BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES I could take anything from Brian, but what I couldn't take was him blaming me for Stacy's recklessness. He had no idea how much she threatened me. I was still struggling to wrap my head around why he never saw any wrong in her. I walked out, slamming the door pretty hard behind me. However, I couldn't leave the building. I was exhausted and didn't want to be roaming the streets aimlessly, so I sat right outside. I was there until the setting of the sun and Brian didn't, as much as, come out the door in search of me. A few minutes to 6pm, I left the house, doing the very thing I didn't want to do - running into the streets aimlessly. Halfway into my directionless journey, I was met with a pleasant surprise. “Ashley!” I called excitedly, as I ran towards her, throwing my arms around her neck. She seemed very excited to see me too, and I was glad to be more knowledgeable on navigating the streets of Vegas. “How are you doing?” She asked, looking at just h
BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES We were awake not very early the next morning, but still up in the attic when we heard shouting and loud thuds coming from downstairs. Ashley peeped out of the small window, since she was closer, being that she was preparing for her day. I, on the other hand, only had one job, and that was to stay put in the attic and not get discovered by my parents. “It's Brian,” she said. His name sounded like I was ‘booed’ into a jump scare. “Williams, give me my wife! I know she's here!” We heard Brian yelling at the top of his voice. Brian's yelling was more than chaotic enough, but it got worse with my parents' arrival on the scene. “There is a reason you didn't find any dog around here in the course of your stay and even after, Brycee,” My mother came down heavily on him as soon as they were out in the premises. “Where is she?” He demanded of them. “Who?” My father asked. “Blair,” he replied harshly, “I know she's here,” “You must be out of your mind,” my mothe
BRIAN'S POV “Hello,” I heard a familiar voice. “It's Stacy,” she introduced, her voice feeble and fainting. “If you're not alone, you don't have to say anything,” she spoke one sentence after another, not giving any room for me to say anything. That didn't matter though, because I was too stunned to speak. “I will send you an address, we need to see, Brian,” she said. “Make sure you come alone,” I said, “and come right now Brian,” she added, hanging up. It sounded like she was so sure I was with someone. Steven's call came in, just after hers. “What's happening Brian?” Blair asked, I stared at my phone, buzzing with Steven's call. I walked away from Blair without another word to her.“Steven,” I replied, shutting the door behind me and walking farther away.“I traced the car, Brian,” he said, his voice revealing a sense of urgency. “That wasn't your car in the accident,” Steven said, “and I'm beginning to think Stacy wasn't in the car either.” He said. “Yea, tell me about
BRIAN'S POV CONTINUES I slowly opened my eyes, recognizing the ceiling of the luxurious house. It had a pure white ceiling top, with lights buried in them and a chandelier right in the middle. The walls were painted in gray, with shape patches of black on the left and right wall, which were my favorite colors. The color coding of the room instantly made it a place of comfort, but it didn't erase the million questions in my mind. ‘Where the fuck is this?’ ‘Was Stacy abducted?’ ‘Who’s behind all of this?’ ‘Why?’ The list went on and on, every question opening a link to another. I tried to get out of bed, but my head was still very much aching from the blow it received. Additionally, I found my hands chained to the bed rails below. “What the hell!” I exclaimed out loud. “Hello?” I yelled, calling the attention of anyone at all who could hear me. Hello?” I yelled even louder, dragging the chains on my hands forcefully. “You're up,” I heard a familiar voice, with bold footste
BLAIR'S POV After waiting out for hours, with no sign of Brian, I was restless and had to do something about it. It was at that moment I was upset as to why I didn't own a phone. Mother and father would never allow it, but what was the excuse now? I also barely had any access to money as Brian took care of everything around here and wouldn't let me work. I returned to the mansion, dragging Ashley along and we headed to the police station together. The police reported not seeing Brian the whole day. I walked out of the police station with my head to the floor, not very sure how to feel. “Ashley, is he lying to me?” I asked, even though I wasn't expecting her to reply. “I'm sure there's a good explanation for this,” Ashley replied, sounding so soothing. “Is he in trouble?” I voiced out all of my concerns. “Blair, you have to calm down,” she said, “perhaps we can reach a family or friend?” She asked. The only family or friend that Brian had was Steven, and considering the dynam
BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES I couldn't be excited over my first phone coming from Brian, since his messages were scary and I wasn't sure what to think anymore. I made him breakfast, helped him shower and did every other thing for him. I didn't dare to leave his side, since I didn't want him to leave me. I had tears at the base and edges of my eyes, watching him like a hawk. We remained in proximity, until it was past noon. “Blair,” he called, his tone still weak and frail. “I would like a bucket of wings, please,” he said. I looked at him and wasn't sure if to be excited that he finally wanted something to eat or worried that I had to go out to get it, since we didn't have any in the house. He declined the chocolate and other beverage options I gave to him in the morning. “Please, Blair,” he pleaded, before I got the chance to politely decline.“Alright,” I responded, under my breath, collecting some money from his wallet and heading out. It was a distance away, and luckily, I foun
