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Our Hearts Beat For Anne Grumpy Old Giant
Vincent The sight that met us as we drove into the ghostly village had us recoiling in shock. This was ground zero. Where the virus resurfaced after its recorded end in 2003. There were more dilapidated buildings, more sick and hungry people with worse symptoms, more decaying dead bodies all over the place. It was really bad. Back at the town, they had imposed a lockdown after the feedback on how deadly the virus had become. It was a wonder why the lockdown was delayed till it got worse. The whole state was at risk of being infected. The number of people that had come in direct contact with the villagers would be massive. When the state had reached out to us, we were told it was just a minor outbreak, but the nature of the virus we came to meet was abysmal. We weren’t even equipped nor protected enough to tackle the deadly virus. That was why the team sorted out volunteers from both the town and outside town. A good number of people converged to help when it got out how severe the
Last Updated : 2022-01-25Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Earth Stood Still
VincentAn old huge tree in line with a couple of houses was on the verge of collapsing. From the looks of it, it was enough to annihilate six houses simultaneously. The three houses, where we moved people from earlier that day, were closest to the tree. They were going down for sure. The additional three still had patients and their attendants inside.The tree had wide branches, so it was bound to touch other places aside from the houses. This created a frenzy. Everyone wanted out, and everyone wanted to save everyone. We weren’t fighting a virus now. It was a fight against nature.In seconds, we had begun moving patients from the houses in line with the tree. The patients groaned and grumbled at the discomfort. Some of them even struggled to stay back, but were dragged off their ass and out to safety.It was during a struggle with a particular patient that we began hearing a low, steady grumble from the tree, signaling the beginning of its slow descent. One of the patients, an old la
Last Updated : 2022-01-26Our Hearts Beat For Anne End of Days
Anne I had gone with Dr. Arya to see this old grumpy lady who kept announcing that we were all paying for our sins. She said this was the end for everyone on earth. It was the wrath of God on us for the years of sinning like the people of Sodom and Gomorrah. She made a lot of utterances, some of which made sense to me because I’d never met such horrid sight in my life. People all around me were laying like slaughtered cows. Some of the older and more experienced doctors might have seen something as deadly as this, maybe during the previous outbreak in 2003, or of a different cause, but bottom line was, I hadn’t and it was doing weird things to my sanity.We were in there when the yelling began. I had rushed out to see what was happening and had seen people pulling out patients in houses in line with the one we were in. “The tree is coming down, get out of there!” someone had yelled before running off to inform others. I had run back inside and informed Dr. Arya who was still busy with
Last Updated : 2022-01-26Our Hearts Beat For Anne Bitter-Sweet
Vincent Everything was happening in slow motion. The earth which had ceased moving, alongside its inhabitants, had suddenly commenced spinning rapidly, making me dizzy and in need of air. I hadn’t realized I was dropping to the floor till I felt hands grab me on both sides.”Dr. Sawyer, are you alright?” This question came from different angles from all around me. A little group had begun forming. Even Dr. Ken had rushed towards me, holding onto my chest and shaking me vigorously.‘It can’t be. Anne cannot lose her life on your watch. It is impossible,' my brain had yelled, propelling me to pull away from the people that had their hands on me, swerved on my knees, and dashed towards the debris. They hadn't predicted my sudden movements so they couldn’t catch me, but they did run after me. I was on top of the tree before anyone could reach me.I climbed onto the upper branch area on the house I jumped out from. The branches weren’t tiny though. Majority of them were giant woods the siz
Last Updated : 2022-01-26Our Hearts Beat For Anne A Sigh of Relief
Vincent With trembling legs from both exhaustion and trepidation, I stood and lunged towards the hole. But Dr. Kendra grabbed my shoulders, holding me back. “Let them bring her out,” she said calmly. They were taking so long. She has been there for so long. Is she stuck somewhere? Does she have a broken bone? I didn’t allow myself to think farther than that. My heart may cease beating if I did. After what felt like years, we started noticing movements at the entrance of the hole. I tried moving forward again and again but was held back. At that time, even with my anxious heart, I noticed that I wasn’t the only one moving forward. Most of the people surrounding me were slowly doing the same. I know we were in this together. The passion of saving lives made us one. I felt immense gratitude toward each one of them. “Make way!” someone from inside the hole yelled before we saw two people walk out sideways, carrying in between them, a lady who had her arms wrapped around each person's
Last Updated : 2022-01-27Our Hearts Beat For Anne A Sweet Presence
Anne It hurt everywhere. It was as if I was drenched in hot oil with tiny crab chewing on my skin. I’ve never been in that kind of situation. I don’t even know why I used that analogy, but it looked like how it would feel if one was placed in hot oil with flesh-eating crabs. The room was spacious, but there was hardly any movement of air. I felt stuffed. Stuffed! I jerked up my head, wondering if I was still inside that God-forsaken place that almost snuffed the life out of me. I sighed deeply when I saw the leathery ceiling of the tent. I was beginning to think my rescue was a dream, and the face I saw was all in my head. That’s right, Vincent! Just then, a presence loomed over me. I was going to look at who it was but I was made brain dead when a very familiar softness gently pressed against my lips. I inhaled sharply as charges surged from the point of contact right down to the pit of my belly where flutters erupted. Through the slits of my hooded eyes, I could make out his
Last Updated : 2022-01-27Our Hearts Beat For Anne I Love Him
Anne “Hey, you forgot your gloves again,” he said from behind me. I turned to see him leaning against a tree, fully clothed in his PPE, with a set of gloves in his hands. “Oh shoot! I forgot,” I exclaimed, rushing towards him to take the gloves. “Thanks,” I had said and stretched out my hand to collect it, but he raised it above my head and out of my reach. I stared puzzled at him and saw a glint of mischief in his eyes. I cocked my mouth to the side, squinting my eyes thoughtfully, before springing to grab it from him. He laughed, taking the gloves higher than before. “Vincent!” I whined, “Give it!” “Make me,” he dared. I squinted my eyes thoughtfully again, but now, I was really thinking of a way to get the gloves. Shortly after, I slowly moved closer to him, intruding into his personal space. He looked at me with a cocky smile and a raised eyebrow. “Are you going to kiss me or something? Remember, we have face shields on,” he said with a chuckle. “As…a…matter…of…fact…no!”
