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SCARLETTI was sitting in the cafeteria, looking at the long list of things I had to cover. From Essays to coursework to assignments, the list was endless and as fun as it was going to be diving into it, I knew it was also going to be stressful.I felt something drop on the table beside the tablet I was scrolling through. I glanced at it to see a cup of smoothie before I raised my head to see who had dropped it and it was Delia.We kind of bonded after that first day. I wouldn’t say we are exactly friends yet but we are getting there, we’ve been studying together and she’s way smarter than she makes people believe.“Pineapple smoothie for you,” She says, giving me a small smile.“My favourite,” I replied, scooting over to make space for her and returning her smile. “Not for me, I prefer bananas and strawberries. So what are we covering today?” She replies as she takes her seat next to me, dragging the tablet in front of her.I love studying but I’ve never seen someone as excited about
SCARLETTWe have just finished our Macroeconomics class, going over a case study when Chloe approaches me and Delia.“Just ignore her,” I whisper to Delia as Chloe walks up to us. I know she’s just coming to stir up trouble, her normal MOU since I resumed back to school fully.She’s probably going to top the class with Delia being a close second. I’ll just be happy to pass and get this degree. One thing I’ve learnt so far is that even if a degree from a prestigious school like VBU will jumpstart anyone’s career in the business world, the horrors of the real business world are different and can eat anyone up.What happened to dad is a prime example of that.“You bitches checked your test scores yet? Rumour has it I’m the only one who got a perfect score,” She says in a haughty and airy tone.Delia looks at her passively, taking my instruction to heart while I make a face. “Good for you.”“What did you get, an F?” She asks, flicking her brows at me.I scoff, rolling my eyes at her. I h
SCARLETTEverything else seems to be going great in school except for the elephant in the room. All my other professors have been kind and very understanding and I’ve been studying hard to get my grades up, putting my feet down and giving it my all.Between Chloe’s gloating over how she’s going to be the best student this year and be crowned Queen of VBU and the constant bullying from Professor August, Delia has been the light.For the first time I know what it’s like to have a friend who doesn’t care about status or anything of that sort. I know I used to be that friend but I’m not anymore and I’ve never been more glad.If anything positive came out of the tragedy that befell my family, it was bringing me down to earth and showing me how wealth, status and position in society can quickly vanish and only people who truly love you for who you are and not what you are, remain.It’s funny how I didn’t even remember that I had given Delia my private library card in our first year to get ac
SCARLETTI can hear Delia calling after me as I’m heading to the faculty hall but I pretend not to hear her, picking up my pace instead. I’m not mad at her, I know it’s not her fault, she was only trying to help but right now I just want to be alone.I already had enough problems and now I just lost ten percent of the fucking peanut grades I was trying to improve. Maybe mom is right, I should just quit this school thing and take up a modelling career in her friends agency, at least no one would give me the kind of shit professor August is forcing down my throat.I slip into a seat at the far end of the faculty hall, keeping my head down. If the Dean of the faculty didn’t make this faculty meeting compulsory for every member, I would have just been on my way home after Professor August’s class.“Are you mad at me?” Delia comes into view, sinking into the seat beside me and putting her hands on mine. “I’m sorry.”“Yeah, whatever,” I reply, pulling my hands away from under hers. Can she s
SCARLETTI’ve had no luck so far with any of dad’s friends that I’ve tried to contact, even if the talk show is only about two weeks away from today. Some of them won’t reply to me, some blatantly refuse to see me and a few of them want us to meet in private but after what happened with uncle Ethan I know better.I’m not giving up though, I’ll just keep trying and as for what I have to offer, Dad once told me how all top companies fight to hire the top graduates of the best business schools because of their potential. I know I’m probably not going to top my class but my grades have greatly improved in my other courses except for corporate finance, for obvious reasons, and if I can secure those bonus points for it, whoever helps me and hires me will still be getting a gem in their hands with one of the best graduating students in the country as their staff.It’s a win for them and a win for me.“There’s an opening for a clerk position at the store where I work,” Delia says, pulling me
TREVORI don’t understand why she won’t just get it. We have a deal, one that I can no longer fucking get out of and I get that. I’ve pretty much already lost Scarlett, why lose the money too?Once she graduates and we have our secret wedding, I get her inheritance and she gets to marry the man of her dreams, everyone is happy but until then, we’re not getting intimate in any way, shape or form.Ashley’s sitting on the armrest of the couch that I’m reclined into, apologising for the upteent time while I’m smoking on a fat blunt with a bottle of half drunk whiskey in front of me.Her constant obsession with humiliating Scarlett no matter how much I take her side finally got the best of us. Dad completely cut off my allowance as a punishment for pissing grandpa off, knowing fully well that the old man is mad at him for what happened with the company.“Baby, please say something,” She says, stroking my arm.I glare at her hand and she slowly withdraws it. I never should have gotten involv
