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Andrew “Something happened with Anny, right?” she asked after close to fifteen minutes of silence inside her apartment. I slowly nodded from where I lay on her bed, while covering my eyes with the length of my hind arm. She had followed me into the apartment and had locked the door, then sat on a stool staring at me. She must think I was going crazy. That didn’t bother me much. Just staying with her in that room was the most comfortable I’d gotten for months now. Crazy or not, she wasn’t sending me out of her house. “Do you want to talk about it?” she asked in a calm voice. I sighed and sat up from the bed, then turned sideways and leaned on the wall while my legs extended beyond the bed and rested on the tiled floor. I looked up at her face, wondering where to begin. She was aware of my feelings for Anne during our small sensual moment in my garden, but that was the last she knew of it. So, I began telling her what went on right before she left the house. About Anne fainting, an
Last Updated : 2022-03-16Our Hearts Beat For Anne Mother
Vincent Anne left again. But to her new apartment in school. I knew she met with my mother because she told me before going. I knew the meeting with my mum was going to be bumpy and had tried talking her out of going but she insisted she needed to accord that respect to her. I had asked to follow her, but she declined. She said she could handle it. I knew my mother and what she was capable of doing when she’s against something. She might not succeed in her antics but she can get nasty in her dealings. This was why immediately after my shift ended that afternoon, I had rushed over to her boutique to make sure Anne wasn’t bullied. I arrived late. Just as I was about to leave my car and enter the boutique, I saw her running off, towards the bus stop, with her hands covering her face. The thought of what my mum must have done to her had left my head that instant because Anne had not been watching where she was running to. God! I was scared out of my skin. I didn’t even know how I go
Last Updated : 2022-03-16Our Hearts Beat For Anne The New Apartment
Andrew ”Please!” “No!” “Please!!” “No!!” “Please!!!” I grabbed her shoulders and spun her around before she could say the third no. “Please,” I said calmly, pulling her close and looking into her glass-covered eyes. “I hate this place. You may hate me forever, or decide to stop talking to me, but just let me get a new place for you,” I said more seriously now. “Here is conducive enough,” she said, flinging my hand away from her shoulders. “I have everything I need. There is constant power and water supply. It’s secure.” I raised my brows at the last part about the house being secure. Just two days ago, three rooms to the left were robbed in the middle of the night. I heard the story from the dudes that hung out in the corridor. Before the robbery, I had pleaded with the blockhead Pamela to help her get a better place, but the lady declined my offer. She gave me a full lecture on how she was an independent lady, blah blah blah. Fine, “Get a better place, independent lady,” I ha
Last Updated : 2022-03-18Our Hearts Beat For Anne Best Friends
Anne My arms dropped limply to the side when I saw Pam standing there, staring at me. I was shocked, sad, and happy all at once. My lips began quivering without warning as tears ran down my face. Flashes of our times together moved past my mind’s eyes as I walked slowly to meet her. I increased my gait when I saw her moving towards. She did too and soon we were running towards each other. We crashed into each other and fell like a heap to the floor, landing on our butts. We burst out laughing whilst trying to sit up, then clung to each other when we did. We were basically laughing and crying at the same time. “I hate you,” I wailed, caressing her hair. “I’ve missed you!” she cried, wiping the tears running down my face. “I’m sorry!” we said together, then laughed at our humor of it all. “Really, I’m sorry Anne. I didn’t mean to leave you when you were sick and needed me…” she sobbed. “It’s alright. I perfectly understand. I would have done the same thing, sweetie. It’s alright,
Last Updated : 2022-03-18Our Hearts Beat For Anne Unwelcomed Guest
Vincent “What do you want, Fiona?” I asked, irritated. I didn’t need this right now. I just got back from a 20 hours shift in the hospital due an emergency. I felt like a complete zombie. I wasn’t in the mood or in need of any drama. “Vincent,” she called out with a sad smile, taking a brief step, and extending her arms as if asking for permission to hug me. I sighed exasperatedly, running a frustrated hand across my face. “I’m exhausted, Fiona. Please, I need to rest,” I said, mustering all politeness I had in me. “Oh, Okay! Ermm… can I come in and make you anything? You must be pretty hungry,” she said eagerly, taking a confident step. “No… No, I don’t need that. I already had something to eat,” I said dryly, almost using up my patience. This was my mum’s plan. Uniting my brother and I was a part of it, but getting me back with Fiona was the other part. It’s been her dream since the beginning; from the time she saw the sloppy kiss Fiona and I shared until now. She loves Fiona.
Last Updated : 2022-03-19Our Hearts Beat For Anne Face-Off
Andrew “I want her out of my house, Drew,” my brother said from where he was leaning on the wall, right beside the door. He had both hands inside his pocket and a stoic expression that screamed ‘I’ve had enough’. “What are you yapping about?” I said, scrunching up my face in feigned confusion. “Don’t give me that bull…you know what I’m talking about. I want her gone,” he deadpanned, leaned off the wall, then walked past me towards the stairs, with his hands still in his pants’ pocket. That was my intention. To tick him off. I wanted to make him miserable. I had no business with Fiona. I ended things with her a long time ago. Although, the day she visited, she had tried luring me to sleep with her, but I declined. I might not be dating Pamela, but she is my lifeline at the moment. I don’t want her fleeing because of Fiona. But… I saw the need for Fiona when I noticed my brother’s reaction to her presence. I capitalized on that to make Vincent squirm. After I’d taken Fiona to my roo
Last Updated : 2022-03-19Our Hearts Beat For Anne Intruder
Vincent Today I called in sick. I woke up with aches all over my body and a pounding headache. I didn’t feel sick the previous day, so it was strange that I felt it this morning. The minute Anne heard my voice this morning, she knew something was wrong. She said I wasn’t sounding right. That was when I told her of my ill health. She had wanted to run over immediately but I dissuaded her. I reminded her I was a doctor and could take care of myself. She’d shunned me and told me that even doctors needed care from others, and promised to come over with a home-cooked meal right after her first class and spent the rest of the day with me. I’d asked about Andrew who didn’t return last night, and she told me he’d slept over at Pamela’s. When Rita came in to clean the house last night, she'd told me that Fiona’s things were no longer in the guest room and there were no traces of her in the house. It was a tremendous relief. Andrew must have gotten her to leave. After taking a hot shower, I
Last Updated : 2022-03-20Our Hearts Beat For Anne Seduction
Vincent “I’m so smart, right?” she said with a snigger, slowly standing up from where she crouched. “What did you put in my drink?” I slurred, trying to keep in touch with consciousness. “Uh…” she began, holding her jaws thoughtfully, “A mixture of Rophenol and Ketamine, or thereabout. My supplier said it’s quick and it’ll hit you hard. How do you feel?” She asked with feigned concern. I didn’t respond. I couldn’t even. I was finding it hard to hold on to the light. I felt like I was falling down an endless dark tunnel. My lids were getting heavy and my limps getting weak. My arms vibrated violently, threatening to give in to the increasing weakness. “What did I ever do to you?” She inquired. I couldn’t make out her expression, but with the way she spoke, she sounded pained. “We were doing pretty well when I returned. You did everything I asked you to. We talked a lot. We did almost everything together. You treated me like I mattered. I knew it would be difficult rekindling what
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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