Last Updated : 2022-01-27Our Hearts Beat For Anne My Crazy Family
Anne He followed me home. He said he wanted to know where I lived so he could visit often as long as he’s in my town Umende. He still didn’t ask why I left. He simply wanted to keep in touch, and maybe, have a home-cooked meal now and then. Honestly, asides from my other insecurities, I’ve always dreaded bringing people to my house. Not that I was embarrassed about my average family background, but because I had crazy people for a family. It was just my mum, elder sister, myself, and my little niece. I swear, I feel like I’m the only sane person amongst them if you minus my clumsiness, of course. I lost my dad when I was ten, in a plane crash. He was a pilot. Ever since then, it’s just been my mum, struggling and juggling two jobs to get my sister and me through school. At fourteen though, my sister and I got a job in a fast-food joint where we made little income and for three years, we saved up to get a small car and some things for momma. She spent all her hard-earned money on h
Last Updated : 2022-01-28
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Our Hearts Beat For Anne Epilogue
Anne I felt a hand slip into my PJs and began walking its magic there. A moan escaped my lips as sensual pressure built in my core. I was lying on our king-sized bed with white sheets and a duvet, in our large bedroom. I’m too sleepy or maybe lazy to describe it. Just take this though, the walls are white. The side tables holding up the bedside lamps are also white but with golden designs along the edges, matching that of the bed frame, which has extra huge golden spirals on the tall headrest just above my pillow. By the corner, a long wooden cabinet that holds several drawers is attached to the wall. On top of the cabinet are different figurines and sculptures, then close to it is a magnificent white dressing table that houses my very few beauty products, and an equally magnificent mirror with the same golden design on its edges. There are two walk-in closets on opposite sides of the room. One is for Vincent and the other, mine. A second door closer to my closet lead to the bathroo
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Home
Vincent The heavens grumbled like an old giant before I began feeling splatters of droplets on me. I glanced up at the skies and smiled. It was as if it knew how I felt inside. It was a thunderous feeling. I sped past cars on Andrew’s bike, squinting to see clearly as the rain had begun pouring with reckless abandon. How didn’t I see it? How could one be so close, yet so far away?! I felt what I felt, but I just couldn’t see what I was supposed to see, simply because of amnesia. Now it’s all coming back to me! Like a waterfall crashing against the oceans, my memories came flooding in. “I’m coming, Anne. Just wait, okay? I’m coming,” I breathed, maneuvering through the impending hold-up that the rain caused. ‘Slow down you dumb-a**’ my mind warned. I listened to it and went slower till I was off the traffic and onto the small road leading to Anny’s. My heart pounded against my chest as I neared her apartment. The gate that’d had been there when I rented the place for her was un
Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Voices
Vincent Arya made it sound like I had the best of times with her. She may be right because the feelings I had for her couldn’t have been created by mere moments. We must have gone through thick and thin for me to have realized what I had and cherish it. Arya made me to almost desire to stay back and savage the little I could from all we had left. I couldn’t. Because I was hurt. I lost my memory. I couldn’t remember any of my time with her, or even her face, yet I couldn’t get myself to make love to any other woman. She had all the knowledge. She knew all the bits and pieces of our trials and tribulations, but the moment I step out of the picture, she finds solace in the arms of my brother. Now, she has a baby for him. I couldn’t live with that. Her love for me didn’t nearly match the way I felt for her. I couldn’t fight when she’d already given up a year ago. Why didn’t she come after me? Why didn’t she make plans to make me remember slowly? She only comfortably devised plans
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Silhouette in the Rain
Anne The knock on the door made me jerk and involuntarily drop the scissors outside the bathtub. Andrew couldn’t have been back so early, and definitely won’t be knocking gently. Pamela wouldn’t too. Who could be knocking? My dead heart arose and, like a diver, dipped into the pit of my stomach as the thought of Vincent being the one at the door entered my head. It couldn’t be, could it? He should be in the airport now if he wasn’t on the plane already. I didn’t really care to check the time since Andrew left. Is It possible that Andrew had talked Vincent out of leaving? That’ll be if he saw him on time. I didn’t want to ignite my hope only to watch it explode in my face yet again. I’d wanted to wait a bit to see if the caller would go away, but then the knocking would wake Lucia, who’d begin crying and wake my mother. That thought made me hurriedly step out of the bathtub. My legs were wobbly from all the fear and trepidation of what I’d decided to do. I gingerly put one foot i
