Molly:After I was thrown into the endless pit, I heard the sound of a machine beeping and then I pulled my eyes open forcefully. I looked around to see a lady dressed in a white cloth."Ma'am, are you okay?" She asked, and then I looked around without a word.I was in a hospital. I tried to recall what had happened but my head thumped really hard. Then I remembered that Farrell was shot. I stood up at once but then she tried to hold me down."Where is he?" I asked, as the woman tried to hold me down."Where is my husband?" I yelled at her, and then the door to the room I was in was pulled open.Farrell walked in with his hand tied in a bandaid. My heart was calm a bit and I sat down, burying my head in my lap. I couldn't bear to see him that way. His face was rough, and he looked tattered. This was all because of me, and it made my heart ache terribly."Leave us, please," Farrell said calmly to the nurse, and then I heard the door close. His footsteps echoed as his shoe struck the ti
Farrell:My hand hurt badly from the injury I had but I needed to save Molly who was in the hallway crying out her heart. I knew this would happen, but I couldn't stop her. This must have been her first time facing a thing like this, or maybe she didn't face it often, because I was already immune to losing loved ones. At a point in my life it seemed like a trend. It was one person to another, but I never lost my life. I had been to the funeral home a thousand times in my life."Molly!" I called out, grabbing her hands before she could make it out to the reception with patients."What more do I have to live for?" She asked, looking at me.My heart ached the more I watched her tears flow, but I knew it would be selfish talking about how much I loved her."You live for Kate!" I said, and she paused for a while, sniffing slowly. "She asked you to do that, so why don't you want to? Live for her, and fulfill your life. We all will be there, and it's a matter of time. Our prayers should be t
Molly:Farrell and I slept together at night, but I barely touched him. I only wanted his company, and thinking of sex at this moment would be absurd, even though it would be a temporary fix for my bleeding heart.We were woken up by the sound of his phone ringing, that was when I noticed that my phone was nowhere to be found. He groaned and then I felt him leaving the bed. I didn't want to open my eyes yet, so I saved my strength for when he would return, and I would ask for my phone."I'll pay anything to have the body moved to Italy. Do you want me to hire an entire plane? I will do that,"Knowing he was talking about Kate's body made me feel better. I couldn't imagine how Maya would feel knowing Kate was dead. If she watched a little bit of the American news then she would have known, but she didn't. She barely watched television. She spent most of her days tending to plants, and doing yoga. It was a peaceful life, and a part of me would love to explore it someday.Farrell got off
Molly: I tried to remain calm as I grabbed the phone, but the moment I placed the phone on my ear, and heard Maya cry, I lost it. My eyes welled up in tears, and I tried to focus on what she had to say. “I’m so sorry, Molly. It must be difficult for you, and we both know Kate wouldn’t want us to be this way but there is barely anything we can do,” She was right. Kate seemed happy in that trance, even though I couldn’t tell if it was really her or my mind trying to make me feel better by creating an image of her in my subconscious. Either way I hope she is in a better place. “Her body has been placed in a morgue here, and without wasting much time, I would fix the burial in two days. I can’t bear the thoughts, and I want to put it behind me…. Even though I doubt I can,” When she said this, I looked at Farrell who had been standing with his hands on his waist. He looked confused, and I could tell that he was puzzled on what to do. My tear glands were leaking, and even if he consoled
Molly:The next day, I woke up wrapped in Farrell's arms. It was the day we were supposed to travel to see Maya. Thinking of the next day, which was supposed to be the burial, made me really sad. It was really happening, and nothinh was going to stop it. "We should get ready, so we can make it on time," Farrell said in his deep morning voice, making me open my eyes which were shut. He kissed my forehead, and when he tried to sit up, I grabbed his hand and pulled him back to me. Then I kissed his lips."I'm sorry I took the decision without your consent," I said, and he sighed. I wasn't particularly sorry because I felt Maya needed us.He didn't say anything else, all he did was kiss my lips before standing up from the bed. He walked towards the mirror, and took his shirt which was hanging on the chair in front. I thought of the fact that he could be angry but then I pushed it off my mind, and tried to focus on the pressing issue. I could deal with his anger problems later on, becaus
