RonanI followed the GPS on my phone and felt more worried as I drew closer to where it took me.The place looked familiar. It wasn’t just familiar, but was the same place I was captured kissing Darcy. This club boasted of nothing but secrecy, yet someone was able to capture Darcy and I in such a compromising situation. That night, I never kissed Darcy, but she took the brunt of the unforgiving netizens. Some even called her a discarded shoe, claiming she had been in a relationship with a man for the past three years with absolutely nothing to show for it. I felt really bad for her at the time. To top it all off, my Dad didn’t have it easy on me either. He mentioned how disappointed he was in me, and also how my actions didn’t depict the doings of a Simpson. I couldn’t find my voice to explain to anyone that it was all taken out of context, and that nothing really happened between the two of us. Maybe I decided to let things remain the way they were because I didn’t care about wha
Ronan“Shit! How could it be my Darcy?” I followed them at top speed, ignoring the fact that they would discover someone was on their trail.I could have stopped them right here, but I had to know what they wanted to do. How could three men drag one woman to a corner and begin to fight over who would violate her body first? As I stood behind a pillar and watched them, one quickly pulled down his shorts and was in a hurry to claim her body. What if I had not not been here in time?“And what might you be doing here? Since you enjoy taking unconscious women, how about I help you to prison, so you can find out how that would feel?” My words startled the first person who pulled down his shorts. He looked to be around twenty-three years at most. He was a bit slow to understand that he didn’t call the shots anymore. Before he could understand what was happening, his other companions flared up.“Who the heck do you think you are to tell us those daring words? Do you know who we are?” One
Ronan“That’s the man who ambushed us. He… He… He beat us up as if we were thieves.” I was so pissed to have heard the voices of the two guards, but what pissed me more was the pig face that stood behind them. He looked so aggrieved that even I would have been aggressive if someone attacked him. He dared to play the victim card before me, huh?The leader of the guards suddenly signalledStop right there! for his men to stay back. He then approached me steadily, attempting to intimidate me with his sharp gaze. I could tell he was the head of the guards because everyone listened to him. Even the rowdy young boy looked scared of him. Interesting. Tsk!“Who are you, and why did you attack them?” Though he made it sound like he wanted to hear my part of the story, but he wasn’t the least bit interested.He only wished to create a semblance of a conversation first. It wouldn’t be too good for their brand if a video of the club’s security attacking a customer in the car park went viral.
RonanI took Darcy home and cleaned her up. I didn’t touch her skimpy clothes, but I ensured all the exposed parts of her body were well cleaned. After cleaning her up, I covered her on the bed and fixed my gaze on her form. She looked so vulnerable, yet pretty. Her allure was quite tempting. All that heavy makeup was gone, and that person from the footage only became a figment of my memory. I would ensure Darcy never wore anything like that again. I breathed a sigh of relief, fixing my gaze on her body once more. “My first love.” I trailed my fingers from her earlobe to her cheeks, admiring every part of her body. Her lips rose and fell, tempting me to capture them for a kiss. However, I quickly shook my head and diverted my attention away from there. I returned my gaze to her full face and gently rubbed her hair. “Maybe she felt too trapped as Darcy Taylor and decided to have some fun at the club tonight.” I concluded, running my hands through her hair. Making that conclusion
ElenaI lay on my bed, wondering how I allowed Ruth to talk me into spending the night at a hotel in Lockwood. I originally planned to return to Saint City after visiting my father. However, the journey took a toll on me that I couldn’t explain. My whole body was riddled with aches, especially my lower back. Even though I refused her assistance, Ruth insisted on giving me a full body massage, promising that I would be better by the next day. “I can’t believe I forgot all about this, Elena. I should have been giving you a massage on a daily basis. Don’t tell me you've been hiding the issue of your body ache from me.” Ruth just wouldn’t allow me to rest. She said it was something she totally forgot, and kept complaining about how I should have alerted her to my body pains. I didn’t see the need to tell her about it, as I usually booked a massage session once in a while. Yes, I usually felt body aches, just like she said, but I wouldn’t have felt comfortable telling Ruth to do this f
ElenaIt feels so good to be home. I wouldn’t say the suite at the hotel was bad, but I didn’t sleep too well. It was a new environment, and I was unable to adjust well. Ruth’s massage session played a huge role in making me relaxed. If not for her, I wouldn’t have had a single wink of sleep. We left our suite for the hotel restaurant and had a quick breakfast before setting off on the road. I felt more relaxed this morning than I would have if I had been in a new place without Ruth’s magical hands at play. “Let’s go.” I spoke to the driver as soon as I entered the vehicle. They waited in the car, while I excused myself for a quick bathroom break. I have been visiting the bathroom so many times of late. I don’t even know what to say, but it felt like my bladder was about to burst every few minutes. Well, I can’t complain. I’m enjoying this pregnancy process, and hope to see how things go from here. This would be the only chance I have to birth my baby, and I would gladly go throug
