We spent hours unpacking and giving his new room a face lift while having very comfortable and random conversations about very little details of our childhood and growing up days.It was all casual and fun until I actually grew tired and left him to paste his what I term ridiculous large stickers of rockstars on one part of the room he set aside as his 'music space' while I sauntered into my room and shut the door close.Now, that wasn't so bad. It's safe to say, we were both on to a good start.At this rate, we're gonna be perfect housemates. We really wouldn't have any much trouble living in the same house.It was almost mid way through noon and I hadn't even had anything to eat yet. I was just as hungry as I was tired and although the journey down the stairs wasn't one I was willing to take, my growling stomach had its own ideas.In about three minutes of slow and steady sluggish walk down the stairs and all the way to the kitchen, I eventually reached the refrigerator that looke
New lesson learnt.A cold shower is the key solution to unwanted day dreamings. You should definitely try it out.I was almost freezing to death when I left the bathroom but it was completely worth it. My mind was totally far from Ralph and mostly on finding warmth from somewhere that is definitely not his body.I snatched up my covers and threw it over my head from behind then held it in place just underneath my chin with both my hands while I just sat there at the edge of my bed blinking into space.After several minutes of just seating in that position, my eyes zeroed in on a little part of something I could see from beneath the bottom drawer attached to my vanity table.Since I couldn't curtail my natural curiosity and itchy fingers that were bugging me to go see what's underneath there, I stood up grumbling and let my covers drag behind me like a super hero cape as I journeyed towards the opposite end of my room where my vanity table stood then I dropped down to my knees to the
Ralph's P . O . VFor me, growing up as a boy with just my dad wasn't exactly a sad life. I actually do love my mom so much although i barely even remember anything much about her since I was still little when she passed but Dad was always there to make sure she wasn't in any way missed.I haven't really been the good and obedient kid any father would want but he has literally been there for me all my life and that was the main reason I more than anything wanted to support his decision to get married again after all these years.If for anything, he deserves to be happy. And after meeting Zoe, I think she's really cool and will make a great wife for my dad but that isn't even the best part.Her daughter, Jordan is.When Zoe showed me photos of her daughter, I grew weary of the thought of having to be a "protective big brother" to whom I thought to be a high school nerd not until that night at dinner where I met a goddess up in her room.Her bright hazel eyes were intoxicating.Her perf
Jordan's P . O . VNo offense to Mom's cooking skills but baked chicken curry has never my whole life tasted better than the steamy hot plate Ralph handed me when I got home after my endless shopping.I would've considered it really cute and thoughtful of him if I wasn't less focused on the act and more on my plate.After having my belly full of that surprisingly tasty meal, I very well thanked my chef for the evening meal before dragging myself up the stairs whilst trying to keep my tired lids open so I don't fall asleep right there on the stairs.I finally reached my room and couldn't even manage to get out of my clothes before I fell face flat on my bed and drifted off to a very long relaxing sleep only to be awakened early this morning by the irritatingly intrusive loud ringing of my cell phone that rested proudly atop the bed side table very close to me.The cycle of my life had once again begun. Waking up late on a Monday morning to Brittany's annoying phone calls, jumping out o
Jordan's P . O . VAfter work, I stayed at Brittany's up until it was way late into the night and let's face it, I know you're thinking it... Yes, i am definitely avoiding Ralph. He's not in any way giving me any troubles at all but with the thoughts boozing through my head since after our little shower plumber scene, I don't think I should actually be alone with him.Even this morning, when he suddenly appeared behind me shirtless while I was busy searching for my juice box, it was tense. We barely said much to each other but the close proximity and silent stares was more than enough to squeeze my throat dry. If I didn't need a fresh change of clothes for the next day at work and if Brittany wasn't such a terrible person to share a bed with, I would have spent the night over. After all the exhaustion from the day's work, I deserve proper sleep without being interrupted by feet in my face every minute of the entire night.The all too familiar trees and buildings of the streets calml
Jordan's P . O . VI've always known Mr Anderson to be someone very dedicated to his Job and he's always interested in whatsoever will bring him alot of extra checks but what I didn't expect was for him to accept the partnership deal with MontCorp executives within a vy short period of time.I would have concluded it was one of Brittany's stupid tricks when she broke the news to me but no. I was right there in the conference room when the clients returned on Mr Anderson's invitation and right before my very eyes, he signed and finalized the contract.Perhaps he didn't loathe them as much as he did, or he probably loves his money much more. Either ways, we were only hours away from meeting our new business partners.I was particularly excited when I was selected as part of the project team mostly because Mr Anderson decided not to join in. He made it clear he wasn't going to be directly working with the "Entitled imps" as he termed them so in his place, he made his assistant Ross in ch