Molly:When Farrell's car pulled up in front of Maya's little cottage, my mind became clouded at once. Maybe he was right, I may be making a mistake trying to console her. My case was like the popular saying of having a log of wood in my eyes while trying to take a stick off another person's."It will be alright, and remember I'm here," Farrell whispered into my ears as the car came to a halt.The driver came down, and pulled the door open for us. Farrell got down before me, then he helped me come out of the car.He held my hand, and walked me towards the front door. On a normal day, Maya wouldn't let the car stop, she would run out to embrace us with the widest grin on her face. But things had changed faster than expected.I took a deep breath as Farrell pressed the button by the door to alert Maya. My heart rate increased the moment I heard her footsteps. She approached us very fast, and she pulled the door open at once.Her once bright face was swollen, and red. My heart crumbled m
They said the ultimate love is shown at death, and I kid you not I haven’t witnessed the amount of love been showered on Kate’s dead body until today. Relatives whom I had never seen before all lined up in church, crying, and consoling Maya. Kate and I had been through thick, and thin but none of them showed up, but all of a sudden, they all had something good to say about her. Watching all of them go up on stage to confess the nicest things about Kate made me so angry that I felt like punching one or two of them in the face. This was on all manner of wrong. It pricked me so much that when I was called upon, I had nothing to say about her, because I would only sound hypocritical like them, even though I was telling the truth. What pricked my heart was the fact that her mother didn’t show up. She always warned Kate about her lifestyle, and she must be glad that Kate lost her life to one of her predictions. Even though Kate barely talked about her, and I barely asked about her parents
Farrell:Loving was hard, but loving a woman who had no clue on how much you’ve had to sacrifice to open up to her is an entirely different case. Only if she knew how much I hated myself for not meeting up to her standards, but no matter what I did, she would never ever believe me. Even at that, I had to keep trying because I wanted this to work. I couldn’t imagine separating from her, that would only cause me more pain.“Show me a room where I can lay down, please,” she said, walking away.With a deep breath, I quickened my steps to catch up with her. I caught her hand, and spun her around, making her crash against my chest. Then I claimed her lips with a kiss.“I’m not perfect but I’ll keep trying my best,” I said in a low tone, but then she fought hard to get away from m y grip while shaking her head.“No, Farrell, I said no!” she yelled, and then I let her go, staring at her cluelessly. I understood she was bereaved so I had to be careful with the way I acted.“I have heard that s
Molly: I sat on the terrace, taking in the breathtaking scenery, from swaying trees to flocks of chirping birds. Everything was lovely, and it gave me a warm feeling in my chest. I reflected on my life five years ago with my eyes closed. I could have sworn I made the wrong decision with Farrell that night, but the opposite has been true. Everything went swimmingly, except for the fact that my mother died without recognizing me. Rest in peace, sweet soul. But I am grateful for that night at the club and whatever made him magically attracted to me. I was still trying to enjoy the moment when Corduroy let out a piercing scream. I blinked open my eyes and sighed heavily. How could I have forgotten the most exciting, yet stressful, part? Being a mother! “Mummy!”Corduroy called out in a shaky voice, forcing me to stand. I walked out onto the terrace and into the penthouse. Corduroy pushed the door open before I could reach for it, and he looked up at me with teary eyes. As he cried, I
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Molly:*Beginning of flashback*"I'm hungry, and my tummy hurts," I said to Andrew who had just gotten back from work. He signed and made his way up the stairs, brushing shoulders with me."Foolish child," he said, and I muttered a "God bless you,"I didn't think he would hear me, but before I could tell, he yanked me by my hair and flung me on the wall."If your mother won't teach you how to behave then I'll do that. It's my duty as your stepfather to teach you how to respect your elders," he said, and I scoffed.He slapped my cheek, and then pushed me down on the ground. After which he kicked me on my stomach. Then he crouched down close to me, and pressed hard on my jaw."Remember, you can't say a word to your mother if you want her to live," he said to me, and left while I stayed on the cold floor in pain, sobbing silently.My mother usually returned late because she ran her business from morning until late at night. She did all this because Andrew couldn't provide adequately for
Molly:At first I was dumbfounded when Farrell said those words. I couldn't believe it was finally going to happen. I felt weird for a moment, and I reached out to him when he turned to leave. I walked in front of him, and held his face then looked him in the eyes."You don't have to do this, and…""I have decided to let go of the past, and that is the only way that this would work," he said. "I love you Molly, and I want us to work," he added, and then he kissed my lips briefly, before taking my hand.As we walked down the hallway that led to the room, my heart thumped very fast. I feared what I would see and at the same time I was curious.I felt an in rush of air which left my body with goosebumps as we came to a halt in front of a door. He took out the keys from his pocket, and unlocked the door. As he opened it, I took in a deep breath, and shut my eyes. Then I walked in, and opened my eyes to see a crisp bedroom.At first I was in awe at what I had seen. My room was nothing comp
