Lu walked in the passage of the prison, her face scrunched up in annoyance. She had just woken up in that rotten prison that contained a lot of messed up human beings and some psychotic ones also without anyone visiting her. The images of the people in it continued to appear in her brains. While some of them were found guilty in the prison, some of them were not making her heart clench in pain. She met a young boy that won’t pass the age of fifteen in the prison, running errands for the big men in the prison and it had broken her heart. His hair was the same color Felix was making her find him attractive.She slumped into the chair, closing her eyes as she relaxed her muscles. She had no idea she would be visited today and was just happy that she has been remembered after all this while. The image of the boy appeared again in her head, while he was begging her to please help him.“I don’t know anything about it. They just came into my house and said I did it.” The boy said.“What did
“What? How did the prince find out what?” Lu repeated.“Stop faking it Lu. The prince already knows who you are. How did he know? Why the hell did you have to tell him?” Sir John half yelled at her.Lu was shocked and that’s when everything clicked to her. The main reason why Sir John had not processed her bail was because he knew already and he was angry at her for allowing him to know. But she had no idea how he knew anything of this at all. “You can’t blame me for that.” Lu said after some minutes.“Then who should we blame? Who did I give the damn mission to? I remember giving it to you because you seemed fit to do it. But who knew you were just going to mess it all up for me.” Sir John said, his veins popping on his forehead.He was angry at her. Angry was an understatement. If he had other words to describe how he was feeling right now,he would have used it. He did not expect Lu to betray him his way. He had trusted her, gave her all she wanted, given her the biggest mission an
“Wow. So wow.” Rich said from the side.“Betrayal, Lu how do you feel about this? Khalil can’t do it. He’s just taking my side. Wow. Well, don’t trust anyone darling.” Rich mocked her.“I’m surprised Lu. I’m really surprised. Khalil going to your back and snitch about you. Intriguing.” Rich said, scoffing and mocking Lu.“Keep quiet.” Sir John said without looking at him.Lu felt all color drain from her face, a part of her already left her as she heard it. She could not believe her ears. Khalil! Khalil was the snitch. Her heart clenched tightly against her chest as his voice resounded in her ear again. Why would he do something like that to her? Why? She trusted him. He was her friend but why?“Why?” Lu said faintly.She raised her head to meet Khalil's eyes.“Why did you do it? Tell me Why?” She yelled at him.“I did it because I wanted to. Did you take me as a fool Lu?” Khalil said to her.“We were friends. Khalil, I treated you well like my friend. Why did you go behind me to tell
“I ruined the life of the only man I had ever truly loved” Lu said as a tear escaped the jail of her eyes and others followed in quick succession. She couldn’t just forget the look on Felix’s face as the cops came for her. She had never seen him like that. He looked utterly broken like a sad child. He couldn’t bring his self to look at her, not even a glance. She knew that, that image will forever not only hunt her but Judge her. You know when someone offends, it’s easier to blame that person but when it’s all your fault….the pain comes in one billion folds. And that was how she had been feeling since she got into this cell but what hurt her so deep when ever she remembered the look on Felix’s face was that…she was responsible. I did that to him she told her self as she sobbed hard. She found out that she has truly loved him and this was not because of his royalty, fame or money….but because he was amidst all that royalty was a man who had the most beautiful heart she had ever known
“Your highness, you are more suitable for becoming King in my opinion, you shouldn't give up just because—”“—Enough,” Felix interupted his buckler. “Don't interfere in royal matters.”The middle aged man bowed his head, “Forgive me, your highness.”Felix waved at the buckler, “Whatever, leave my room and take the snacks with you, I'm not hungry.”“Yes.” The buckler grabbed the tray containing the delicious gooseberry pies and started to head towards the door. He would have to eat the gooseberry pies himself, he wouldn't let it go to waste.As the buckler headed out, Felix let out a sigh and just laid on his bed, unwilling to do anything else.He remembered that woman's face and the good times they had together. He thought he finally found the one he could build a peaceful family with. Turns out she was also a fraud.He tried to convince himself that she was a fraud but.. somewhere deep in his heart. He knew that was not true or he refused to believe it.As much as he hated her.. He c
Felix kept his nose in the book, wondering what would happen next to the peasant girl.As Kara lingered around her home, she still wasn't forgiven. Kara's mother took pity on her and begged her father to take her back in but he refused. He said she was no longer needed in the house as she was of marriageable age, it was best for her to meet her lover, live with him and produce children.Felix lifted his head from the book in rage.What sort of beast was this? From what he knew, Kara was untouched and she didn't have a boyfriend either. She did every single chore in the house and instead of appreciating her, her father was berating her.It disgusted his nerves. If only he could enter the novel and give Kara's father a good beating.He continued reading the book.One day, when Kara was sleeping outside. She didn't see the snake creeping around in the vicinity and she got bit.She screamed out for help. Even though her family in the house heard, her father forbade anyone from attending t
