The rays of the sun shone directly into Derek's room as he lay on his large bed with his arms and legs widely spread on the bed. His clothes were still on him. The only things he had gotten off him were the shoes and the shirt which he had on him when the whole affair began the previous day. The time was already a couple minutes past nine in the morning yet he was still very relaxed without any plans to wake up. Well, it was not like he had gone to bed early. The previous night, after he had given the go ahead order to operate on Dulce and have her womb removed. He had remained awake , walking to and fro through every corner of the hospital that he could access at that moment. Anyone who saw him would probably think that the lady that was in the operating room had to be his wife . There was no other reason for him to be in such distress. But then, that was how much love he had for his friend, Aspen. He had continued walking to and fro until doctor John came and tapped him fro
Down the stairs in Derek's mansion, in the living room, the children were already up and playing with a load of toys. Derek had made sure he got them toys. Though, he did not particularly get them by himself, but did it through the nanny. Zigfrid and Olletta had left the hospital the moment their mother was about to be taken into the operating room. Derek drove them together with the nanny to his own house. The kids had fallen asleep even before he arrived at his house. Well, it was expected. They must have been very tired and exhausted from everything that had happened already. But then, it was morning already and fortunate enough for them. Derek had gotten a good number of toys for them while they were asleep during the drive last night. Now, it was morning already, and they were having a good time with no serious thought of all that happened the previous night. “ Okay, guys.” The nanny said, walking into the living room with a cleaning rag in her hand. “ You have to wrap u
“ Well, like I said, it was done to save her. The move was made to keep her life. “ Derek said. “ I guess that has to be the most important thing at the moment. " “ What about Mr. Aspen Mckinney? Where is he? ?” “ Are the kids asking about him?” “ They used to. But not anymore. It appears they have let go of the thought that he is coming." Derek sighed. “ Better that way. " He walked to one of the sofas in his living room and assumed his sitting position. The nanny followed behind him. “ But is he not really coming?” “ That should have no reason to concern you. " Derek replied, almost coldly. “ Sorry about that, sir. " The nanny replied. “ It is just that I have no idea how long we will be staying here. " Derek stole a glance at her. “ Is this place that terrible to stay in?” “ No, sir. That is not what I mean. " “ What do you mean, then? You guys have barely spent one night in my house, and you are already asking me when everyone will be leaving. " “ Sorry, sir. I just do
Aspen shut his eyes and remained still fit a good while. He could hear his heart beating so fast, like it would jump out his chest any moment from now. There was no way he would let his anger get the better part of him this time around. The person in question was not just any other folk out there. It had to be Derek. Derek has always been there. They've been through thick and thin. Having to fight him would make no sense. Not even a single sense. Besides, the thought of what has happened yesterday at the clubhouse was still playing in his thoughts. He had come here not only to see his children and take them home. He desperately needed the words of Derek. He needed to make plans with him. Becker plotted something great yesterday and will use it against him. Eventually , he knew, the video of him having to fight in a clubhouse would start going through the internet. It wasn't just that he fought, but that it appeared that he had beaten someone up for no reason. Becker did not even
Aspen and Derek were both transfixed at the sight that was right before them. On the news was the face of Aspen. Once again, he was taking the lead in the trend. But just like it had been in the recent moments, it was another terrible news about him. This was no longer a sex slander or any sort of accusation. The proof of what was being said was right there, staring at everyone that was all over the city in the face. The headline of the news captured the moment very accurately……THE BEAST IN ASPEN MCKINNEY.That was a very nice caption. Right on the screen was an image from the previous night. Aspen had his fist raised in the air, about to launch a fierce blow on the cheek of a man. Aspen did not need a prophet to tell him who it was. Becker. It was him. “ Dad, is that not you?” Zigfrid asked. “ Yes, it is our daddy.” Olletta chipped in. " And is that person not Uncle Becker?” “ It is him. " Zigfrid replied. “ Dad, so it is really true. “ He giggled. " You really beat him up. "
“ Jesus Christ!!” Aspen yelled out. “ What is this?!! " Derek rose to his feet and clenched his fists. “ That fool has crossed a line he should never have thought of crossing. " “ I can't believe this!!” The nanny walked into the living room. “ I followed the news online. " She said. “ Please, what are you going to do about this situation?” “ I will kill that fool with my bare hands!!” Aspen yelled. “ You had better keep your emotions in check right now. It is your fault that all of this has happened.” Derek said. “ Damn it, Derek!!” Aspen yelled. “ Yes!! I agree! I fucking agree with you. All of these is my fault. And so, fucking what? I have accepted it already. That is what you want, right? So, what has it changed?” “ You should have listened when I told you. But you didn't. You never listen!! You don't! If only you did, then all of this shit would not have happened. Come to think of it, if —” His next words were cut off completely by the nanny. “ Enough!!” She yelled at
