Molly:Farrell was sleepwalking once more last night. It was like this happened whenever we had a series of unfortunate events. I didn't try to stop him or move an inch to know where he was going because the door was locked once more. I felt there were guards on standby at the door every night to keep a check on the night he would sleep walk.Honestly it was getting annoying. Confronting him was useless of course, so I kept mute like nothing had happened.When I got out of bed, I took my bath and went down for breakfast. He was already dressed for work, and the moment I came down he was about leaving. He kissed my forehead, and then he took a bite from the food I had in my lips, giving me a kiss."I'll see you around soon," he said to me, and I nodded, forcing a smile on my lips.Paula wasn't yet up, so I ate my food in silence. Today seemed to be one which wouldn't be eventful, pertaining to the fact that Paula was having a bad time.When I was done I walked up the stairs to her room
Molly:I knew I was light headed and even the tiniest bit of alcohol could get me drunk,but I still agreed to this contest. We had six bottles for a start and when she began taking the second bottle, I hadn't even gone half of my first and my vision had already started blurring. Getting a hold of the bottle seemed like a huge battle, and I giggled at every instance. This meant one thing, I had gotten high. This had got to be the quickest."What is the percentage of alcohol in this drink?" I questioned with my words slurred, while I looked at Paula.She still had control of herself, and she was gulping the second bottle like it was sprite."Just fifty percent. Why do you ask?" She questioned, and I made a gesture with my hand signaling her that I was okay.But then the moment I tried to grab the bottle, it slipped out of my hand, and fell to the floor, shattering into multiple pieces."Please don't move!" Paula said immediately, but I was too dizzy to understand what she was saying.
Farrell:Molly began to act weirdly on the bed. I tried to wake her several times but she didn't wake up. It seemed like she was having a nightmare."Why are you doing this to me, Farell? Why? Please stop! Let me go, please!" She said, and she began to cry in her sleep.I became worried immediately. But then the doctor had gone, so I pulled out my phone to call Courtney who was just downstairs. As soon as I got off the call I went over to Molly who was jerking on the bed. She seemed like she was about to have a seizure and suddenly my hand began to tremble.Trembling because I was scared that I would lose her."Molly! Molly!" I yelled, grabbing her hands, and shaking her to wake her up.If I lose her, I would definitely kill myself for real. Tapping her face, I realized it had gone cold, and her eyes were tightly shut."Molly, please wake up!" I kept yelling, tugging and pulling onto her.The moment Courtney pulled the door open, Molly jerked up from the bed, taking a deep and distres
Farrell:When I walked downstairs, I saw Courtney pacing around with her hands cupped in a fist. The moment she locked eyes with me she began to walk outside to the small passage before the front door. I could tell she was angry, but did she expect me to disrespect my wife?"Courtney!" I called out, but she didn't look back at me. She marched over to the Bentley which was parked very close to the water fountain in the middle of the compound then she pulled it open and got in.Here we go again, I muttered, heaving a huge sigh of regret.Walking up to the car, I pulled the door open and got in. Shutting the door, I looked over at Courtney who had her hands crossed to her chest."Courtney," I called out but she ignored me.I took a deep breath, then I reached out for her arms and slapped mine off. Taking a deep breath, I tried to stop myself from getting angry. I was determined not to have an outburst."I honestly do not know what you expected me to do. Molly needs special care and she
Farrell:Courtney's words made me weak in the knees. She had to be joking, because what was I to do with that? Was she trying to manipulate me?"What are you saying Courtney?" I asked, letting go of her arm.I didn't know what to feel at the moment. There was a surge of emotions, and I couldn't depict if I was angry or annoyed. She was about to venture into something that would severe our relationship, and I needed her as much as I needed Molly. She is my sister, and it had to remain that way."I do not expect you to jump up and commend me for confessing my feelings for you. I just couldn't keep shut any longer, and I understand if you do not feel the same for me," she said in a low tone.She must be fucking joking? Because this sounded like a full on manipulation. She was trying to use the fact that I had a soft spot for her and the fact that my mental health depended on her judgements. She was the only one that had been able to keep me down for long."Are you doing this on purpose?"
Molly:My birthday was around the corner. I was going to be twenty three in a few days and my legs still hurt, I could barely even move around. Not like I expected to be healed immediately, because the incident just occured yesterday, but I imagined not being able to dress pretty on my special day."Good morning, my Kitten," Farrell's husky tone came at me, and I snapped out of my reverie.I turned to face him and he had a smile planted on his lips. He kissed me briefly on the neck before he started planting kisses on my neck."It sucks that I can't walk," I said, sighing deeply.He stopped kissing me and he looked at me with a smirk."I have hands, and you'll be my passenger princess for today," he said.I stopped myself from rolling my eyes at him because I feared what he would do. His temper was very quick— it switched from sunny to cloudy faster than a lightening bolt. "I want you, but I fear I'll hurt your feet more," he said, running his hands from my neck, through my cleavages
Molly:I gaped at him, and then his eyes drifted to the glove compartment. He pulled it open, and took out a pack of cigars."There it is," he said, and then he left with it.The moment he left, I began to question myself. Was he playing dumb or he just chose to ignore me? I became unsteady, and I poked my head out of the window. Then I saw him standing with a group of people. He looked really happy taking puffs from his stick of cigar. They were discussing something I didn't care about. Well they spoke in Italian and I barely understood them.I stared too long until I caught the attention of one of the men."Your wife?" He asked, and Farrell gave him a half smile."She is a pretty one," he said, winking at me and Farrell's countenance changed immediately.He took out his cigar from his mouth, and pressed it on the man's breast pocket creating a hole on the suit jacket. "Hey! You can't do that!" The man yelled."I just did, and this meeting is over. Get me my goods, and I'll be on my
Molly:"We need to get you some contraceptives," Farrell said to me when we were done.This was the second time he was finishing inside me, and it really felt great. But I didn't like the thought of having contraceptives. I have heard terrible stories about it. I didn't want to get bloated contsntly or even have other worse effects like putting on a lot of weight."Don't you think contraceptives have terrible effects and..""It's either that or you want to raise a baby. I do not want that. I do not want anything to come in between us," he said, running his thumb on my lip.Was he seriously going to be jealous of a child if he or she did eventually come?He carried me up once more."I should get you home so that you can get properly rested," he said to me.Then he carried me down to the car. As soon as we got into the car, his phone began to ring again. He pulled open the glove compartment and took it out. My eyes skillfully glanced to know the caller before it was out of sight, and j
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