Drug dealing?
Why would Adam be involved in drug dealing? All these things just don't add up.
"Adam- "
"Shut the fuck up." He snapped at me, struggling with the officer.
"What's happening?" I asked him but he didn't answer me.
"Don't fucking handle me rough." He was telling the officer. What the fuck was all of this?
"I'll tell you what's happening. Your husband here, Adam Smith, does drugs." One of the officers said, glaring at Adam. "Yesterday he and his gang were almost caught where they wanted to ship tons of cocaine illegally to Japan but they all escaped, except for one...chubby redhead. We caught that one. He's the one that provided information leading to the arrest of all his other gang members." He finished, leaving me staring at Adam with watery eyes.
Is that where he was throughout last night?
"Adam, is thi
"Are you...are you messing with me right now? Are you kidding? Are you joking? You better not be messing with me, Emily." He said through the phone, a new pain growing in my elbow."I'm not kidding, Daniel! I should get to the hospital soon." I said, standing up from the bed. "I'll be fine though, I'll get to the - ""No, you can't go all by yourself." He interrupted as I opened the door and walked outside the room."I can. I'll get a taxi, don't worry about me." I told him and started walking down the stairs carefully. I knew if I got myself downstairs and went outside, I would definitely find a taxi in seconds. All I had to do was to actually get down the stairs and outside the house."Emily, text me your address. I'll come pick you up." I heard him say, also hearing the jingle of keys in the background."No, Daniel. I - ""Emily, please. You're obviously n
Oh my goodness, why? How could I have forgot my phone in the taxi? How would I call Daniel to tell him I'm doing good in the hospital now?God, and the stupid phone was switched off. Why did I switch it off? What would Daniel think if he tried to call my phone and discovered I switched it off? Wouldn't he think I was avoiding him? Why, oh why did I have to forget my phone in the taxi? How would I survive without it? I don't even know anybody's number by heart, so it's useless using someone else's phone to call anyone.This is one very stupid thing I've done. Would I ever get my phone back? Will the taxi driver see it and return it or will he not even see it till the end of the day?The door opened again and the redhead doctor entered the ward, holding a plastic bottled water. He walks in and opens the bottle, sitting back down on the stool."So this guy that did this, he was your hu
I turned around in the bed, gradually opening my eyes. I felt a headache coming on, but it wasn't something I was going to worry too much about.I took in a deep breath, taking in the infamous smell of the hospital, you know, how hospitals smell. I hated the smell but got used to it eventually, due to my frequent visits to the hospital, being pregnant and all.I glanced at my watch, it was 2:50p.m. I had to get back home. I didn't want to stay here any longer. I needed to be somewhere safe and comfortable right now - if that house could be called safe. Was I safe there anymore? What if Adam got released and returned to meet me in the house? What would he do to me?Maybe it's time I got a new apartment for myself.I hadn't decided on the new apartment thought but I knew I had to consider it. But what would that mean? Was I running away from Adam?How would Adam feel on knowi
Finding a house wasn't easy. Finding a new apartment to live in without having so many people to pack for you while you are pregnant was hell. I struggled to find a house before the day ended and some teenagers to help me pack all my things from Adam's house inside the truck that was going to take them to my new apartment.After three hours of driving in the huge, dirty truck, I finally got to my apartment. I alighted the truck with help from the old driver, and he offered to help me carry my things inside the house. I couldn't decline because I didn't have a choice. There was no way I could do it all myself, considering I was pregnant and all.The house was a small, red bungalow with a tiny chimney at the top. The roof was brown, and had wavy lines drawn from one end of the roof to the other. The walls of the house was painted red, and even though I was told that the house was old, I found that the brick walls were still very strong and stu
"Emily I...wait, what are you doing here?" Adam drew back from me, examining me like I'd just hopped out of a car involved in a fatal accident.What was I to tell him? That I needed to refresh my life and I decided to cut him and Adam off of my life? No, I wasn't going to tell him that."I...I uh, got a new apartment, as...as you can see." I gestured to my house in front of me. Good thing I'd worked my ass off before getting pregnant and I had enough money for this house and to stock the whole place up."You got a new apartment?!" He gasped. "Wh...you never told me this. Emily, what's going on with you? You didn't call me for hours after you said you would and I've been worried and I've tried to call you countless times over and over again but it kept saying switched off and I've just been trying and I've been worried about you and I just didn't know where...." He hyperventilated, breathing in and out quickly. He looked