Jordan's P . O . VYou've got to be kidding me.Today has been moving from one surprise to another. First Mr Anderson agrees to a partnership with his sworn business enemies and now, The supposed MontCorp executives are none other than Mr Rude and his associates I may or may not have pissed off on their way up the conference room where I just got summoned Into right after handing the papers I carelessly shoved back into the partially destroyed box to Mr Blake. I could also see a hidden look of surprise beneath the annoyed expression he still had on his face as his eyes traced my movements up until I took the seat next to his which was unfortunately the only one available.Things just had to get worse now didn't they?I watched with the corner of my eyes as he silently glared at Ross who was busy with some stupid speech I also seriously wasn't paying attention to because my whole focus was centered on how long the lashes of the man seated beside me is. His thick dark hair was combed
Adrian's P . O . VI think the worst thing that could happen to a man is having to watch the sun set up until the sun rises the next day without getting a single chance at sleep. At some point, my sleeping pills had become my closest companion as they usually always remained just by my bedside table where my alarm clock started to ring irritatingly loud. Waking up every morning most definitely has to be the most annoying process of my entire day.Although the loud tingling sound from the alarm clock was enough reason to smash it hard against the wall, it was just the right push I needed to get out of bed every morning after struggling to fall asleep very late hours into the night. I run a billion dollar company and I couldn't have possibly achieved any of that by remaining in bed all day."Good Morning Handsome" a voice called from behind me and I clenched my teeth in annoyance then turned to face the lady who I didn't expect to still be present."What are you still doing here?" I
Adrian's P O VI had just watched my Father get carted away with his hands cuffed behind his back and I felt absolutely nothing.He faked his own death and He's been dead to me for several years so i prefered it stayed that way.I probably hated him the more for what he tried doing to Jordan. The original files pertaining to my hotel were retrieved and now in my possession. Everything seemed to be alright now and there was no other issue asides from My Mother giving me a thousand and one reasons why I shouldn't go be with Jordan like I plan to but for the very first time, I found myself only thinking to go against my Mother's wishes.Too much have come between me and Jordan up until this point that I wasn't gonna let my own Mother be the stumbling block now. I couldn't just let that happen.I literally walked out silently with nothing but utmost determination to go grab the woman my world revolves around and preferably take her with me far from here. Away from the rest of the world
Jordan's P O VI was a mess.An emotional wreck at the same time a physical mess because my eyes were not only swollen and red from crying but were also darkened down to little above my chin with the smudges from my mascara.I was still in that same state pacing around the place when my door flung open again."Mom please...." I said out in a weak and broken voice without even turning to see who it was and next, I heard short quick steps reach me from behind and before I could even think to turn so I could see who it is, the person's arms wrapped me from behind.The matching best friend wristwatches we got for both our single asses some valentines ago that sat present on the person's wrist told me who it was and with teary eyes, I turned to face Her and cried into her shoulder while she slowly rubbed my back without saying a word."I'm so sorry." She whispered close to my ears and all I did was nod and wipe on my face with the back of my hand a little too violently."I don't know what
Jordan's P O V I feel like life happened to me so fast and I must say it's particularly hard accepting my new reality but it stared me in the face. The little hug from Ava after I finished saying my last goodbyes to Dad was literally the only thing I needed at that point. I squeezed my little sister in my arms and was grateful for her existence. It feels as though she's my only gift from my father and I wished I brought her as much comfort as she did me. She's only just as old as I was when Dad left Mom and I in the first place so I alone knew how difficult it's gonna get and that too, seeing as it's a worse situation right now because he's never gonna come back, it really is gonna be a lot worse for her.Atleast, I clung unto the hope that he would return to me someday but she doesn't have a chance at that hope.She clearly knows he's never coming back. She slowly eased out from our embrace and I quickly wiped my face clean from tears with the back of my hand
