It was a bright evening, a week now since she was back at Dixon’s house. The stars glimmers just above her heads, She had been alone, since Dixon left to see his friend in prison, and he hadn’t returned.In her eyes were a glint of hope, of a new beginning, a dawn of a new era. Where she would be human, everyone was allowed to dream, Dixon had told her, and her dream was to be human again, right next to him, forever.
The pains hit her on her chest, sending her screaming in agony. The hope she was feeling before all wiped out. She was allowed to dream, cause she wasn’t like every other person, her fate was already decided. She just had to accept it, that she would leave Dixon very soon. Behind her bed, was her calendar, written just thirty days.
She backed away from the window, into the floor, her eyes were springing out blood, these passing d
Dixon opened his eyes to find Maeve watching him intensively, he rubbed his hands over his eyes. And yawned. Her eyes were still fixed on him, and with the look of it, he thought she didn’t sleep at all.“What’s wrong?”“Did you watch me sleep?”He asked, sitting up.“I couldn’t sleep at night, cause you keep snoring so loud.”“I don’t snore.” He sounded unsure.“I left my room to come check what’s wrong with you, I thought you were bueing suffocated or something.”“No way.”“You do, like this.” She made a disgusting snoring sound.
Dixon stare at his brother as he held the door. Trying to fix the pieces together. Why was he here, was he, perhaps the so called awaiting boss. Bruce owns this industry.Right.Just perfect. Reasons why he was offered the contract several times.“Hello brother.”“Aish!” Dixon snarled. Withdrawing his hands from the door. Running them over his hair.“This is insane!”Bruce enters fully, with a plain smirk.“No way I’m working for you, no way.”“We could make a perfect te
“Happy birthday baby, daddy got a special gift for you.”“What is it, what is it, daddy.” The little girl, squeals, jumping up down, in front of him.“A special gift.”“Won’t you give it to me already.”He chuckled, taking her into his arms, she was still on her small pinky pajamas.“No yet baby, momma got to give her first.”“Really, but I want to see yours first.” She pouted. He drew her cheeks lightly. The smart daughter of his, he was always ready to do anything for her, she was the heiress of everything he had. His future.
Maeve watched him sing-along on the song played on the stereo. She laughed at him when he moved his mouth without saying a word. Or said nonsense in the following lines.And he said it was his favorite song.Favorite indeed!“Your favorite song, and you can’t sing a line correctly.”“I just did, sang everything. I could dance perfectly well, but I’m driving. You moved to the side, your hands..”“Just drive.”“Are you doubting me?”“I can’t Right.”“You’ve to believe me.”
“Is this your daughter?” Detective Sean asked. Showing her the a picture of a girl. Four year old. Mare took the picture with her shaky hands. And touched it. Tears prickled on her eyes.“It’s Maeve. My daughter, have you found her.”“We would find your daughter, I promise. Is there any other thing to identify her with did she perhaps has a mark, this mark on her shoulders?”He brought out his phone showing her a picture that was taken, when she was out of the street, her face wasn’t seen, since her hair was covering them, and her entire body was bare. She took the phone to have a clear look at the mark on her shoulders.“It’s..her.”&n
"I wasn't leaving you Roy " Beryl whimpered. He held her roughly by the chin."I know you won't, you love me so much isn't ?" He was moving towards the bathroom door. He opened the door, with the other hand and dragged her in. Removing his hands from her chin. He led her into the bathroom. And turn on the shower. Placing her under the tube."Ye--ah l love you Roy, please stop hurting me.”“Hurting you, I’m not hurting you baby.”He caresses her cheek with his thumb. And twisted her nipple from her dress, she whine."I don't want to hurt you babe but you keep forcing me to, am not the kind of person to hurt you or anyone.Am loving and sweet you know
Linda didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversation, a week ago, he had heard them talk about a girl. she couldn't just help the burning curiosity inside of her.Who was the girl they talked about. Why was Albert so keen on finding her?It has only leave her more confused and perplexed.Was this the connection they both had, Peru and her husband, because of the girl. Who was she?What exactly is going on. He made mention of her killing Lucas, if she did killed Lucas why was he so interested in her, why does her want to end her so badly?.And there was only one way to find out. Or she shouldn’t, but she was curious to know who the girl was and what has she done to her husband. The even his voice quavers a little when they were talking about her.She
"Get him, don't let him out of your sight "He ordered, he was huge and hefty, his black t-shirt glue to his muscles, a single blow might end you, a man that doesn't feel guilty, the only guilt he felt was when he held the little girl. He had learnt to keep his conscience far away from him. As at now, he had nothing, he was a man without conscience, that only obeys one man, his superior, the man who gave once a dead man life.His words only he obey, except, he didn't get to kill the girl. He touched his face, reminiscing the sad incident that left a scar on his face. The woman was a fierce one. Left him with a scar to always remember his sins.Two men raced after Bruce blocking every escape route. They were in the spot Dixon's car was at last night. A narrow road where no one would see them or heard a thing, even if they end
“Cheers to a good life,” Mark said lifting his glass on the table. Everyone seated at the table lifted their glasses with a smile, Dixon's hands were intertwined with Maeve as he kept caressing them over the table. She smiled at him.“Cheers.” They clicked their glasses. And sips from it.Dixon stood up, still holding his glass.“I wanna make a toast to the ones we lost on the way, the two important persons in my life, my first go to Ms... Theresa, without her playing her major role in our lives, this won’t have happened, and to the one who was more of a brother to me...”“I still can’t believe you had another brother aside from me.”“Shut up Bruce.” Linda laughed.