Many moments had passed by already. Aspen and Derek were now alone with doctor John right in his office. Derek was seated. Doctor John too was seated in his own chair, while Aspen could not afford to have himself sit down in a situation as difficult as it was already. The police had left, all thanks to the genius of the doctor. In fact, they were already leaving at the time Derek and Aspen arrived at the office. Doctor John had done every single thing he could to persuade them into the thought that Aspen had been the one who brought the lady to his care. If that had to be the case, then, there was definitely no way he could have done it. After a whole lot of talks as to the fact that Aspen was shocked when he figured out the state of Dulce, that she had lost her child, and that he had made the careless move to go and find the person who had put her in that condition, the cops could come up with no other choice other than to leave. Besides, there had been no perfect evidence that A
Doctor John giggled. “ You are concerned about nothing. Every single room in this place is soundproof. No matter what you do or no matter how well you can shout, your voice won't be able to creep into any of the rooms. So, you should not worry yourself over the steps. We're the only ones who can hear them. " They took a few more steps before taking a right turn. A door on the extreme was where they were headed. They strode straight to it. “ We are here. " Doctor John said softly and slid his card out of his pocket. “ Finally. " Derek said. The doctor slid the card through a digital lock and the green light flickered. The door chimed and slid open. The three of them walked in. The room where Dulce lay was proof that the section was specially reserved for very important people in the society. It had every form of prestige that anyone could think of. Four sofas were positioned to form a square at one extreme of the room, a glass table was in the center of the sofas. The bed Dulce
A month had gone by and everything was finally settling in. Dulce had moved into a new apartment with the kids and their nanny, Cynthia. Her former apartment brought her nightmares."Zig! Olletta! where are you guys?" she yelled. She was trying to get ready for her first date with Aspen and also prepare the kids for a weekend with their grandfather."Over here," Zigfrid called out from somewhere near the stairs, sounding tired. "We can't find Olletta. Have you seen her?""Hang on," Dulce said as she ran upstairs. She opened her bedroom door and immediately saw a pile of clothes on the floor."Mom! Where have you been?! You gotta pick us up in fifteen minutes!" Olletta cried.Dulce sighed. "Look, kiddos, we can't go to the mall today, because of our schedule.""But, it's summer!" Olletta whined."I know. But your grandfather is coming in to pick you and your brother up. Mummy wants an alone time with your dad," Dulce said, trying to convince Olleta. Olletta frowned slightly. "That sou
Eventually, she managed to calm down. Once she did, she pulled away from him. Her tears were still streaming down her cheeks."I'm so sorry for running away, papa," Dulce muttered.He smiled sadly. "It's okay. But, you know you had a choice in all of this. It's not your responsibility to be in this. You don't have to apologize for that," he reassured."I know. I just...," She trailed off."What is it sweetheart?""I mean, I didn't tell you the real reason I left. I just disappeared and I always felt bad about it. Even when I came back, I didn't come to see you.""Why?" he questioned.Dulce hesitated at first before answering her father. " I was afraid."He arched his brow. " Afraid of what?""I was afraid you'd hate me."Aspen, Derek, Cynthia and Mrs Cassy McKinney filed out of the room immediately they saw Dulce and Theodore having a father and daughter moment. They didn't want to interrupt.Once they were gone, Mr. Theodore Florencia approached his daughter once again. He gently car
"Yes ma'am," Cynthia said, her head slightly bowed."Why do you..." she wheezed a little. Cynthia reached out for the water and gave it to her. "Thanks. Now, why do you look like you were used as a punching bag?" She chuckled weakly.Cynthia sighed. "That isn't important right now. We'll talk about it when you're better," she said."Yeah," she replied slowly before coughing. She cleared her throat and swallowed hard. The doctor came closer to check her pulse."Everything looks fine to me. She's awake now and she seems alert enough to understand us. So I'd say it's safe to say she's going to be completely okay," the doctor confirmed. "We should get her discharged in a few days, but I want you to bring her back next week. She needs rest."Derek nodded. "Okay, doc."Dulce stiffened at the sound of a familiar voice. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Derek and Aspen together and another stranger with them."Uhhh..." she slurred her words."Derek, why... are you here... wit
