My little feet led me across the cold tiles as I ran. I was giggling and playing, not realizing when my little legs took me to the kitchen. There I found my mother cooking breakfast, she was humming to herself as she steadily stirred the mixture in the pot. I giggle as I waddle towards her, wrapping my small arms around her leg. She stops and looks down at me with surprise in her eyes. Slowly, a smile appears on her face, but mine is wider. She picks 'little me' in her arms, and kisses my forehead. I chuckle, "how's my little River doing?" She asks, her nose nuzzling my cheek.I laugh, and after some time she gently places me on the floor. Her attention back to her food.I clap my hands, as I play while she rounds up her cooking. I hear father come out the room, nose sniffing the air. "Oliver stop sniffing, River will imitate it." She scolds him from the kitchen. Dad's face goes slack for a moment, and I burst into a loud pearl of laughter. His eyes suddenly glisten with mischievou
Eva is of average height, and had a vicious charismatic spirit. I stared into her emerald green eyes which were clouded with worry and concern. Within a second it disappears, like as though it wasn't there. She whips her golden neatly braided ponytail over her shoulder with a soft smile. She doesn't push it, and I'm grateful for that. "How does girls night sound?" she asks me with a wink. I blink, "what?" I choke out in surprise. "Oh come on, you never have fun, you're always thinking or worrying. At least, just for tonight, please.." she pleads, blinking her cute eyes at me. I turn away with a heavy sigh. "alright." I say in agreement, finally giving in."Really?" she squeals in excitement. I nod, a small smile forming on my lips. She gives me a tight hug nearly squeezing the air out of my lungs, before pulling away. "I'll finish my shift soon, wait for me." she whispered before hurrying back to her post.Eva was the only person I could communicate with, to a certain degree. If I h
I couldn't stop the memories from pouring back, and now all I wanted to do was run away and not turn back. I couldn't, not because I was scared; but because I couldn't run away from my father no matter how much I tried. No, he isn't my father. He's Oliver, an alcoholic. I had gotten used to calling him by his name, it would be difficult if things were to change for the better. "What are you... doing here?" I ask in a hushed voice, confusion swallowing up my sanity whole. He lifts his head to look up at me, and I flinch watching him stagger to his feet. "What do you mean by that? This is my house!" He suddenly yells, swinging the empty bottle of alcohol carelessly in the air causing me to take a cautious step back."Your house?" I quietly ask, anger slowly rising within me like boiling lava ready to erupt. "You're never home!" I finally yell, not holding back anymore. Let him do the worst for all I cared, I wanted to speak my mind and I will. "This very house you call your own, is
It has been nearly two days since my conviction. Eva hadn't tried to convince me otherwise, I guess she could also see ny pain.Tonight is the last night I have to run away, before the wedding ceremony tomorrow. Hence, tonight was probably the last time I would see Eva again.After our shift,I make my way to her post. She looked more gloomy than I expected, but she did her best to brighten up. We both walked home silently, perhaps too scared to say anything to ruin the moment. By the time it's time to bid her farewell, she unexpectedly hugs me. I gasp, my eyes wide in surprise.around her too. After some seconds, I wrap my hands around her too. "Promise me you'll come back to see me, or else I'd be worried sick you know." She said into my ear, voice quavering. I still for a moment, before leaning in deeper into the hug. "I will, I promise." I said with finality. That seemed to do the trick because she finally let go. Once she finally leaves, I inhale deeply before turning back to my
At first there's an unbearable silence, but then as though a bell was rung; they all begin to chuckle. "What did you say kiddo?" A deep intimidating voice asks from ahead.He seemed to be stronger than all four of the thugs, and their leader too. The stranger however, takes a challenging step forward, causing their chuckles to die down. "I said," the stranger replies threateningly, "let her go." he adds. Their leader cracks his knuckles and begins to approach him, but he doesn't take any step back. "And what if I don't?" he asks daringly, "you die." came the strangers' reply. The one who is currently holding me by the neck, lowers me to the ground but doesn't release me. "her?" He asks mockingly, pulling me to the front of the leader before tossing me to the stranger's feet. I groan at the impact, trying my best to balance the force between my hands though it still hurts.My silver hair covers my face, while I cough. I try my best to breathe while I rub my sore throat, my visions