Adrian's P O VBlack has always been my favorite.But right now that I had it on alongside everyone else, it feels more like a plague.Ava's cute little dress didn't get a chance to shine because the look on her face was that of grave sadness.She's certainly the bravest girl ever but I still wished there was anything at all, just a single thing I could do to brighten her even if a little.My eyes left Ava for my Mom who looked to be the most affected by the turn of events.Her tear sunken eyes looked as red and broken as ever and all I could do was gaze. Ralph stood afar off with Brittany wearing somewhat matching expressions on their faces and Fred stood nearby them with his wife's face buried in his chest.I swallowed hard after carefully studying each of them.I found myself in distress but not so much that I couldn't notice Jordan wasn't anywhere in sight.I recalled the last place I had seen her and thought she could still be there and after I took a number of steps away from t
Jordan's P O VFew minutes ago, I stood in place wondering why Adrian's supposedly Dead Father was standing right in front of us but seconds ago, My entire life flashed before my eyes when I saw his gun swing in my direction and he fired without warning.My life played before me in slow motion while I froze with my eyes closed waiting for what was about to come.My head was too busy to make out the number of voices around me that screamed out in horror but I heard them all screaming softly in the background of my head while my eyes were held firmly close.The place went silent and the shot was fired but I felt no impact from it.What had happened?I was more than certain he had aimed at me.More so, I heard and saw him fire.I slowly peeled my eyes open and the first person I saw through my slightly dizzy eyes was Adrian standing a distance opposite me and the look in his eyes looked like he literally was about to shed a good amount of tears. I looked from him to myself in search of
Adrian's P O V"We meet again, SON." His Voice flooded my ears and I was struck with a serious brain cloud that left me Dazed for several minutes.I couldn't grasp what was happening and my swollen head didn't let me a chance to even try.How is he speaking to me right now?How can I see and hear him speak?How is he here?He- He's supposed to be Dead."How- How- How are....." I tried as much as I could to speak but my every utterance came forth as stutters."You must be Really surprised to see me. Well, let me tell you this. Real men never Die so easily." Came his response as though he could see the train of questions I had in my racing thoughts.I could tell I was conscious but I still told myself this is only one of my many nightmares borne from my traumatic experience with having him as A Father because there's no way he's actually here right now and smirking at me.His eyes left me and landed on my mother who seemed like she was soon to pass out where she cowered behind Anthony w
Jordan's P O V The strange man who is the reason I'm being held captive moved away from me after having whispered close to my ears and he returned himself back to his wheelchair still with a disturbing expression on his face and everything about him was questionable. I mean, who uses a wheelchair when he walks perfectly fine. And why does he have a resting evil face? I watched the man look into his wristwatch then rolled away almost completely out of sight on his Mobile chair while I studied him intently still trying to place an identity on him but I couldn't agree with the growing thought in my head because the door was soon thrown open and a troop of people I very well recognized buzzed in. I couldn't keep my eyes focused on them all at the same time so I kept my eyes fixed on the one I had yearned for the whole night up until this moment and he also had his eyes directly on me since he barged in. His steps towards me increased greatly especially when he noticed
Adrian's P O VMy verbal exchange with Ralph soon ended when we both followed Brittany out of the house and were met with a strange thing staring us all in the face."Is this how you recieve your mails?" I questioned as Brittany crouched down to pick up the little enveloped letter we walked out to meet right in front of the doorway after we stepped outside."Who sends mails when you could just text?" Ralph questioned while Brittany flipped the envelope in her hand back and forth probably in search of words but it was plainly blank."How did this get here?" She questioned to no one In particular and I frowned when a thought dropped in my head."This wasn't here while I got here. The real question should be, Who brought this here?" I pointed out and they both kept silent for seconds before Ralph rushed steps away from where we stood towards the curb and while at a spot, he turned his neck from left to right in search of anyone who could have possibly brought this."There's no one in sig
Jordan's P O VMy eyes slowly fluttered open and what followed was a sharp groan that escaped my lips when my previously shut eyes came in contact with the light that invaded my sight.I should have been confused as to where the hell I found myself but surprisingly, my memories came to me alot faster than I had expected.I remember being hauled from where I stood by the school's yard and I also remember being thrown into the hideous looking van like a sack of potatoes but what I don't remember is the face of whosever sent a blow to my head nor do I remember what any of his colleagues that yanked me away look like thanks to the ski masks they had on at that time.This is the second time I'm finding myself in a situation like this just that this time, I'm all to myself and I had nothing to ponder upon as to why anyone would wanna abduct me.No reason I came up with made any sense at all and all I did as I sat there on the cold floor was slowly Blink my eyes open so I could behold the fa