Theodore was shocked at the turn of events. He couldn't believe that he supported Becker. The very man who was behind his daughter's predicament. He couldn't believe that he almost fell for his bullshit.The thought of strangling Becker crossed his mind. He wrapped his hands in a fist as he paced up and down the court's hallways."Fuck!" he said, muttering under his breath. He was so angry and disappointed that he could hardly see straight. After a few minutes, he calmed down and took in a few deep breaths, attempting to calm himself down from his rage. He didn't want the others to know how agitated he was by the situation. No doubt they'd pity him, and that made him even angrier. "Fuck," he repeated, this time quietly. He ran his hand through his hair in an attempt to clear it out of his eyes.``Damnit, damnit, dammit...I shouldn't have been so easily swayed." The last thing he wanted was to make it seem like he had fallen for Becker's lies.Theodore tried to focus on calming himself
The defence calls Ms Cynthia, the nanny to Ms. Dulce Florencia's children, to the stand," the defense attorney said, beaming with pride.Everyone began muttering among themselves and the courtroom buzzed with excitement and speculation about whom it might be. Cynthia tried her best not to gulp nervously but judging by the glances people were sending her way, she failed miserably.As soon as she reached the stand, a familiar voice erupted from the spectators section. "How dare you show up here without telling anyone?!" The voice belonged to a female reporter. "Are you aware that you are a witness to a crime! I bet you're here for the money!" she screamed angrily."Excuse me?" Cynthia snapped. "What do you mean by that? Did this reporter just assume that I was here because of some money? Do you think this is funny?!" Cynthia yelled furiously.Everyone hushed and fell silent. People stared wide eyed at Cynthia, waiting to see how she was going to react. Cynthia stood there, breathing hea
At the crack of dawn, Cynthia had struggled her way out of bed. She ruffled her hair a bit so she wouldn't be recognized before stepping out of her ward sneakily.As she passed the corner of her ward's hallway, a smooth feminine voice stopped her. Her heart sank to the pit of her stomach."Hey! Checked the patient in Room 3?" the voice asked. Cynthia turned and a nurse stood before her."Uh..." She stuttered."Oh, my bad. I assumed you were a nurse," the nurse said.She smiled kindly at Cynthia before gesturing for her to keep going. Cynthia continued on her way. After a brief moment of hesitation, she slipped into the hall towards her destination.She didn't want to be caught unawares and. so she put up a straight face and walked briskly out of the hospital, avoiding conversations of any kind until she got to the road.She glanced around her and relaxed. No one was here.With an air of confidence, she began walking down the sidewalk. Her mind raced over what she might need to do nex
Ms Linda, I wish I could reveal everything to you but I can't. I'm grateful for what you and your daughter have done for me," Cynthia said, wishing they wouldn't ask her more questions.She didn't know the answer to any of them and she wasn't sure she wanted to. All it did was make her want to disappear even more than she already did. "But, I still have things I need to deal with and I need your help.''The girl's mother nodded, accepting her words at face value."What is it? Name it," Linda encouraged her to speak freely."Well...I don't really know how to explain this..."she trailed off not knowing where to start. "But I need to make a call and I was wondering if you could lend me your phone for a few minutes."Cynthia wasn't sure if they'd agree to her request but she needed to ask anyway. Her life would be in danger if anyone ever knew that she was alive."Oh, Cynthia, of course we'll let you borrow our phones to make a call. How about five minutes? You know you just got up and you
"Oh my goodness!" a young girl of nine years old gasps in shock."What is it again, Maya? See something amusing again?" the middle aged lady questions."Mum, look!" she says and points in the direction of Cynthia. Cynthia was walking haphazardly along the road, clinging on to dear life and praying that a miracle happens. "The poor lady looks like she could use some help.""That's because we're not helping." the girl's mother says, as she drives the car closer towards Cynthia, who was trying hard but failing to hold herself up. "We can't just abandon the lady like that . She looks so helpless," Maya reacts sadly."Yes, yes you can," her mother, Ms Linda warns sternly." I can't believe you right now, mum!" the little girl says sadly before folding her arms. together and looking at her side of the window, not wanting to see her mother drive past the wounded lady without helping.Ms Linda scoffs. "Oh come on! I'm just messing with you. Of course we'll help her. Hopefully she's okay but
"Get up you slut!" one of the thugs said.It had been days since Cynthia was constantly tortured and her body showed proof. The marks on her body were enough to leave scars. A lot of bruises and cuts had formed over time. Her clothes were torn, dirty, and her hair messy. She was just lying there on the floor with no energy at all. One of the thugs kicked her face. "Get up or we're gonna fuck it up!" Another thug said angrily. He didn't mean it seriously though; he was just angry because she wasn't moving. Cynthia looked around trying to gather herself as much as possible but she couldn't muster up any strength. She was still too weak, too exhausted even. There weren't any other options though, so she stayed limp. The thugs grabbed her arms harshly and pulled her up.They threw her across the room. They kicked her once before hitting her in the stomach. Cynthia groaned from pain and tried to curl into a fetal position. She wanted to die right then and there. But if she died then the