair and face. “It was so good to see you. I promise I will find some time to come see you once my schedule is free and we can have a redo of today” She promised when we saw my car heading towards us. I gave her another hug “I hope it’s soon. I h
Atticus was waiting outside when we got home and he wasn’t alone. The whole house staff and security were present and they were all waiting. Well, some were just standing there while others were pacing dramatically. The car rolled to a stop at the entrance and Atticus walked briskly to the car and opened the door for me. I rolled my eyes at how dramatic they were being but it warmed my heart that they were worried for me. It reminded me of when Dad was alive and how he would worry over every little thing. Then, it used to make me so mad when he was always up in my business, telling me what I should or should not do but now that he wasn’t here, I missed him so much and his worries. Every night before I sleep, I would find myself thinking of the smallest things he did that I didn’t appreciate but now yearn for and it made me angry at myself for getting mad at him when all he wanted was to make sure I was fine. Now, I realized the true meaning behind the saying, you never truly ap
The house was bustling with activities. I was running around trying to make sure everything was in place. AXE Construction has just completed its biggest project ever. It was 57 storeys apart from the penthouse apartment skyscraper in the middle of the city and we were going to be moving into the penthouse. I loved this place and I didn’t want to move but there was no way to stop Atticus because he was very excited and proud of that place. The penthouse was very big and spacious. It was a really really spacious house and it had ten bedrooms which goes far to show how massive it was. There were four bedrooms for the staff on the lower floor of the penthouse and the remaining six on the upper floor. The master bedroom was at the end of the hallway and it was the largest bedroom in the penthouse. The bedroom was all I needed to see to know that I was definitely moving in there. Since we were on the top floor, I had an unobstructed view of the city and it was the most magnificent sight.
The party was in full swing downstairs but I was still upstairs at our new penthouse because of nerves. I may have been exaggerating when I said full swing since the party was just starting but it started a few minutes ago and the guests were already arriving. Lily told me Atticus was already downstairs. It seemed he arrived a few minutes ago but was stuck downstairs talking to a few guests he couldn’t escape. I was already ready but decided to hide out here and wait for him to come get me instead if he would even be able to. “I was told you don’t want to come downstairs. Is it possible for a party to happen without the host?” I jumped in surprise at the voice that suddenly came from behind me. I looked into the mirror to see Atticus stroll into our oversized walk-in closet that could pass for another master bedroom. “Everything here is so big.” I gestured to the large space around us to ignore his questions but I knew he had caught on already “We could practically fit another
"Mom, Noah won't give me my toy to play. he is being mean to me" Lucas whined from the playroom and I rolled my eyes at their antics. My boys had to be the greatest troublemakers and they were equally stubborn. "Noah, give your brother his toy, don't be naughty" I scolded from the home studio. they had a playroom across the hall so I had to keep the door open when I was painting in the studio. "But Mom, I want to play with it" I could hear the pout in his voice. Noah had exactly the same toy but he always loved to play with his brother's own even if they were the same as the ones he had. "Noah, don't make me stand up. I need to finish this" I scolded. "Sorry mama" He mumbled but I could still hear him since the doors were opened wide. "come to Mama baby, let me give you a kiss" That had to be the wrong thing to say because as soon as I finished the statement, they were both racing across the hallway towards me and I barely had enough time to put my canvas away before they slammed
“No” I yelled and sprang up from my bed. I could feel the sweat trailing down my forehead and my back. The lights came on immediately and Atticus was beside me at a glance. ‘Hey, it was just a dream. You are okay” Atticus pulled me to him and I went willingly allowing him to wrap his arms around me. I felt him place a kiss on my forehead. Ever since I was rescued, I have been having nightmares every night. Samantha was shot and killed when she tried to kill me and the sight of the hole on her head had given me severe trauma. That exact scene was what I kept seeing every night. I couldn’t sleep alone and I was now terrified of the dark. The therapist said I was going to be fine but it’s been almost two months now and it didn’t look like the nightmares were stopping anytime soon. I tightened my hold on him to assure myself that he was really here with me and that everything was finally over. “I hate how scared I’ve become. It makes me look pathetic” I whispered. Atticus tried to
My eyes flew open and I sat up straight on the bed. With shock, I began to search my body with my eyes for any sign of damage. I wasn’t feeling any pain anywhere but I had to make sure that nothing happened to me while I was not conscious. The sound of laughter made me snap my head up and I was surprised to see Samantha and a man dressed in a doctor’s uniform standing opposite the bed. She was laughing so hard like a mad person. I was suddenly aware of where I was. The room looked like a made-up hospital room. It was just the bed and a table that contained some medical equipment. I was confused as I tried to assess the situation and understand what was going on. “What is this? What’s going on” I made an effort to come down from the bed but I was pulled back with force. I looked down to see my hands and feet were bound to the bed and I gasped in shock at how I didn’t notice it earlier. I struggled to get myself free but the efforts were futile so I brought my eyes to the woman b