Felix headed straight to his room. The mirror had been fixed and he was left to take a rest on the awfully big bed.As he laid on his back, he noticed it felt a bit uncomfortable. He had hunched over while reading that novel without noticing.He sighed and stayed in the position for a bit while reminiscing the story he just heard. It was indeed a tragic novel.He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.By morning, he awoke and suddenly wanted to do something fun.He had the helps get him painting materials and he painted in the luxury of his backyard. He admired the morning beauty and could paint with more precision. He was a novice at painting but the sort of beauty he was drawing looked like a masterpiece and the maids around made sure he was aware of that.He just brushed it off and assumed they were all fawning over him.However, his good mood was immediately ruined by the dark clouds hovering over the sky. It looked like it was going to rain.As soon as he thought that, th
He stood up from where he was sitting and headed to the library. He was surprised to see that the maid Sasha was still there, indulging in a different book.Felix was surprised to see that. He thought she left after him and it was unbearable to imagine that she'd been in the library throughout the burst of rain and thunderstorms.How could a lady stay alone at that time? Wasn't she scared of the rain? And thunder too.. thunders made a lot of noise, how could she not be frightened by that.“Your highness,” Sasha gasped and stood from the table she was sitting in and bowed her head in apology.“Your highness!” She cried in a loud tone, “I'm sorry for being here!”Felix sighed, “I guess the time I gave you to read was very short.”The maid went down on her knees and it triggered Felix. That was the nonsense Lu did outside which contributed to her passing out.He sighed and looked at the maid's face. It looked puffy like a bunny's and he chuckled silently and gestured for her to stand but
What if she had not given him enough chance to explain or maybe she wasn’t even in the mood to listen to him. She let anger and bitterness cloud her. If he hid the fact about his child to her, it was for a reason. Maybe he didn’t want it to ruin their relationship bit she failed to see things his way. She was just bent on her own thoughts. She sighed as she went over to her baby and carried her to the bed with her and within few seconds, she was fast asleep. ...Eric constantly checked his phone to see if at least there would be a flash call from Sam but none. Even if it was a single lined SMS, he would appreciate it. Had she moved on?, he thought to himself He felt sorry that he kept such a big secret from her. He had always wanted to tell her, bit he didn’t seem to have the opportunity or rather the opportunity had been there but he was just too scared of her reaction. He was so scared of loosing her and he cherished her more then an anything. Today is the second day sinc
“Sam that was all in the past, yes I admit I was a cheat, liar, player and all evil you could think of me then, but Sam, that was all in the past . Believe me when I say I’m a changed man now. I have nothing with that girl. In fact I am even shocked to see her here.We haven’t been in contact for two years now and suddenly she just appears and wants to spoil the beautiful relationship we have. Please don’t believe whatever she said. Believe me when I say you are all I have and want. I love you so much and that’s all that matters“One could feel table sincerity in his voice but could easily believe him buy Sam wasn’t taking any of that. She felt so hurt and bitter that she didn’t want to talk to him. She was so pained“Are you done talking?”“Now leave me alone!” she dragged her hand away from his and walked away. “Sam please you have to believe me” he called after her, but she didn’t even look back at all. She just disappeared away, out of his sight. Eric stood confused and ang
“Who are you?“Sam asked with a sudden frown on her face as she saw the blonde thick lady, who had just opened the door to Eric’s house and is standing half way, as if blocking the entrance from her getting in“I should be asking you that question” she replied rather rudely, looking at her from head to toe with a smirk on her face. Samantha was confused. She didn’t know what to do, She was in a cross road. One mind told her to walk away, maybe when she saw Eric later, he would have a lot of explaining to do. Or rather she should just walk out forever since she wasn’t enough for him.Was Eric seeing another woman and deceiving her? Why was her life like this?Why does every man she keeps meeting keep failing her and leaving her shattered?She couldn’t accept the fact she had been played yet again by another man after the first one left her shattered and helpless. This woman standing in front of her, beautiful, with curves, her blonde hair packed in a ponytail and looking so radia