Elena “Those memories might have had a great impact on you, Elena. See how you’re smiling from ear to ear.” Ruth’s words drew me back to her question. She wanted to know how my childhood was, and here I was, daydreaming about the past. “Tsk! Ruth, there were wonderful memories. I just remembered the happiest memory with my husband while growing up.” I added, making her understand that it was a distant memory. Ronan made me laugh a lot in the past, yet he became my reason for crying afterwards. Well, I could only hope he got what he wanted from Darcy. That bitch couldn’t be trusted, and I needed no soothsayer to tell me that she was responsible for the rift between Ronan and I. I vividly remember the days when she tried to make me forget about Ronan. She always said childhood dreams didn’t always come to pass because we wanted them to. Come to think of it, the bitch must have read my diary and checked out my box. That was why she was so fixated on my brother Ronan.Even though s
Elena “We’re here, Elena.” Ruth shook me gently, reminding me that we needed to walk into the house. I couldn’t believe we were standing in front of my house in Saint City. “What! I slept all through the journey? How could this be possible?” I couldn’t believe my ears. Even my eyes showed me the house in front of me, and I could tell it was mine. I only shut my eyes a few moments ago. How could I be in Saint City already? “You had a great rest, I must confess. I felt so glad seeing you sleep so beautifully. It’s a good thing. You could go in and have more rest now. What do you think?” Ruth beamed beside me, yet I was still in disbelief. In any case, the evidence was right here. I thought I used to have motion sickness. Where did all that go recently? I guess I’ve outgrown all that by now, huh? “Thank you so much, Ruth. You’re such a darling.” I took Ruth’s hand and allowed her to lead me out of the car. The journey was supposed to be stressful, but I just had the best road n
Elena“How are you so sure you can help me, Dr Pierce? Doctors informed me a few months ago that my condition was incurable. How could you assure treatment now that the situation has already deteriorated? Are you aware I’m currently in the late stage?” Dr Pierce fixed a meaningful gaze on me for a while before telling me what I didn’t know if I should feel happy or sad about. “I’ve done this more than once, Ms Jones. The most successful patient lived for fifteen more years than expected. She was in the third stage when she approached me.” The man’s words reeked of finality, and I had a feeling that I could trust him. However, I already lost hope when I was told there was no going back for me. How could I trust him now when I might have crossed to stage four already? He said it himself; the patient he treated was at stage four. Then again, this doctor Pierce looked like he had a special interest in my case. I just couldn’t pinpoint whatever he wanted from me. What if he knew me some
ElenaAs I watched the nurse place Liam back into the incubator, my heart ached, and I only wished I could join him in there. Nothing would make me happier than to have my baby in my arms and go to sleep with him on the same bed. Ruth led me back toward the ward, and on our way, I learned that the young nurse who spoke to me earlier was the same person who was tasked with taking a shot of the birth process of Liam. She really seemed like a kind soul, I must say. “I’m glad to see you smiling this beautifully, Elena. There is a certain glow to you now that I could never explain if anyone asked me about it. Tsk!” Ruth was an observant fellow; I give her that. She was able to tell that my mood changed just by watching how I dressed and my interactions with Liam and the young nurse.“Can anything ever escape your eyes, Ruth?” I asked her in a defeated voice. She was just too observant for her own good. Speak of a perfect judge of character, and Ruth would make number one on the list.“W
ElenaI slept for five hours straight, and I couldn’t believe it. I cried myself to sleep this afternoon, only to wake up when the sun had already set. with the moon hanging beautifully up in the sky. The night sky looked breathtaking, and I just couldn’t have enough of it. The stars sprinkled their light everywhere, while the moon cast an aesthetic glow in it’s glory.This had been the longest time I slept since I woke up from the coma.I felt more refreshed when I woke up just now, and my legs even gave way for me to stand on them. For the first time, I stood in the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I looked… lost. I didn’t look like myself, and all the eye bags under my eyes just added to how horrible I looked. How could I be this pathetic? I knew I would eventually die and leave this earth sooner, rather than later. However, there was no need for me to go down looking like a ghost before I finally became one, was there?. Despite everything that happened over th
