SCARLETT
A flurry of emotions burst through my heart and rent my skin with goosebumps, filling me with so much joy and warmth, hearing those words come from him.
He loves me, he just said he loves me.
“I love you- Damian!” I yell, feeling heart pound with the most fear I have ever felt when he’s no longer responding.
I can’t lose him, not now, not-
“Damian! Wake up, wake up, please…” Another round of tears starts pouring forth from my eyes, my heart sprinting with fear, sorrow, pain and anguish, shaking his lifeless body in my arms.
This is all my fa
SCARLETT“Congratulations Misses Cole, you are five weeks pregnant and your baby looks healthy and fine but I’ll write you a prescription for some vitamins and mineral supplements that will help,” the doctor says to me with a big grin.“Thank you,” I reply wryly, my eyes full of sadness. It’s not that I am not happy that I am going to be having a baby but who can be happy bringing a child into this world when the father of the child is tinkering on the brink of life and death.“My husband, how is he? Will he make it?”The doctor takes a deep breath and her smile vanishes. “We have done our best, it is between him and his maker now. It is already a miracle t
SCARLETT“We’re trying our best to find them. We found a pool of blood at the scene and after running tests, it matches the blood sample of Ashley Barnes. We have men stationed at every exit of the city and their pictures are on red alert at every airport, train station and seaport. Be rest assured, they will be brought to justice,” The chief of police says to me and Ethan in his office.It has been two weeks and Trevor and Ashley are yet to be found, Damian is still in a state of coma and the company’s lawyers are insisting that unless they get a written or spoken confession from Trevor or Ashley, dad’s case will continue in court.Everyday without Damian gets harder and harder, I have moved back to the mansion and I sleep in his
SCARLETTI walk straight towards him and give him a dirty resounding slap for almost killing me with such a prank before I plunge my lips into his, kissing him with reckless abandon, letting all my emotions flow through the kiss.The pain of these past few weeks, the pent up passion and desire for him, the relief to know he is alive and well, I kiss him with everything.He drops the bouquet, sliding his hands down my waist and squeezing my butt, pressing me into him as his tongue invades my mouth, engaging in a dance of passion and pleasure with my tongue. I let out a salacious moan as he sucks on my tongue and I feel his hard-on press against my thighs, I grab his head, plunging my tongue further into his mouth, loving how he is making me feel.
DAMIAN“Happy birthday gum gum,” Her father says, stepping out from behind my egghead friend and in a flash, she’s gone from my hand which suddenly makes me feel empty as she rushes and hugs him, crying loudly in his arms.Yesterday, when I woke up, the doctors told me how lucky I was to have survived and that if she hadn’t brought me in when she did, I would have died and that even then, my survival was nothing short of a miracle.I know the only reason I survived was because of her, because I wanted to be with her, to hold her, to love her, to cherish and adore her, my beautiful angel, my sweet kitten.She was the first thing on my mind when I woke up yesterday and it took a l
DAMIAN“It’s good to have you back home Damian,” Ana says, smiling at me as I step into the house, feeling the welcoming sense of home, but it’s not the fucking building, it’s the gorgeous angel beside me because I know, anywhere she is will be fucking home to me.I spent the last month and a half at the hospital recuperating and the doctors only just discharged me today but I have to keep going in for weekly check ups for the next three months until my heart gets back to its full functioning capacity.Right now, I have a small tube somewhere in my chest and until I am fully healed and it is removed, I cannot be medically declared fit even though I feel no physical pain or discomfort and my body seems to be functioning properly.&n
SCARLETT I would never forgive a cheater. If you asked me two months ago, that would be my answer.Trevor has been my boyfriend for three years, the only man I’ve ever dated, but two months ago, he slept with my one, true, worst enemy and he claimed to be drunk and begged for my forgiveness.I was hurt, broken and devastated. I never thought I could ever forgive such a thing in my life. It’s the bottom line of a relationship, I know. If cheating is not the ultimate red flag, I don’t know what is.But the moment came and I couldn’t do it. My life will not be the same without him. He has been the centre of my life since forever, and I gave him my everything.So there, I made the worst decision in my life, I forced myself to nod when he begged. You can hardly pinpoint the moment where things went wrong in your life, but that was it for me. That moment was the exact point where my life fell apart.I stare blankly at the text I had just received from him, asking me to join him at his fa
SCARLETT“You asked for me,” With a cautious tone, I stick my head into Evelyn’s office, the manager of Milton Cafe. A few months ago I wouldn’t even look to this kind of low level cafe for my taste, and now I’m so grateful to even have a job in it.“Yeah,” She replies, not raising her head up from her laptop. “Scott called in sick, you’ll have to fill in for him tonight.”“What? No, I can’t,” I reply sharply, only to realize that counts as “talking back” under Evelyn’s stern glare.I’m learning to drop the “princess way” already, just not fast enough.Tomorrow is Thursday, the only day of the week I get to visit dad in prison. I prepared his favourite meal, and the thought of his happy face when he sees that is what’s been carrying me through my life nowadays.Pulling a night shift would make that impossible and I still have my final year thesis to work on. I am way behind on the school stuff and I need to catch up ASAP.Evelyn closes her laptop slowly, pushing down her glasses to gla
SCARLETTTrevor cocoons his arms around her, delicately observing her dress where the coffee had spilled. My heart feels uneasy at the way he looks at her. He knows me better than anyone. He should know I’m not one to start trouble and definitely not at my place of work. Even after the incident, I didn’t go after Ashley to create any trouble for her, she apologized on her own accord, even though I knew it wasn’t genuine.So why would he believe I spilled coffee on her just cause they’re having brunch?Trevor shifts his gaze to me and my heart sinks. I cannot believe it. The warm and soft glint his eyes had a second ago when he was looking at Ashley is gone, replaced by a cold and hard stare.“Apologize to her now,” He orders, raising his voice slightly, “it’s one thing to throw a tantrum with me, but you are above bullying my friend, Scar.”What? He’s not even going to ask for my own version of the story? He’s just going to believe her?“I’m not apologizing to her because that’s not