Molly:My body trembled in fear as I felt Lola's tiny hands hold mine. I was blind folded so I couldn't see her but I knew that something terrible was going on. She sobbed silently, and I placed her head on my lap."Don't cry, we will be fine," I said to her trying to hush her, but she wouldn't stop."Will mummy die?" She asked, and I felt my heart crumble in multiple pieces.Having to accept that your parents were evil hit different, but then she had to be grateful that Courtney wasn't her real mum. Well she didn't know this yet so it was understandable that she would cry over what was going on."Mummy will be fine, and your uncle will save her," I lied even after I had heard the gunshot, and Courtney who was shrieking in pain.This child was going to suffer a lot of trauma, but I promised myself to take good care of her, because the only place close to home would be Farrell's house, and I wasn't sure he was stable.The door of the room opened after a while, and I heard someone appro
Farrell:When I got a hold of the gun, I smacked Courtney gently on the face and she fell to the ground then I put the gun in my pocket, grabbed Lola and walked towards the room I heard Molly's voice.Before I could get to it, Courtney jumped on my back, and grabbed hard on my neck. Her hands were obviously weak, and watching her struggle would have been funny in a different scenario."Can't you see I'm trying to save you!" She yelled, and I yanked her off my back.I pushed Lola into the room."Farrell," Molly called out from where she sat with blind folds but I didn't respond, I shut the door, and faced Courtney.The fact she kept acting as if I was in danger and needed help from her made me angry. There was definitely no amount of help that she could offer me at this point."Save me from what? You had one job but each time you were around, you only made me feel worse. I can't believe I failed to realise it until now," "Ingrate!" She scoffed, and then she stood up."Do you know how
Farrell:"Courtney what is…" I was about to complete my question when I looked away from Lola to see Courtney holding a gun.I became alarmed at once, and I tapped my pocket to see that my gun was gone. I turned around to see if there was anyone behind, and I realized Courtney was actually pointing the gun at me."Come here, Lola," she said, and then Lola shook her head, holding right on my neck.Deep down I wished I could handle the situation better but then I knew that the only way to think properly was to hand Lola over. Lola screamed in fear asI put down at once. "You'll be fine," I said to her as I pushed her over to Courtney who looked blood thirsty. I couldn't understand what was going on, and I didn't want to get violent yet. This had to be a joke because there was no way she would openly threaten Lola with a gun. She loved Lola so much."This has got to be a joke right?" I asked, Courtney and she laughed briefly then she placed her hand firmly on the trigger."Does it look
Farrell:"Maria!" I screamed, and then I jerked up at once. I looked around to see that I was lying on Maria's bed.The sun had just risen, and I guessed I had slept walk once more but this time it was for a good cause. I stood up from the bed,and walked to her dresser where her combs and everything were still perfectly laid out. I picked one of them, and I found a few strands of her hair on them. "You were really here," I muttered, running my hand on the comb. Suddenly a very gentle breeze swept by, giving me a brief chilly feel that had the hairs on my body standing, and goosebumps sprouting out of my body."Rest in peace, my love," I said with a deep sigh.I felt an inrush of emotions as I did when I met her, but this time I wasn't angry. It felt nice knowing she was in a good place, and all that could have been was terrible so I was grateful that it never happened.They said you couldn't have your cake, and eat it so I took a deep breath, shoving off the emotions that engulfed
Farrell:After so much contemplation, I grabbed the keys to Maria's room. I made up my mind to keep an open mind. I had to heal from this trauma, or else I would pass it over to my innocent kids who were on the way.When I left my room, I noticed how late it was. Molly crossed my mind, and I hope deep down that she could hold on a little longer until I figured myself out. Quietly, I walked through the long hallway that led to her room. I placed my ear on the door opposite which was were the old lady stayed. I heard her giggle to herself as usual, and I turned around to face Maria's door.I walked to the door, inserted the key, and pulled it open. To my greatest surprise he lights were on, and I heard the shower running."What the?" I questioned myself, slamming the door, and rushing to the bathroom to turn off the shower.The thought that Molly just have been here got me annoyed a bit but then I tried to push it away. I had to push off every little hint of anger. I began to convince