CATHERINE
"What do you think you're doing, you pompous jerk?!" I fumed as I approached Phil Pillax.
The man would not let me rest. Now he had me leaving my home to this same bridge in the middle of the night.
"Are you ready to work for me or not?" Just like me, he had his identity concealed.
Even though it was midnight, no single soul on the road, one still had to be careful. There could also be the ones who might be walking home or wherever by this time of the night.
The street lights were doing enough to keep the night bright. One could see well enough.
"No! Call me a million times, it's still no! I came all the way here to tell you that. Good night and good bye forever, Mr. Pillax!" My tone sharp and pissed.
I turned on my heel, heading for home.
"I think this will help change your mind." He said casually.
"Nothing will change my mind." I threw a venomous glance over my shoulder.
"You're
JEROME"Why would you do that, man?" Christian rounded on me as soon as we got to my place in the isolated part of the state. I wanted a low-key life while I carried out my reasons for returning to this place of painful memories."Do what?" I strode casually to the nicely built-in bar in my living room to get a bottle of vodka. "Hey you!" I snapped my fingers at one of the three maids I'd employed to keep the place clean and organized for me. "Yes sir." She approached me. "Get me lemon and a small knife." I ordered.She nodded. "Alright sir." And scurried out. I filled my glass, waiting for the lemon. "Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about, Jerome. How could you?!" He continued to rant. "Do you want a glass?" I asked instead. He emitted a low growl, reached where I was in three huge strides, snatched the glass I'd pour for myself and chugged. "Don't play the game of pretend with me Jerome, I'm not in the mood for it."I shrugged, knowing my next response woul
"Hailey?" Uncle Pete shot up from his seat, a worried look on his face as he approached me. I sidestepped, avoiding any contact with him and walked upstairs to my room, not saying to him. Anger boiled and brewed as this sense of betrayal did.He would know. Uncle Pete would know it wasn't Jared who had taken advantage of me. He had always known of Jerome, after all he was their uncle. No wonder Jared had been angry and confused that day at the restaurant.It was because it wasn't him. Yet no one said anything to me six years ago. They let me make a fool of myself!"Hailey." His voice followed me upstairs as I heard the urgent padding of his feet to meet up with me.My pair of slippers was in my hand, same with my glasses. I opened my room and walked inside."Hailey, what's wrong wi..."I jammed the door in his face without waiting for him to finish his question. Today was an eventful one.The Johnson family was just unbelievable! Each and every one of them!Jerome was the one who
MIAI took a deep breath as the gate of the large compound in the middle of nowhere opened.I didn't know what I was doing here but he was my only hope. I needed his help and if I had to pay him to get her out of the way, I would. I didn't care how much. Money was not the problem. "Hey, baby." He was already standing in front of his sprawling porch, waiting for me. I cleared my throat. "In the middle of nowhere, huh? I shouldn't be surprised.""You know me, love. I like my privacy." He winked. I hadn't been able to ask Jared or Martha why they lied about Jerome's death. First, they would want to know how I knew, which could lead to secrets I didn't want them to find out.Also, Jerome had warned me not to say a word to any of them about his presence here in the country."I'm here strictly on business." I told him, avoiding his hug. Unperturbed, he led me inside the house. But didn't stop at the living room. I wanted to question him but decided against it as we needed a more priva
PETER"Mommy?" Zion opened his eyes to my delight.At least, we had one of them back to us. It was a win, a huge one.My heart still broke for little Zaya whom the doctor had no idea if she would ever wake up from what she'd termed a 'death-sleep'.Many never do, she had confessed, and it was even worse in children. There had been no record of any child who had survived the 'death-sleep'.The pediatrician had explained that 'death-sleep' was just as the name implied. The patients were not exactly dead but they weren't considered alive as well.They just hang on the balance which more often than not tipped to the side of death.She had advised we pull the plug but Hailey had insisted to leave it and I supported her."Hey baby. You're awake." Hailey hugged him so tight I thought she would not let go but she finally did and kissed his forehead.Zion looked at me. "Daddy?"I was not
I watched Denise cat-walked into the exclusive restaurant I had arranged for us to meet.Denise had intentionally delayed the meeting for one hour. Impatience and anger brewed but I kept my cool and waited for her to reach my table. When she finally did, I snapped. "You're late.""Fashionably so." Denise flashed me a smile. "Don't you think my outfit looks great?" She even did a small twirl for me to see."Sit and quit behaving like a peacock in heat." I hissed lowly.That upset her and she emitted a low growl, but she sat her stupid ass down. "Don't think because you're the bitch of the hot, famous CEO, you have the right to be haughty."I smiled and brought out an envelope. I slid it across the table to her. "What's that?" She eyed the brown envelope, not making any move to take a look at its contents or even pick it up."Open it, it doesn't bite." I urged her."What is in there?" She took off her sunglasses, placing them on the table."How will you find out then?" I kept my gaze