Roy ran into the house. Shutting the door immediately he entered. He was panting, he had been so scared a while ago, so scared, he didn’t expect to see her like that. And everything now had been in vain. Just like that. Now, this happened. She must be dead now, she must have killed her, Anika was probably dead. There are no two ways about it because of the looks she has on her face. There’s no way anyone survives that.He raced to the bedroom and slumped on the bed. With his hands on his chest. What a narrow escape, it was still late in the night, dark and awfully quiet. Beryl stole a glance at him. And looked away, she didn’t say anything. She pretended that she was still chained to the bed. Still, glued to where he left her, she shut her eyes pretending not to notice him or do anything or say anything to him. The bastard, this was his night. She remained on spot Waiting for him to come to her."Hey babe"
When Dixon woke up, he was in the hospital, his head was bandaged, Bruce was by his side. And he felt so weak and tired.“You’re awake.”He nods.“How long have I been here?”“Twenty hours.”“what?” He tried standing up from the bed.“Hey, stop, don’t try standing.”“It’s the almost full eclipse. I need to go.”“You ain’t going anywhere.”“What’s the time?”
“Are you the only one in here?” Maeve asked as she was still glancing around.“No, I had just a help from someone you would know, here, have your seat.”Maeve sat down with her gaze on the broken chains and cracked walls, which were still stained with blood.“Who is that?”“Roy, I think you need to show yourself here. Someone needs to see you”Roy, the name was familiar, but she couldn’t sure remember who that was, while she was seated she played with her fingers.Roy came in with a plain look, he didn’t stare at her but looked over her head.&nb
A car slow down in front of her, then stopped, he stare at her through the window. “Maeve!” He called, she turned and stare at him. It was Mark. “What are you doing here?” “Taking a walk.” “Where’s Dixon?” “He isn’t here.” “He left you alone?” “I left him.” “What do you mean, get in the car, I’ll give you a room ride.” “I told you I’m taking a walk. You should leave, you didn’t see me today.” “Maeve, What’s...” The look in her eyes made him silence, he said nothing else and watched her walking away like the dead. She didn’t stare back at him or wave. Unlike the Maeve he knew. Something was wrong then. He didn’t know if he had to follow her or just go away. She left Dixon, because he would never leave her alone. He was always buy her side like glue and now he wasn’t. He searched through his contact list, if he had his contact, but the prick was being a prick, so he doesn’t have it. He didn’t have any of their contacts. Now calling them that he saw her was out of it. He had t
“Why didn’t you tell him!” Eamon yelled at Green, he keeps hitting his fist on the table, biting his lips in annoyance.“You should have told him, how do you expect him to feel when he wakes up and she’s gone. He has every right to know!”Green was pacing in front of him, with so much quilt in him.“I wanted to tell him. She won’t let me, I made a promise to her. That I wasn’t gonna tell him, she told me she was gonna tell him herself. I don’t know. I..”“Dixon will be so mad when he finds out what you’ve done. There were days you could have let it slip out but hell no! You held it in. Told no one. You allow her to bear the pains alone. She alone on that painful and lonely
Dixon stirs and turns to his sides, slowly his eyes open. It was still quite dark and he wasn’t so sure of what the time was yet. But he could guess, it was past four in the morning. He sighed and stood up. Naked. Searching for his pants.Then it hits him.Maeve!She wasn’t by his side.He walked back to the spot where they slept. She wasn’t there. He ran shortly to take up his clothes and slide them on.Where’s she?Her clothes weren’t there either.“Alien!” He yelled. His voice echoed as he shouted.
“Still ain’t gonna tell him anything.” Dr. Green said, making breakfast. He tossed the egg and flipped. Maeve was in the kitchen with him. Drinking the green tea, he had made. Her gaze was elsewhere as she kept on exhaling. While taking the tea.“You don’t seems too good.”He studied her. She was still brooding over something. Her hair was almost white now. Just a little remaining.Today was the last day to him. Since it was the second day, she had to leave Dixon side before the cock crock. And then, he sighed as well.He couldn’t find anything else other than the sacrifice of death. That was the only thing he got. And nothing else.He moved to her side
Maeve watched Dixon sleeps. Staring at his face caressing it with her fingers. He stirred and looked at her with a smile, though still sleepy.“Ain’t you asleep yet. Come lay beside me.”“Ain’t sleepy yet. I’ll join you soon though. I had to go somewhere first.”“Where to? It’s late already.”“I’ll be fine. And it would be a quick meeting.”“Humm. Don’t stay out too late, it would be too cold without you In here.” He closed his eyes again and slept off. She chuckled and brought her head down and kissed his lips.A day was gone.