"Stop crying, Emily." Daniel soothed. Removing his hands from his lap, he moved it over my head, placing it on my shoulder. He pulled me closer to him, letting me cry on his chest as he smoothed my hair.I felt terrible. I felt like I'd actually been the cause of my problems all this while. I felt like I could have done something to stop all that happened but I didn't."I'm not saying you're a bad person for staying with him all this while," Daniel said, as though he was reading my thoughts, and from the way he said it, I had a strong feeling he was. "I'm only saying that you should have thought hard and well before getting married to him. Now this has happened in less than three days and you've moved. Nobody moves out of their matrimonial home days after their marriage.""I was pregnant and he hit me. And them got arrested for drug dealing. I couldn't stay in that house anymore. I had to get somewhere else, here," I sai
What the heck was that? Did Daniel just break...The old driver beside me exchanged glances with me and we headed inside immediately."Uh, shit." I heard Daniel mutter as I entered the bedroom, and reached where he stood. On the floor, right in front of his feet were pieces of broken glasses scattered everywhere. My goodness, Daniel totally broke the lamp.Daniel turned to look at me slowly, and gave me a nervous chuckle, "uh, it's probably still uh..." He kicked at the pieces of glass on the floor, "yeah that's permanently broken." He said, turning to look at me."Did it hurt you?" I asked, letting my eyes travel down to his hands for any traces of injuries but I couldn't see any."Nah, it didn't." He replied, showing me his hands and legs.Okay, now I could yell at him for breaking my lamp."You realized you just broke my favourit
"O...Kay. So uh, when are we going? Where are we even going?" I asked."There's one mall down the street, it's not far from here. We'll go tomorrow in my car, is that fine with you?" He asked me, standing up from the bed."Uh, yeah. Yeah, it's fine." I said. Going somewhere with Daniel in his sleek car wasn't something I ever planned on doing but, hey, I can't even plan my own life anymore. I tried to move away from him and Adam and here I am, in the same room with him, and his house is just a few meters from mine.What if Adam found out?"Hey, I should go help that old man. He looks kind of weak, wouldn't want him doing everything for us." Daniel said and headed out the door.'Us.' I liked the sound of that."He doesn't like being called weak though," I told Daniel as he walked out of the room.I didn't think he heard me though.&
Daniel's POV.I gripped my right leg as unimaginable pain shot up my leg, causing me to yell in pain. I glanced down at my shot leg. My trousers were now wet with thick blood, dripping from the bullet wound. Everywhere was wet with blood. I could hardly focus on anything as a new surge of pain crept up my leg. I looked around. Everywhere was dark and creepy. No one was going to save me. I was hopeless. I was just going to die here. I could feel my sight getting all blurry. There was nothing I could do without yelling from the pain in my leg, I wanted to crawl up to the car and manage to drive to any nearby hospital but the idea soon dissolved in my head as I felt myself losing focus. I felt suddenly tired and yearned to lie my head on the ground as one yearned for water when thirsty. I didn't want to die. I couldn't die now, I just couldn't. But I was losing so much blood. I glanced down at my leg, blinking away the tears that had accumulated at my eyelids to se
Adam's lips trembled as the bat hit the ground after falling from his hand. His expression softened for a bit while he looked at me, but when he looked at Daniel, his expression became as hard as stone."I am going to kill you," Adam said to Daniel. I swallowed, unable to comprehend the events unfolding right in front of me."Adam..." I started, but I couldn't finish it. I couldn't say a word when Adam turned to look at me."You..." He pointed at me, taking one step towards me. I took one step back. He suddenly sighed as he stared at me, and brought his hand down. "How do you betray me like this?" His voice cracked. For the first time since I'd known Adam, I heard his voice crack. He sniffed as he continued. "You left our house...you left your home when I was I trouble. You ran away.""Adam, I didn't - ""No, don't interrupt me," Adam said in a cool voice. This was all too
After about thirty minutes of driving in absolute silence, we finally got to the mall, and, fortunately, we still had another thirty minutes to spare at the mall before they closed the place. As we got out of the car, I made sure to pick all my belongings, especially my phone, I couldn't afford to forget it the second time. Daniel looked at me and took his hand out of his pocket, sliding it in mine as we walked into the mall.Something in my heart fluttered. I was holding hands with Daniel."Don't hold my hand," I said as I tried to remove my fingers from his hand but he gripped my hand tighter."No," he simply said as we walked deeper into the building, nearing the escalator."Leave me," I protested, wiggling my fingers from his grasp. He sighed and finally let me go. I felt a little bad for myself, and him because as much as I wanted to hold hands with him, it just wasn't proper. I was pregnant and