RuthI watched Elena cry herself to sleep, and my heart ached like nothing I had ever felt before. I was sad because she had done so much for me, yet there was no way for me to help her. Elena tried to help everyone who came into contact with her, yet she had so many people around her but couldn’t be helped. When she trembled from all the pent-up frustration earlier, I felt her pain. WHo wouldn't wish to live longer, even if it was only for a few days more? Elena wasn't an exception, and I watched how she battled with sleep ever since she regained consciousness. She was scared to close her eyes. Elena was afraid that she may close her eyes to sleep and never wake up again. How could anyone live with so much anxiety? The problems were just too much for her feeble body to bear.I know Mr Spencer loved her terribly, but why he did what he did, I could never tell unless I asked him. I must do just that. Elena already suffered a lot, and as a person she trusted so much, he should have exp
Elena “We need to talk about your brain tumor, Elena.” What the heck! David Spencer’s voice caused me to go tense in my chair, as I cast a questioning glare toward him. How could he bring these two doctors in here and decide to check my brain tumor again? We both knew I was in the late stages, so why this? When did I ever tell them it was up for discussion? I told David I didn’t wish to discuss this sickness ever again. Why then did he do it?I stared at everyone in the room, who looked like they had too much to say about my condition than I wanted. Looking from one person to the other, everyone seemed particularly edgy, and I bit my tongue to prevent myself from saying anything I could regret in the next second. What shocked me the most was the presence of David Spencer, who seemed so agitated that I was certain he just couldn’t wait to let it all out-whatever he had in his chest, that was. I wasn’t happy about the intrusion, and I didn’t wish to go through any tests again. I ma
ElenaTears flowed out of my eyes, unhindered. I didn’t have what it took to hold it in. I thought I’d lost him. I thought I could never see my son again, but there he was. He was sleeping so peacefully in the incubator that I could tell he was in great hands. The sight of the rise and fall of his chest made me feel a new breath in my bones. It was testament to the presence of life force running through his veins. My Liam was alive and kicking.I stood beside the incubator, watching my Liam through the glass. He looked so tiny-so frail but alive, all the same. I wanted to hold my son, hold his tiny hands and feel the softness of his smooth and supple skin to my touch. I wanted to feel his warmth against mine, and assure him that I was here for him. Nothing would make me happier than to hold him in my arms and assure Liam that I loved him, and that I would always protect him, no matter where I was. Alas, I had to wait a while longer. I could only hope I stayed here long enough for
Elena“Liam… Liam… Liam… Where are you, Liam?” I was thrashing my hands everywhere, trying to break free and find my son. Some powerful arms suddenly seized and pinned me. I couldn’t move my hands anymore, even my feet were not so free, and the helplessness caused me to break down in tears. As my tears fell, I realized someone was calling my name. No, not just someone-it was David. How did David get here, and why would he pin me on the bed? What…Bed. I was lying on a soft bed, with beeping sounds blaring in the room. I knew this sound all too well. It must be the beeping of machines. This only meant that I was in a hospital. Again.“Liam, where is my Liam? Where is my baby, David? Where is my baby?” I kept moving my arms, even if his strength prevented it from showing. “Calm down, Elena. Please, calm down, I beg you. You will see your son when the doctor gets here, but for now, please calm down.” I tried to struggle once again, only to hear him say, “Liam, huh, that’s a lovely na
Elena“Liam, Liam, Liam… Where are you, Liam?” I searched through the living room, looking everywhere for my son. I couldn’t find him anywhere, but I didn’t worry about a thing. We were behind closed doors, and he couldn’t have hidden anywhere I wouldn’t find him. Maybe he just got better with hiding, while I got bad at seeking. “Come out, Liam, where are you? It’s time for bed. ” I spoke an octave higher when I noticed I couldn’t spot my son anywhere. To top it all off, I already searched every nook and cranny of the house. Playing hide and seek before bed had become like a ritual, and Liam enjoyed it a lot. The only time he slept willingly was when he got enough fun from playing hide and seek with me. It was only the two of us, anyway, hence, I had to do this with him every other night. Not that I mind, though, because he happened to be the only thing I lived for. Liam was my light in this dark world. His disarming smile could melt even the stoniest of hearts. He was simply adorab
DavidIt has been four days of torture, four days of moving about like a zombie, and four days of hoping this wasn't the feared end. For Elena, I have lived like a man who has come to terms with her condition. I lived like a man who was ready to move on and take care of her child in her absence.Heaven knows I wanted to be no part of that. I didn’t have plans of becoming a single father to her child. All I wanted was to be with Elena. I didn't mind another man's child, but I didn't want to do this without her. I was okay being her friend, a friend in the shadows, someone she could always call on when she needed help.I couldn’t tell when it happened—when I had fallen so hard that there was no saving me. My initial intentions weren’t to fall in love with her. It was something else altogether, but as I watched her smile, brace all storms, love and get betrayed, and watch her cry when she thought no one was watching… I fell madly in love.Somewhere between my plans and her charm, I wante