Eric sat in his parlour and took another sip of his beer. He didn’t seem to understand why Samantha had been avoiding him so he decided to go check up her and the baby. If she wasn’t going to see him, he was going to see her and make her see him.“oh, hello Eric! Nice of you to come by.” Samantha smiled as she opened the door to let Eric in. Her smile couldn’t be more fake. “i haven't seen you around lately so I came to check up on you and the baby.” Eric walked in.“I’ve just been a lot of busy lately, have a lot of things on my mind and all that stuff.” Samantha waved her hands in dismissive way.“maybe you should take a break, rest a little if you can. You don’t need so much stress in your life especially not when you have a baby to take care off.” Eric sat on the couch and looked at Samantha who was clearly avoiding eye contact. “enough about me, how have you been?” Samantha asked, sitting beside Eric and giving cheerful smiles every second. It was beginning to get weird.“I’ve
Samantha sat in her chair. Her thoughts were far from the sight of her child playing before her. Samantha was thinking of far deeper things. She was thinking of the life that her and Eric might or would never have. It wasn’t her fault; the life she had led so far was going to decide the fate that her and Eric had together. Samantha was deep in thoughts, she wanted the good life for her child and for herself and also for Eric but in her mind, she knew that she would eventually have to decide on who to let out her plan.Samantha crossed her legs on the chair. She c could see her child on the ground, having the time of its life. Samantha smiled. She wanted that; to be free without a care in the world. She just wanted all these choices and decisions to go away and leave her with the perfect and peaceful life she wanted to lead. It wasn’t the biggest thing in the world to ask but Samantha knew it was going to be hard and she would make choices she didn’t even want to make. The first choice
It was a very cool morning, the sun was barely out but one could see the rays from it that projected itself into the room, through the windows. The room was not so big ,but quite seizable to contain three people in it. Samantha was already lying on the bed with her son beside her . The room was well decorated with lots of flowers and designs. There was a little television hanged on the wall and a medium size refrigerator beside the bed. The bed was a medium size one which could contain two persons comfortably on it. Samantha rolled from one side of the bed to another and finally opens her eyes ,she stretches herself and notices that it was already broad daylight. She sluggishly and lazily got up from the bed and made for her rope which she put on herself. Oh god !what a stressful day I had yesterday, Samantha said .Walking into the bathroom of which its door was just adjacent to the bed she had laid on, She takes a brush and begins to apply paste on it . She swings it into her mouth
Eric had driven for nearly all of the night. His eyes were tired. His hands were tired, and even though he did not look like it and would not mention it to Samantha, he was tired.She had gotten tired the minute the clock struck 10PM, but she had kept up a losing battle with her body to stay awake. The baby had been asleep from before they even got in the truck. And for as many times as she slapped herself to stay awake, when the clock struck 11, she had thrown her head over the baby and settled into sleep.Eric did not feel himself drifting. He just knew that after the car had begun to move along the road shoulders and brushing nearby shrubs (one of which painfully slapped him on the head) that they had to stop and rest.They had been on the road for over six hours now. And there was a baby in tow. They had to stop and rest.He started keeping his eyes out for signs and notice boards. There were no other drivers on the road, so he kept on going. He hoped they would find a motel soon.
“Are you okay?”“Oh? Oh, yeah. I am.” Samantha whispered, then added, “t-thank you.”Eric gave a grunt in acknowledgement and turned the key in the ignition. The truck came to life with a rumble.“Here goes nothing,” he said as he clutched the gear shift.~~~Inside, Samantha fought a war against herself—a war she was gradually losing. In the last five minutes, she had turned at least seven times to catch a glimpse of Eric.To see his strong, proud chin. To see that flaming red hair. To see the stubble on his lips—she imagined how they would feel when she ran her lips across them—and all seven times, she had immediately thrown her gaze to the back of the truck as if she was searching for something.She wondered if Eric noticed this. She hoped not. She was already dying inward of the embarrassing prospects that her mind seemed to keep dreaming up.She tried to rock the baby in her arms to distract herself, but she found herself turning again, ever so slowly.Her eyes shot to his face a
Eric’s eyes were wild, but his face was calm; at least, it looked calm—on the outside, he seemed composed; nonchalant, even, but deep within, he was shivering and quaking down to his very soles.“Come on. We have to be quick. So you and the baby can sleep.”“I’m not worried about myself or the baby, I’m worried about you. What—are you… everything’s going to be alright, right? You’re going to be okay?” Samantha asked, a pleading expression on her face.She had tried several times to hide it. It was near impossible. One can only tamp down and attempt to suppress what they felt for so long. But like every other thing that is being restricted, constricted, squashed down… there were only two choices. Ever.That thing either chose to quake and break and fall under, and be forgotten, or… it would rise, and fucking explode.Samantha felt that way now. She could feel it deep in her—in her body, in her mind… in her soul… she was falling in love with Eric, and soon she would not be able to hold