BLAIR’S POV I fell into the chair in the room, with nothing but pain in my heart and tears in a non-stop flow from my eyes. ‘What was happening?’ I queried. ‘Maybe, just maybe, I was never supposed to be here,’ ‘This was all a big mistake,’ I thought. ‘What was I supposed to do?’ I was in tears and buried in thoughts for a long while, until I dozed off, but was awakened by a knock on the door.I reluctantly got out of the sofa to the door. I opened the door without any questions, and found no one at the door. I lifted my head and found a vehicle hurriedly driving off. It was dark and only a few hours left until midnight, but I noticed the Royal blue color and recognized the vehicle as Brian's. I wasn't sure why anyone would knock on the door, only to zoom off, without a word, or as much as seeing my face. I was just about to return into the apartment, when I noticed a small letter on the floor, in front of the door. I picked it up and looked around, especially in the direct
BRIAN'S POV “I don't know what you hope to achieve with this, Stacy,” I said, as soon as she dropped the call with Blair. “She's a gold digger, she will dump right into your things with another man,” Stacy said. “Wouldn't you be talking about yourself, with that description?” I fired at her. The displeasure on Stacy's face was almost instant. “I don't appreciate getting insulted for trying to help you, Brian,” she said. “That's the problem, Stacy,” I don't see this helping me,” I responded in a very firm tone. “She was given to me in marriage, and she didn't have any idea who I was,” I said, “so what is this about?” “This is a terrible mistake,” I said, walking away, “I wonder why I ever consented to this nonsense,” heading for the door, furiously. “You can't leave now, Brian,” she said, “It’s too late.” Stacy said.“What are you yapping about?” I rolled my eyes. “You don't know?” She said, “You just became an accomplice to the murder of a man, Brian,” she said, her tone ca
BLAIR’S POV My family was happy. I just became the owner of one of the high-ranking companies in Vegas. My boy just turned one, how could I not be ready. Now I could categorically say that my life had never been happier. All I had been fighting for, for as long as I could remember and now had, and the very last thing on my list, was getting married to the one man that had been able to love me, through thick, thin, storm, hails, the rain of fire, brimstone and Sulphur. Through fairly good times and the bad times, through moments where I struggled to love myself. I couldn’t be more delighted. Contrary to Brian’s request, we were having a quiet wedding with the people that mattered the most to us. The very ones who watched our love story began in the craziest of ways, the ones who loved us through the toughest times and encouraged us to love each other through what felt like the possible. Tears flowed down my cheeks, with no apologies whatsoever to my makeup, as II walked down the
BLAIR’S POV I stood in front of the court, with a racing heart. For the last three months, we had been going back and forth with the company’s case in court and this was the day for the court’s final verdict. With Jennifer’s help, we were able to pull down some of the board members, who were then in the picture and they had given their testimonies to the best of their knowledge at the time.Some of them had also patched their relationship with my father, understanding that at the time, he was being manipulated and couldn’t have been able to help himself. The others thought it was wise to maintain their distance, saying that they were only offering the help they could for mine and Jennifer’s sake and didn’t think it was necessary to have a continuing relationship with my father. In it and through it all, we were grateful that they even showed up, some of which were outside the country already, but all returned for a justifiable cause.“Common, let’s go. I know we have this.” Brian
BLAIR’S POV “Blair!” she ran to me with a hug,This was not one of Jennice’s tricks at all. It really was Jennifer. I was filled with awe. “What?” Jennice asked. “You really didn’t think I was going to let that evil sister of mine kill my only child, did you?” Jennice asked.“What?” I was still stunned. All of me was vibrating. “Oh, sit down.” Jennice said. “I had Jennifer when I was quite young and since my stupid lover would not take me and the child and I was still trying to find my foot in the world I was left to live in, I couldn’t keep her.” Jennice began to explain. “I figured it would be better for her to be in an orphanage, than out here with me and so I took her there.” “It ached my heart that I began to travel a lot and lost track of keeping an eye on her, so she began to go through so much stress.”“When I returned to fix it, I realized my twin sister was after her life.”“Jennifer really was involved in that accident that day, but I stole her from the vehicle and