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Goodbye World
Anne I carefully carried sleeping Lucia and placed her on the duplicate cot in my mum’s room. I slowly and noiselessly stepped back and out of a room, throwing a glance at my mum, who was snoring lightly on her bed. I then switched off the light and shut the door behind me. Finally, the time has come. I made sure I locked all the doors for the night before heading to my room. Pamela had come earlier and suggested staying with me till Andrew comes or calls. Andrew must have called her to come. Well, I refused all her persistence and almost got angry at her stubbornness. She’d grudgingly accepted to leave. In my room, I took out a pen and scribbled down a few thoughts of mine. I hadn’t time to write a full epistle because I was hurting badly. If I did have the time, I would have written long notes to every one of the people I know who would be hurt by my actions. I’d wanted to live for Lucia, but seeing her face, eyes and long hair reminded me so much of him. One would think that wo
Our Hearts Beat For Anne A Confession
Vincent “We need to talk, Arya,” I said, watching her enter the parlor. She stretched her mouth into a thin line, nodding her head in agreement. “We’re finally having the talk,” she said, removing her jacket and dropping it on the couch alongside her bag. “Alright, I’m ready,” she said, after sitting down on the couch opposite mine. Silence engulfed us for minutes. It was as if we both knew where all this was headed. “Arya, I’m sorry,” I began. “I thought I could do it, but I can’t. It would be a total mess marrying me in this state. You guys were right, I’ve not healed entirely, and I shouldn’t have come back here…” I had my eyes on her the entire time, gauging her reaction. She simply looked back at me without a flinch. “Arya, let’s call off the wedding,” I conferred. She didn’t respond or divulge any emotion that showed how she felt about what I said. After what felt like ages, she inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, then cleared her throat. “It’s sad. Honestly, I prayed it w
Our Hearts Beat For Anne He's Leaving Again
Andrew My brother has been ignoring me ever since I took him to see Anne a day ago. I don’t know what he was thinking, but for him to be acting this way, his thoughts weren’t in our favor. Anne had gone there to meet with him that same day while I’d gone straight to the studio. I was going to call Anne and ask how it transpired, but we finished so late at night and I was so exhausted that I passed out immediately my head touched my pillow back at our family house. The next day, I called Anne, but she didn’t answer. I called Vincent, but he, too, ignored my calls. So, after my recording session, I’d gone to Vincent’s but when I saw my mum’s car parked in front of the house, I made a U-turn and headed for Anne’s apartment instead. It was a sunny afternoon. I got there and met her coiled up on her bed, crying her eyes out once again. Racheal and Pam were there trying to make her eat her food. “You’ll make Rachael miss her doctor’s appointment, Anne,” Pam had warned. That was the only
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Led by my Heart
Vincent Mum had threatened to take Anne’s baby away from her. She’d told me how she'd contacted her lawyers and had every paperwork done so that once Arya and I leave, the real work starts. “No, mum,” I’d refused. “Son, that our grandchild there. She cannot live in the slums,” she’d argued. “I’ve been there, mum. It’s not a slum, and Andrew is more than capable of caring for that child,” I countered. I was hurting real bad. I felt like I was drowning… it was overwhelming. Having these massive conflicting emotions, then having to stick up for what I believed was right, was slowly killing me. “Son, she has to pay for what she’d done to us! She cannot go scot-free. My husband and I, for over a year, have had no meaningful conversation because of her. He’d gone rigid around me,” she said in tears. “He’d not touched me for over a year because of that witch, Vincent,” she divulged bitterly. “She created a rift between your brother and yourself in the past, now, a much bigger one by hav
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Bias
Vincent ‘Anne.’ I guess that’s her real name. It actually rang a bell. I remember pronouncing that name, and it must have meant so much to me because whenever I called it out, which I was doing often since that time with Arya in the kitchen, I felt a cacophony of emotions attack me. There was peace, followed by fear, then agitation, trepidation, fury, and what have you? It was strange. Her name held so much power, yet I couldn’t still remember. It was frustrating! “Have you booked the tickets, Vin?” mum asked from where she sat on the couch. She’d come around right after Arya left the house. Arya has been giving me the silent treatment ever since I mistakenly called her the name that tormented my subconscious, the day before. “Yes, mum,” I replied grudgingly from the dining table where I was getting some reading done. “Have you heard from dad?” I asked. “No, hun, but don’t you worry, he would be available for the wedding. I just received his clothes from his tailor. We’ll be tr