JARED"You can not fold your hands and watch her take your children away, Jared." Mom was in her usual angry mode whenever she wasn't getting what she wanted."Mom, stop it. Okay? It's enough." I was trying to think of a better solution."I'm trying to be helpful here." She eyed me unhappily."But you're making matters worse. Uncle Pete is right. We wronged that girl, we should be apologizing to her not making matters worse."I had thought of everything uncle Pete had said and I'd reminisced on the past, I was ashamed of how low I'd sunk myself to treat her that way.Even though she had accused me of being responsible for her pregnancy, it wasn't enough reason to treat her like that. She had lost her first pregnancy and all I had done was stand against her. The second one which I knew I was responsible for, I'd asked her to abort without a thought to her feelings.She had once confessed to being in love with me and in every way, she had shown me but I had turned a blind eye because I
MARTHAFear, disbelief, surprise and a sense of motherly yearning for her child all attacked me at once.My son was back? I knew what he was and his capabilities but he was still my son.Thought there was a reason he was dead to us. He had to be."Are you certain of what you're saying?" Jared questioned, the dread and disbelief on his face wa enough answer for me.Jerome's presence meant a lot of things would go wrong."Of course he's not certain of what he's saying. How can a dead man be back? Back to where?" Mia remarked.Everyone went silent immediately. No one could tell her the truth. Even she was not aware that Jerome was alive. We had her and others believed he was dead."Right?" She looked at Jared, then at me and finally at my brother-in-law.None of us spoke."Why's everyone quiet?" She was asking, looking clueless. "Is he alive?" She faced me."Yes, he is but I'll tell you
"Hello, ma'am."The young guy I'd employed recently to work for me discreetly greeted as soon as my car stopped at the spot I'd asked him to meet me.It was a deserted place that had old, abandoned houses and other buildings. It used to be a residential area from the looks of it but now was like no man's island.He was already there, waiting for me. I had just finished from the restaurant and came out to meet him. "Hi, Kazim."He was a Muslim and a Pakistani. He had come highly recommended. He was not more than twenty two but was very good.I also liked the fact he wasn't much of a talker. At least, it won't be me doing the spilling of our secret business. He handed me an envelope. "The information you need, ma'am.""Thank you." I took it and brought out its contents to peruse. My eyes widened in surprise at what I saw, I raised my head to meet his eyes. "Are you sure this is the right information?""Yes, ma'am." He simply replied.So Catherine had a son. Perfect! Such a pity he wa
THREE YEARS LATER...I stood outside in front the prison's huge gate, Zion and Zaya, still having their sibling rivalry, stood beside me. I paid them no mind. The day they would not argue, I would be genuinely worried. Jared stood beside me as I held a cardboard paper in view, waiting for her. "Where is she?" I questioned impatiently.Uncle Pete and Miss Nancy were home, they couldn't come because Miss Nancy had just put to bed a beautiful set of twin boys. The twin gene was really strong in the Johnson family. Celine was due at any moment. Funny right? Dylan had proposed a year after my wedding. Celine was expecting her first child but was advised to stay home and to stress as little as possible. That was what happened when your husband was a big shot doctor.The gates opened and there she was. I beamed.Zion and Zaya, now eight years of age, ran forward in unison, forgetting their meaningless squabble. "Aunt Denise!""Hey!" She opened her arms, stooping to hug them only they wer
When I finally came to, the first thing I heard was the steady beeping of the heart's monitor. I blinked reflexively as the bulb overhead hurt my eyes some. I tried to raise myself to a sitting position but a groan escaped my lips."Hailey." Someone rushed to the bed, helping me to sit up.It was Jared. "W-what happened? I had a dream. A weird dream." I told him, looking quite disoriented. "Really? What kind of dream was that?" He asked, tucking hair behind my ears. "I saw Zaya. Zion was holding her hand and they...they..." Emotions swamped me, making it difficult for me to continue speaking.I swallowed hard, trying to dislodge tears suck in my throat. He heaved a sigh. "It was not a dream, baby. Zaya is alive. I'm as shocked as you are but after uncle Pete and Miss Nancy explained all that happened, I am just thankful she's alive." Emotions rose to his throat. "No." I shook my head, not wanting to believe. "No, no. Zaya died. I saw her body. She...she laid there unconscious an
"Thank you Brenda, you did a superb job." I shook hands with the very pretty bartender dressed in revealing clothes as the cops threw handcuffs around the wrists of drugged, oblivious Philip and Derek.Finally, I did it. Actually, to be fair, I had help. Jared and me had tracked them to the location Denise had provided and it was true. I realized they frequented a rundown bar at this remote area and they were smart to because no one would have ever traced them here."It's my pleasure. Plus, the money was too good to pass up." She seemed pleased with herself. "Just a second." I left her to go get my checkbook and pen from my bag sitting in the car. I returned to her with these, wrote a figure and extended it to her. "This is thank you for a job well done."She took the check, her eyes bulged in both excitement and shock. "This is freaking much! What the hell do I do with so much money?"My eyes did a quick sweep of her work environment, then moved back to her. "You can pursue your dr