"Come on, Daniel, hurry up," I urged, watching Daniel put on his right shoe, tying the laces as he struggled to button his sleeves at the same time.It was a month later, after I'd settled down in my new home and forgotten all about my past life. . .yeah, I wish I could. I never did. We were in Daniel's house the fateful evening, after Daniel had offered to take me on a shopping spree a few hours ago. I got all dressed up and prettied up only to come find Daniel sleeping in his house. When I woke him up, he'd confessed and told me that it was just a prank, and me, well, being me, forced him and made him agree to taking me on the spree.For two weeks, Daniel had been trying to teach me how to drive. He said it's simple and easy if you concentrate but I found it rather tough. I still hadn't gotten the hang of it yet.Daniel introduced me to a friend of his who worked at an oil and gas company, who said he liked
"For three? Wait, you want to- ""Yes, I want to eat some bacon, how hard is that to understand?!" She shot at me, earning herself a frown-y glare."O...kay, no need for the yelling," Daniel turned around and waved the spoon in his hand in the space between Ashley and I, "and the glaring." He said, looking at me. I shook my head, and waved Ashley off. She went to Daniel and put her arms around him, pressing her chest on his back. She could touch him for all I cared, but yelling at me was not part of the options she had to choose from the list of things that she could and couldn't do, in my own house."Uh, I'm cooking Ashley, get off me." Daniel said, trying to wiggle her off his back but she still held on tight. I stood there and just watched."Why? You smell so nice." She cooed. It made me want to puke, how she talked."Ugh, seriously I need you to get off me, I'm going to
"Hold on, let me get this," Daniel said, holding up one finger as I nodded to him. He brought his phone out of his shirt pocket and I moved towards the kitchen cabinet. I retrieved some frying pans and finally settled on a medium sized one to use to fry eggs. I was suddenly in the mood for Daniel's bacon and eggs and I wanted him to teach me how he made such a delicious delicacy."Good afternoon to you too, Ashley." I heard him say behind me. It was that Ashley girl again. Ugh, she had really perfect timing."Why are you asking that?" Daniel asked, walking slowly, to and fro the kitchen. I brought out some eggs from the bags Daniel had helped me carry inside and started to crack them."I know I've never had a problem with you asking where I am but...I don't know, I'm quite busy now, can we talk later?" He asked. I removed some eggshells from the bowl I cracked the eggs into and headed to the gas cooker to light it up.
"Wait, popcorn? What do you need that for?" I asked, amused at his request."No, not me. You. You'll need the popcorn." He answered."Me? Why? Its not like we're about to watch a movie or some- wait, it's because of what you're about to tell me, right?" I asked him."Yep." He said, popping the P."O...Kay well I don't have popcorn. Will you just tell me already?" I asked, curiosity already eating me up. Why did I even need popcorn to listen to his story? Daniel is just too funny sometimes."You sure you don't want popcorn? It really adds to the - ""Come on, I don't. Tell me now." I demanded."Okay," he cleared his throat and left his sofa, joining me on mine. He faced me and began saying his story, "so I, myself moved here around five years ago. Then this house hadn't even been constructed yet, only my house over there,
"Hey, what the…!" Daniel shouted as we both bent forward by the impulse of the car. I immediately slammed my feet on the brakes again, bringing the car to an abrupt stop right in the middle of the road."Uh…I think I'll better take the wheel." Daniel slowly said and opened the door, he got greeted with hundreds of loud honks as I quickly opened the door to walk out but quickly closed it again because of the oncoming vehicle. When it passed, I reopened the door and hopped out, quickly walking to the other side of the car as Daniel hopped into the drivers seat. I entered the passengers seat and closed the door as Daniel pressed his feet on the accelerator, making the car move forward with a nice, slow speed."Uhm, unless I want to die, remind me never to let you drive again." Daniel joked but I didn't laugh."Deal." I said. This was all a bad idea in the first place even. Well, at least I got one good lesson
I turned to look at Daniel in utter surprise. He chuckled as the car slowed to a halt. Was he really going to teach me to drive right now?Right on the highway?!Daniel unbuckled his seatbelt but left the engine on. "What the heck are you doing?!" I yelled. Was he okay? Had he drunk anything today?"Getting down so we can switch seats." He simply replied, with his cool, sexy voice as if everything was okay.Everything was not okay!"You can't let me..." He was already out of the vehicle, slamming the door shut. In a moment, he appeared at my side of the car and opened the door. Was he actually serious? He was actually going through with this? Was he?"Come on, come out." He said, opening the door wider but I refused to get off the car. I was not ready to die now."Daniel, what are you doing?!" I yelled again, as some cars sped by us noisi