I couldn’t sleep all night and didn’t even touch the food which I always complained was too little. My stomach wouldn’t have been able to take it if I had tried. I was nervous and scared. Something didn’t sit right with the way Samantha stalked out so calmly after learning that I was pregnant. She was too calm and it could only mean she was planning something deadly. I sat on the broken bed, staring out of the windows. The freedom of the birds that were flying freely in the sky had me so envious. It’s been so long since I saw other people. I was stuck here and I had lost count of how many days or even weeks that I’ve been here. It’s been unusually quiet since Samantha left but yet there was so much sign of her again and I could not help but feel agitated at that. I know that she had not decided to let me go but instead, she may be planning something extremely dreadful and it made my chest burn with the thought. The door opened and Fred came in holding a cup. He handed me the cup an
I could believe it and yet still couldn't believe that Samantha was behind this. She hated me and that was something I was aware of but I didn’t think it was enough for her to do something terrible like this. I guess I was a terrible judge of character. I watch her shut the door behind her. She had a sinister smile and she seemed pleased with herself as she let her eyes roam all over my body. I could see the satisfaction on her face as she took in my state. She leaned against the door and watched me with great pleasure and soon burst into laughter while I just watched dumbfounded and shocked. She bent over, hitting her knees as she laughed uncontrollably and I just couldn’t help but conclude that she was batshit crazy. “Oh my God, It’s so good to see you like this. So this is what you look like when you’ve been knocked off your feet. Oh, how the mighty has fallen. Wait..you were never mighty but small like a fly” She burst out laughing again and I just sat there waiting for her to
I curled around myself on the bed, desperate for any form of warmth I could find. It was raining heavily outside and there was nothing to shield myself from the onslaught of cold air that blasted through the windows. The windows were closed but they had a crack so air still managed to find its way into the room. The room was so cold so there was no escaping the cold no matter how hard I tried and thus I was at the desperate mercy of the harsh weather. My teeth clattered against each other in the cold and I was shivering so bad. I knew there was no preventing the fever I would get tomorrow. I have lost count of how many days I have been here. My faith in Atticus finding me has dwindled so low, it sat at about 0.1 per cent. The living conditions here were terrible and even the workers at home didn’t live like this. I had been reduced to an animal. My body especially my legs hurt from having to sit down or lay down since I was here. I was only released to take a shower and use the
My head was throbbing and it also hurt at the same time. I tried to open my eyes but it felt heavy so I decided to let it rest for a second before opening it again and this time I was successful. My vision was a bit blurry so I tried to clean my eyes with my hands and I watched as the room I was in became much clearer, as clear as it could get in the darkness. The room was in a terrible state and the lighting was poor so I couldn’t see the room properly. I tried to sit upright and that’s when I noticed my legs were tied to the bed but the ropes gave room to allow me to move around a little bit but not away from the bed. The bed I was currently lying on was in an equally bad state. The bedsheets were torn and dirty and the bed frame felt as if it would give away if I made the wrong move. I sat up straight then rested my back on the wall and studied the room. I was not stupid. I knew what situation I was in so there was no need for me to cry and scream for help because no one would
Ever since we came back from the hospital and found out I was pregnant, Atticus has spoiled me silly with gifts and attention. He would not let me do anything even as simple as walking just like what he was doing now. “Babe, put me down.” I laughed so hard when he leaned to bite my neck softly “I can walk to the dining table, you can’t keep carrying me everywhere” My hands were wrapped tightly around his neck as he made his way down the stairs. I knew he wasn’t going to drop me but I held on tight out of instinct. I could see the amusement in Nathan and Justin’s eyes as we descended. “You’ll fall if I let you walk down the stairs on your own” He insisted and I burst out laughing at the silly excuse he was giving. “I’m sure I’ve been going up and down these stairs on my own and I am yet to fall” I mused but he had none of it. “Accidents happen and I won’t wait till they do” He finally descended the last stairs and walked to the dining table where Nathan was already holding out
Danielle and the doctor entered the hospital room and stopped in their tracks to get a good look at me wrapped around my husband like a burrito. I was curled into his arms and his hands were wrapped around me tightly like I had insisted a few minutes before they walked in. Danielle had a sly smile on her face as she pushed past the doctor and made her way to us while the doctor looked rather amused. He recovered quickly and stepped in properly into the room before shutting the door behind him. “I can see my plan worked perfectly and you two doofos made up” She squealed and clapped her hands like a little child and it made me scoff. “I told you she didn’t just go get the doctor,” I told Atticus with a roll of my eyes and he chuckled in response. “Well it worked out for the best, didn’t it?” she gave me a roll of her eyes also “So the doctor has your test results and he promises that it is very good news” It was obvious that she was barely trying to contain her excitement and hold