The pain I felt in my head was agonising.I gasped for breath as soon as I opened my eyes. My body still felt numb and stiff at the moment, so I couldn't move properly for the time being. I blinked the haziness out of my eyes, finding myself staring blankly at a black ceiling.Just then, I realized I was moving. No, that wasn't it. I was being moved, but I couldn't figure out where to. The car, slowly comes to a stop after about twenty minutes had passed by. I couldn't sit upright due to the weakness in my body at the moment. What scared me more was the fact that, my eyes were slowly giving in to darkness.I nearly panicked for a moment, but got distracted by the sound of the car door being pulled open. I failed to see the face of the man who had pulled it open, and find myself squinting my eyes due to the bright light that pour in. My hazy vision wasn't helping, as I felt the stranger's strong arms wrap around my back and legs. Gently, lifting me out of the car."I was afraid somet
By the time Mr Ron returned, I had wiped my tears and was nearly done consuming my breakfast. He frowned at my pace, but placed the white pair of flip flops beside my feet nonetheless. "Here they are." He said, I placed my cutlery on my plate and wiped my mouth with a napkin. I turned to him, the moment I had put the flip flops on."Thank you Mr Ron, but it really wasn't necessary." I say softly, while standing on my feet. A small smile appears on his face, "nonsense." He says waving a hand in dismissal, "Besides, you're like a daughter to me." He adds, walking ahead. But I pause, hesitantly looking at the plate I had eaten from, then finally taking it."No need for that, the maids will have that cleaned." He said, stopping me in my tracks. oh."It really isn't.." I try to protest, but then his eyes stop me. "O... okay." I say gently placing the plate on the table, finally giving in. With a polite smile he leads me next, to the kitchen.****I had soon learned Mr. Hayden had ordered
I had to remind myself to breathe, with each step I took towards Mr. Hayden.I watched him with a fearful heart as he stepped into the room he had brought me to while I was unconscious. I murmur a quick prayer before stepping into the room after him.I stand by the door like a statue, waiting for my punishment. I could feel the pounding of my heart as I watched him hang up, before tucking his phone in his pockets. There was silence, an awful lot of silence. I watched him as he tucked his hands in his pockets, with his back still facing me, he finally spoke. Breaking the silence."You like it?" I hear him ask, I blink."What?" I suddenly blurt in disbelief. He doesn't turn to me but I can tell from what he says next that he was slightly pissed."I said," He begins slowly, making dread grow at the pit of my stomach."Do you like it?" He asks again, and my head spins."Do I like... what?" I ask again, and this time he turns to me, locking his eyes with mine before he replies."The roo
Third Person Pov: The ride was unusually long today. Though it didn't feel tense. It felt normal. Normal... It had become 'normal' to come to work everyday with River. Hayden had no idea how this had come to be. Either way, he was perfectly fine with it. With a sigh, he heard River shut the notebook infront of her. Before turning her eyes back to the window. She seemed... worried. Bothered even. He wanted to know what is was. What was bothering her too much? The strange feeling crawling back in his chest. That feeling he had, the one which felt like he wanted to take away all her pain; and erase anyone who caused her discomfort or harm. He couldn't stop himself, and he didn't know why. "Speak." He finally says, breaking the silence which had settled over them both for a while. His voice cutting through it like a clean blade. He could feel his driver tense, but fortunately the man didn't say or do anything stupid. River only sighed once more, peaking his curiosity
Eva I'm well aware of how bad the situation is, but this... isn't what I had expected. I haven't fully recovered my vision, for who knows how long? I was aware they were probably giving me sedatives to keep me from completely regaining my consciousness. I could only imagine where they had kept my sister and father. I could feel my eyes droop, the more I tried to keep them open. My hands and legs were tied to each side of the chair. I turn my head to the side with an agonising groan, the action alone taking a lot of energy from me. I force my eyes open one more time, trying to take in my surroundings. It seemed they had locked me away in a dark room. The carton boxes around making it look like an abandoned basement or storage room. I couldn't see any sign of my family here, and there was no sound from the environment to give off a hint of their current condition. This placed me in a panicked state, as I immediately began to thrash in the ropes I had been tied in. I needed to fin
It'd been a few days since Mr. Thomas had come to take me back. The question he had asked me that day still lingering in my mind. This morning, both I and Hayden had come to office together as usual. He had also smiled at me, before going up to his office. Even though, it was small it meant a lot. I couldn't erase it from my mind afterwards. Moments later, i found myself happily humming as I worked in the kitchen. Making sure to make the orders as quickly as I could without any delay. I was almost done rounding up the last order, when I heard a familiar voice call my name from behind. I pause, stiffening a bit, before turning around. I arc a brow in question, seeking answers from him for suddenly interrupting me. The guy who had called me was Jake. He had a jovial and naive personality being around him felt like a breath of fresh air. Though the little charisma he gave off, often reminded me of Eva more than i cared to admit. He clears his throat, stuttering before he speaks.
