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SCARLETT The faint sound of my something ringing slowly pulls me away from the comfortable hands of sleep. I yawn, then turn my back to where the sound is coming from when realisation hits me and my eyes pop. I quickly grab my phone and it’s a call from Delia. Before I take the call, I already know why she is calling. I am terribly late for school. “Where are you? Professor August is in class and he’s asking of you. He looks pissed,” Delia’s words make me jump out of bed instantly. I only just started to get into his good graces and I’d rather his smile and unnecessary compliments than his scowl and victimisation. This is why I hate working night shifts. I only wanted to catch a few hours of sleep before school in the morning but now I have overslept and my alarm didn’t even wake me up. “Careful,” Lexi says as I bolt out of the door, bumping into her. From now on, I’m using her as my human alarm. “Sorry! I’m late,” I reply, running off to get a cab. It’s a good thing I sh
I’m on my way to the restaurant Professor August asked me to join him, wearing a black denim trouser with a black long sleeve shirt and a pair of white sneakers, a white band wrapped around my hair and a tiny pearl bracelet on my wrist, the same build as my earrings. I cannot lie, my stomach feels empty and full at the same time from the nervousness of knowing what he wants, I hope this isn’t about Damian again. The restaurant he picked wasn’t in the highbrow areas of the city but it wasn’t exactly bad at all. The Fab Restaurant was one of those restaurants that catered to the needs of everyone, the rich, the poor and those in between. There was something in their menu that every pay grade could afford, which made it very popular. I’ve been here once before with dad when it newly opened but it wasn’t planned or anything, we just got hungry on the road and The Fab was the closest restaurant. I walk into the cozy restaurant late in the afternoon and the soft lighting and comfortable
SCARLETT “When we get there, just let me do the talking,” Mom says, keeping her eyes straight on the road and her hands firm on her steering wheel. She has refused to move out of Lexi’s apartment permanently, constantly around, even though she’s rented her own condo unit uptown. “How can I just let you do the talking when I’m the one supposed to be pitching the product? That makes no sense,” I reply curtly Knowing Mom had a lot of anti ageing and anti wrinkling products that she used, I started to compare and contrast different metrics between SkinAlive, professor August’s product and the other brands mom uses. I started with the suitable skin types and SkinAlive, like the others, was suitable for most skin types, the ingredients were largely the same, all FDA certified and I also found some online reviews for SkinAlive, some were negative but most were positive. The only huge difference between it and the other brands was it was far cheaper in price compared to the rest of the b
TREVOR “I don’t owe you shit anymore Chloe, get the fuck out my face,” I say to Chloe, my eyes fixed on the horse that I’ve just placed a ten thousand dollar bet on, sitting at the horse racing track. “I’m not saying you owe me anything and I’m not going to try to blackmail you either. I just want you to hear me out.” I scoff. “You can fucking try that and see what becomes of you.” “Stop it Trevor! Just fucking listen to me,” she yells in frustration but I really do not have time to deal with her. The adrenal rush I get from watching these horses gallop past each other knowing I’m either going to make or lose money has sort of become my new addiction, a suitable distraction that I need to get my mind off Scarlett. I’m slowly beginning to accept that I’m never going to be a part of her life again. Anytime I try to make things okay, she overreacts, things blow out of proportion and I’m always left there standing like the guy who’s to blame for everything. Fuck her. She doesn’t con
SCARLETT I thought I would be on my way to Ariclear this Monday morning with the data for the ingredients but I guess not. I left professor August a text and two emails that day but there was no reply. He missed his class on Friday last week and his assistant said he wasn’t on seat when I went to check in his office but I left a message with her. I can’t believe he just went AWOL at such a critical time. I did get back to Ariclear about the delay and they were cool with it, as long as I got it to them within the week. After my macroeconomics class, I’m expecting professor August to show up for Corporate Finance but he doesn’t come. Rather it’s his assistant who comes and gives us an assignment, courtesy of the professor. Frustrated, I run up to her as she’s about to leave the classroom. “Good morning miss,” I greet with a cheerful smile. “Morning,” she replies in a clipped tone. Her facial expression is nonchalant and disinterested. “Did you deliver my message to the prof?” “
SCARLETT “Look at my face, see what you’ve done to my face,” mom says for the hundredth time since I got home. I don’t understand what went wrong. Just yesterday, her face was perfectly okay and right now, looking at it, it is quite horrible. The entire length and breadth of her face is covered with a reddish brown rash and she thinks SkinAlive is responsible for it. I don’t know what to believe, I’ve never interacted with anyone else who has used the product, only mom, but that doesn’t mean the product is bad, people have been known to have allergic reactions to skin care products while there is nothing particularly wrong with the product. This is so messed up. “That’s enough Dahlia, you’re only going to make the poor child feel more horrible than she already does,” Lexi says, glancing between mom and I with a sullen look in her eyes. Mom scowls at her. “Really? How do you think I feel having my face like this? I never should have listened to the both of you….” Mom bursts out in
SCARLETT “If I do this, you promise to give me the internship?” Chloe asks in a coquettish tone and my stomach sinks, realising what she is talking about. “If you do your part, I’ll do mine,” Professor August replies and I hear the sound of lips smacking against each other. Chloe moans and he groans. “Your lips taste divine….I want them around my cock.” A sickening feeling washes over me. I am really going to witness them having sex with me right under the table? “What about Scarlett?” I hear Chloe ask as professor August leans against the table. Through the small opening underneath, I can see his trouser at his feet with his legs spread apart. “What about her?” “What if she also gets an investor or gives herself to you, what will you do then?” She must be sick to think I’ll put myself down the way she has, all because of a stupid internship. Professor August chuckles softly. “Even if she lets me fuck all the holes in her body and brings the most lucrative deal to my table, I
SCARLETT “How’s your mother gum gum? She hasn’t come to see me in a while,” Dad says in a sad tone. I know how much he loves her and how unfair her treatment of him is but even if you state the obvious, he would still rationalise and come up with an excuse for her. That’s how much he loves her. “Mom’s fine, she’s just been very busy lately. I’m sure she’ll come as soon as her schedule frees up,” My heart clenches as I lie to him. I still asked her to join me before I left the house. Her response was: “It’s not me your father needs, it’s his freedom. When he gets out, I’ll still be here…hopefully.” Dad smiles wryly at me. “And Lexi, we only talk when I call the house, it would actually be nice if the three of you can come together someday. It gets lonely without my family sometimes.” My heart breaks at the pain in his voice. Ever since mom and Lexi had that fight about him, Lexi stopped visiting too. I take a minute to look at my father and I blink back the tears that pool in my
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