"I don't know why you brought me here. You could have come alone." I folded my arms, staring with a displeased expression at the entrance of the police station. "You need this." Jared said, turning off the engine and unbuckling his seatbelt. "Aren't you getting out?""I told you I'm not ready. I don't know what to tell her. I'm not even sure I want to talk to her, I can't forget the fact that she had a hand in my father's death.""Fine. Then don't talk, let me do the talking. I just want you to be available so you can hear the information she has. You want Philip and Derek to pay for what they have done to you, don't you?" He shifted to face me. "I guess." My tone was reluctant."Good, because I want Philip to pay for killing my father." His jaw tightened.I frowned a little. "You've never been this upset ever since...I don't know, he was your father-in-law.""A big mistake. My father's death ruined my family with my mother as an accomplice." His words were bitter to the ears. I pl
I was dressed for the event â a simple tank top and distressed denim shorts. It was time to pluck off another adversary.I opened the door and turned on the lights. "There you are." My smile was anything but welcoming or friendly. "And I thought I smelled a rotten fish." She spat, looking unkempt and dirty. And she was tied to a chair. "Oh, that'll be you seeing as you haven't had your bath in like...well, weeks." I drew a chair from the wall, placed it few feet from hers and sat. "Forgive my lack of hospitality, I've been busy.""It's been a while. What do you want?" Her once shiny red hair was now a matted mess. "Revenge." I simply said. As though on cue, I heard a rap on the door. I opened it to allow Celine and Jared walk in. Jared was carrying a box of things I'd asked for. "You bitch! You think I'm scared of you?" She was trying to act strong but the little quiver in her voice gave her away. "I think you already are." I emptied the contents in the box.I heard her gasp. "
"Room 48." I mumbled, blowing nerves away. I was here and there was no turning back. Uncle Pete and Jared had no idea where I was going. I'd lied about picking some things for Zion from the store. This should be over in no time. I raised a fist and rapped gently but firmly on the door. "Who's that?"Two of the cops had followed me upstairs but were hiding from view. That sounded like the President's voice. I knocked again, cleared my tone in a bit to disguise it and said. "Room service."There was seconds of silence, then the padding of feet coming towards the door. The door opened. "We didn't order any..." The rest of his words were drowned by shock."Hello, Mr. President." I plastered on a smile. "Can I come in?" He was yet to see the cops."Get out." Fear and anger had him growl out those words. He tried to shut the door in my face but before he succeeded, I had a foot stuck between the door and used all of my power to push it open, making him lose balance and fall to the gro
"Uncle Pete!" I dashed into the room to envelope him into a hug, not minding the presence of Miss Nancy and a nurse. He hugged me back, his chuckle a bit weak. "I missed you too."I blinked my eyes, struggling back tears and swallowing emotions lodged stubbornly in my throat. "I'm so glad you're okay, uncle Pete. I...I... thought..." I couldn't even say the words out loud. "You thought what? I'm going nowhere for a long, long time, babygirl."My heart swelled with both gratitude and love for the man. It was the first time he would be using such an endearing term in that soft, affectionate tone. "You'd better not.""Can't...breathe." He said, still hugging me. "Thank you for saving my life. Thank you." I sniffled. "I owe you everything, my life included." "I did what I'm supposed to do, Hailey. You don't have to thank me for that." He rubbed my back. I held onto him for a few more moment. "Save some for us, Hailey." Celine who had come with me chuckled. I let go, finally paying
Jared unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled me onto his laps, I could not stop sobbing. "Shh. It's okay.""I...I..." I hiccuped, words failing me. "You don't have to say anything now." His hand on my back, comforting and soothing was a bit helpful."But...oh God. I don't want to believe her, but..." I trailed off as more tears interrupted my speech."Me too. I thought she just being her sly self but when I heard her talk, I knew she wasn't lying."I sniffled back snot, raising my head to look at him. "You heard her talk? When?""When we worked together. See, everyone makes mistakes, including your father. And that mistake led to his untimely, unfortunate demise. Denise too and we both know where the mistake landed her.""I can't imagine being poor and having a rich father who didn't want you. I know my dad was wrong to have pretended Denise didn't exist but killing him didn't solve anything. She only killed the man I've loved all my life till the day he died.""And I'm sorry for that. I
"He's not our son." Was the only argument I could come up with. Disappointment and disbelief darkened his eyes. "So you're prepared to let that young boy who left his country to provide a life for himself and his family to die in a fight that doesn't concern him? Coming from you, a mother?"Guilty speared, so I kept mute, partly to reflect. "Look, babe, I know you've been through a lot and Kazim was giving every information to bring every injustice to an end and the people responsible to book and he has done a wonderful job so far, but it was getting too heated. He was digging in too deep and I feared it was only a matter of time before he would wound up dead probably in some remote location. I know you're a good person and would never want to put his life at risk, you just wanted to fight back the only way you knew how."I hated that the anger was no longer aimed at him. I felt ashamed that he'd considered the risks while I was only interested in what Kazim had to offer. "Where is