Third Person Pov: It was already time to go home for the night. River stiffens as the word hits her like a hard brick.'Home...'It just couldn't leave her mind. With a heavy sigh, she pulls the apron over her head. Ensuring to hang it where its meant to be, before reporting to Miss Sasha."I'll be on my way now. Take care, Miss Sasha." River says, peeking in through the wooden door, leading to Miss Sasha's office. She hums in reply. Her reading glasses were currently on, and her attention seemed fixated on the documents she was currently going through."Get home safely." Miss Sasha adds, finally lifting her eyes off the documents, and then turning to look at River.River blinks, taken aback by the sudden concern. With a nervous laugh, she brushes it off quickly. "I will." River says in reply, with a small smile.Getting her bag ready to walk out the door. Expecting to see Hayden, but instead... Its Mr. Thomas standing there, at the entrance; waiting for her. Arms crossed in a non-c
The silence in the room becomes palpable, as both Mr. Ron and Hayden approach us. "What happened to her?" Hayden asks Mira, who was still shaking in fear. She opens her mouth to answer but nothing comes out. Her hands were shivering. Just before Hayden could say anything more, I immediately step in. "I burnt myself." I blurt out and all eyes turn to me. Immediately, I regret the decision as I fight the urge to shrink back into the couch. As though Hayden read my thoughts, his eyes softened as they stared at me. Just for a split second. The switch was so fast, it got me confused. I open my mouth to say something else, but Mr. Ron cuts me off. "How could you be so careless?" I hear him ask, as Hayden approaches me. My mind goes blank as I watch him grab the first aid kit, before kneeling beside me. Both Mr. Ron's and Mira's eyes widen at this. I on the other hand, didn't know what to make of the gesture. "Show me where you're hurt." he tells me. His voice is so soft and gentle
It was a weekend today, and I still couldn't get over the nightmare I had had the night before. Taking slow steady steps down the stair case, I savor the silence in my environment, as I slowly approach the kitchen. I could hear the sounds of cutleries clashing against each other, fully aware that Mr. Ron's daughter was currently present. Pausing for a moment, I take a small deep breath, making sure to put on a smile before making my way in. "Hey.." I greet with a small wave. Her eyes light up the moment she locks eyes with me, "Good timing, I need your help." She exclaimed. Dumping a spatula in the sink as she quickly goes over to check on whatever she had on the gas. "umm.. sure." I say a bit weakly, but do my best to brush off the pain and heaviness in my chest as I set to work. Moving over to the sink to wash out the dirty dishes. I don't wait for her to tell me what else was needed. I go as far as drying the plates and take my time to neatly arrange them before carefully cl
Eva: I haven't heard from River for over a month now. It is really worrying, especially after the incident which had happened few days after her disappearance. With a sigh, I begin to tidy the kitchen, but my mind can't help but differ back to the incidents of that night. A shudder makes its way down my spine as the memory resurfaces. If my dad hadn't shown up in the nick of time, with an AK 47 gun, I know for a fact... Mr. Arnold Knot will stop at nothing to get the truth out of me. The sound of the door to the entrance of the restaurant clicking shut, snaps me out of my trance. Immediately my eyes land on the wall clock, noting that it was already time to end my shift. If I'm any more late than I already am, I can't guarantee my safety. I take off my apron, then proceed to drape it over a hanger. I grab my bag and make my way towards the exit, making way for the next shift to begin. I inhale deeply, sighing as I exhale the night air. It sure would have been a very pea
My little feet were struggling to keep up, as the grip on my mother's hand tightened.Wait... little?Slowly, the scene began to shift as a terrifying unsettling feeling set in. Mom, I had lost her thirteen years ago. What...Her breathing quickened, as she picked me hastily off my feet. She was running now, my face buried in her chest while she did her best to cover my hair.I could hear the pounding of her heart as she came to a sudden stop. Her breathing was laboured, and more urgent now. "We're trapped." She said.The noise up ahead, began to grow louder. The sound of clashing blades, and gun shots could be heard from two story buildings away.Before I could wrap my head around the situation, I feel my mom pull me closer to her as she turns around a corner to hide.She was panting, I was scared too. It made me hold unto her tighter. I watched as her silver hair sticks to her cheeks due to the sweat."Mom, are we going to die?" I remember asking, she had immediately turned away fro
Third Person Pov:Thomas and Hayden are seated in a meeting with Teil and his group. Teil is a muscular and buff man, whose face is hard as stone. His neutral and unfeeling behaviour earns him fear from his opponents. He enjoys the sound of his opponents bones being crushed.Needless to say, he was a monster.The air around them seemed tense, everyone seemed to be holding their breaths as Hayden spoke."How much man power do you have currently?" he aks Teil."About ninety men." Teil replied simply. Silence."It isn't enough." Hayden said, tapping his fingers on the desk. "We're going up against a group of insane monsters, and the leader is no different. We are talking about a guy who murdered a student with a fork at the age of thirteen." Hayden says matter of factly, to let them know of the gravity of the situation.Which meant, if they made one wrong move, he would be waiting, and won't hesitate to destroy them all. He didn't need to say this, they already knew."In that case we ne