BLAIR’S POV “I could not believe my ears. “Please, show up alone first.’ She pleaded. Before could be asked twice, I fled out of the house, swiping the keys to the car from the table.It wasn’t long after I left the house that I got a text with a location. I diligently followed, not thinking about whether or not I was going to get myself in trouble, or probably kidnapped. I still had my suspicions on who had called and all I could call it was suspicion, since I wasn’t sure yet and it would have been the most unbelievable thing. I followed the location and arrived almost in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but trees all round I was beginning to think this was some prank call or an attempt at being kidnapped. If it was, I couldn’t even be mad and all I could now do was pray to be successfully out of here. ‘Maybe I had reacted a little too quickly.’‘What was I even thinking?’ I was lamenting and asking questions.I kept trying to reach the number over and over again, bu
BLAIR’S POV Sebastine did not wait to see his father before we left.Luckily, I could leave, although, with a bandaged arm. The bullet had been taken out and the wound was going to slowly heal and I was definitely going to keep seeing Dr. Bruce to make sure that I was fine. Sebastine signed every single thing in his name back to his father and he was leaving the Maldives to literally start a new life in Vegas. He chose us. My only excitement was that we arrived just in time to save him, because I wasn’t sure how I was going to react to losing another member of my family, especially to suicide. When we arrived Vegas, we dropped over at Brian’s house first. Sebastine was going to be living with Brian, before he is able to do anything else.He was done with college and could easily get a job, even though Brian had already promised to include him in the company. Sebastine, had declined both Brian’s, as well as my offer, to work in the company, saying he was tired of family ‘hand-m
BLAIR’S POV We walked into Sebastine with a gun in his hand, just about to fire a bullet into his head. Brian flew for him and I could only stand there in tears, since I had Regal in my hands and couldn't quite get involved in any rigorous fights. Sebastine was hell bent on ending his life, as he began a struggle with Brian for the weapon. “Let it go, Brian!” He yelled, “you both, get out of here!” “Let me be!” He and Brian continued the war for the weapon. “Sebastine, no, please, I beg you.” Ever single word I uttered was choking in tears. “It doesn't have to end this way, please,” I continued. “What other ways does it need to end, Blair?” He probed, “huh?” Luckily, Brian was stronger than Sebastine, sho had spent quite a number of days, without food, but this did not in any way deter the struggle. I took a few steps closer, towards them, trying to beg Sebastine to let go already. “Argh!” I groaned in pain, as a bullet flew out of the gun and right for m the region between
BLAIR’S POV At this point, I was giving up on everything. I was losing hope and thought about letting the company go, but my father was still out here fighting and if he was not giving up, I couldn’t throw all his hard work by doing same. I was quite weary of it all, but had to continue. If there was a slightest chance to get the company back, I had to encourage myself to hold on to it, until we made it big enough to win us back the company. I woke up on this fateful morning with the most disturbing thought. I was restless all night and failed to have any good or proper rest. “Are you okay?” were Brian’s first words that said hi to me, as soon as I opened my eyes. It was pretty obvious that I wasn’t and I had swollen eye bags from not getting any sleep at all. “You need to reach out to Sebastine,” I said, shocking Brian hard with my request. “I am really worried about him, Brian,” I continued. “He is all alone and as if it was not enough that he has criminal parents, he hurt
BLAIR’S POVI always knew that Brian was struggling to deal with the challenges that came with being my life, but what I didn’t know was that it had gotten as bad as stuffing himself with alcohol, to the very point that he was sick. On the first occasion that Brian retuned in this manner, we had just gotten married and since I didn’t know if he was alcoholic or not, so I didn’t quite care. The second occasion was the week he was to get married to Stacy and he was unhappy, from the innermost part of his soul. Now, he was here and lamenting over being with me and just how difficult it was. It melted my heart that even in that drunken state, he could still think about me and mention that he was willing to love me, despite everything. However, I couldn’t stop thinking,‘If he was in this much distress, was it worth it?’ I helped Brian clean up his body and got him to rest, while I walked downstairs to make meaning out of my day. “It’s a good thing they found their way home.” Collins
BLAIR’S POV I now had more thoughts on my mind than running a company, after the period of our grieving. Collins had filled me with questions that all I really did was just lay down and thought through his words, over and over again. ‘Was there a right time to stop loving? If there was, when was the right time?’‘What if we are just making the people we love unhappy, by being with them, because their hearts would rather be elsewhere?’Collins already confessed to never seeing Stacy smile this bright, or laugh as hard as she did, when she was with him, and even I was already sick of how all Brian and I ever did was solve one chaos, after another. I was already so convinced that all my presence ever did was fill his life with problem after problem, and it was quite evident now that he was struggling to love me, and who could blame him?Brian and Stacy obviously got carried away in their chats and the extended period they had to work together, neither of them remembered to return on