TREVORAshley looks between me and Chloe as she leaves my condo, her eyes asking the questions her lips wouldn’t dare utter. I shut the door behind her, sinking into the couch and letting out a deep sigh when Chloe picks up the bottle from the floor and sets it on the table before she picks up the remote control and turns the TV on.“Trouble in paradise?” She asks, lighting the blunt and taking a long drag before she passes it to me.Chloe and I have been friends since we were toddlers, we messed around as teenagers and gave each other our firsts but we quickly realised it was only a fleeting thing and decided to remain as friends and that’s how it’s been since then.“More like trouble in hell…that girl is the fucking devil,” I reply, puffing the joint.Chloe snickers. “You really know how to pick your bitches.”I frown at that, knowing exactly what she means, she’s never hidden her dislike for Scarlett. They’re always at loggerheads and shit. Scarlett really doesn’t mind her, she’s n
SCARLETT Sometimes I don’t get sports, just a bunch of people running around, putting themselves through rigorous physical exercise, always trying to get a ball to do something, whether it’s going past a goalkeeper, going over a line or into a basket. I’m watching Delia and her teammates’ soccer practice with a little more enthusiasm than normal because I’m finally getting a little understanding of the game, since Delia has explained it like a dozen times. Just like music helps me sometimes escape the world, that is what soccer does for Delia. She said it’s the only thing that makes her feel seen, where her being a shy girl who rarely talks to anyone doesn’t matter. When the ball is at her feet, she feels like she is truly free to express herself and her feet does all the talking her mouth never could. Delia passes the ball to a teammate and then runs ahead and her teammate plays it in between the legs of the opponent, giving the ball back to Delia, who dribbles past two defender
SCARLETT“Mommy huwwy, Bad wolf will catch us,” My two year old daughter, Carmela, drags my hand, giggling as we run into my room, looking for where to hide from the big bad wolf with red scarves tied on our backs.“Roar….I’ll get you,” Damian’s voice comes from under the stairs as his footsteps make heavy thudding noises.This is Carmela’s favourite game and Damian loves nothing more than to make her happy. If there is anyone that can compete with his love for me, it is the love he has for our kids.“They went into mom’s room dad,” Jayden, my annoying and beautiful five year old son yells at the top of his voice from their room which adjoins mine.“Jayden talk too much, now daddy will catch us,” Carmela makes an annoyed face.I smile at her, wondering why she took all of her dad’s features and barely any of mine, the black hair, deep black eyes, full and plump lips, his slightly wide nose and even at just two, the glare she has on her face is so similar to his icy one.“Quick, let’s
SCARLETTI slowly pick up the gun, pointing it at his forehead with my hands trembling. Hate, anger, frustration, all compounding and marauding my thoughts. The memories of everything he did to me, cheating on me with Ashley and humiliating me time and time again for her sake, conniving with her to use me to frame my father and send him to prison, an act that plunged my life into hell and then the verbal, emotional and physical abuse that followed.He doesn’t deserve my forgiveness, I don’t want to feel pity for him, even with the tears streaming down his eyes or with how genuine his words sound. This is Trevor, it could all still be an act to do something more evil but if he hadn’t been wicked and done those things to me, I never would have met my hero, my rock and my shield, my resting place.
TREVORI took a life for her and I became a fugitive, living from hand to mouth and constantly evading capture but not anymore, I need to get out of this city for good.I didn’t want to kill Ashley that day, after I knocked her down to prevent her from shooting Scarlett, she was determined to still do it and while wrestling with her for the gun, I mistakenly pulled the trigger and she died on the spot.I became scared, I panicked and did the only thing I could do, bury her body and run for my life. The first few days were the hardest, having to rely on my boy scout skills and living in the open forest, feeding on fruits and nuts and weaving leaves and vines for shelter.&n
SCARLETT“I demand half of all his cash and assets! I have been married to him for over twenty years, I deserve good compensation,” Dahlia yells at the top of her voice in Dad’s new mansion that he bought for him and his new sweetheart, my mama bear, Lexi.The moment dad got out of prison, I wasted no time in telling him the truth about Dahlia and the woman I now call mom, Lexi. Despite how much Lexi protested, I just could not stop myself. She has loved him for years, refusing to fully give herself to another man and yet she never made a move to snatch him from Dahlia.What kind of a daughter would I be if I just folded my hands and watch my father and mother continue to be betrayed and deceived by a vile woman like Dahlia.
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
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
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.
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
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