BLAIR’S POV “Looking at your phone again?” Ashley said, walking into the attic, where I was laying in bed with my phone beside me. I took a deep breath and turned around. I hadn’t noticed how desperate I now looked, waiting on Brian. “Blair,” Ashley called, taking a seat beside me. “You pushed him away. You left him.” She said in a calm tone. “If you realize how important he now is, maybe you should go back,” she advised. “I’m sure he misses you too and would gladly have you back.”Tears trickled down my cheeks, the very ones I had been struggling to bottle in for days unending, staring at my phone and waiting for Brian’s call. “No, he won’t,” I replied in sad realization. “I did return, Ashley,” I said, “Yes, and you never spoke a word about it ever since you got back.” “It’s been weeks now,” Ashley added,“That’s because there’s no room in Brian’s life for me anymore,” I responded. “What do you mean?’ Ashley adjusted her seating posture, pulling in towards me a little clo
BLAIR’S POV I had stayed up, most of the night, but was up and excited as the first ray of sunlight hit my face from the small, circular window at the top, opposite the desk. I quickly showered and got ready for the day. It was literally the break of a new day for me, the opening of a new season in my life. “Rise and shine!” I announced, pulling the duvet off Ashley’s body. She slowly opened her eyes and I watched her confusion melt into surprise as she saw me in a mood very contrary to the mourning and despair I had been in for weeks now. “Blair?” she called, stretching out of bed and gaining full consciousness. “What is going on?” she queried, “Do you like my look?” I asked, turning around. I was wearing a white shirt and red blazer on black, open pants with a two-inch slipper heel. “You look stunning,” she replied, “but you have to tell me what is going on.” She persisted. “Destiny,” I replied with a little teasing.“Alright?” she asked, and I chuckled lightly. “I’m res
BLAIR’S POV The entire day at the office, I was greatly distracted and constantly looked out the window to see at what time my mother was going to drive in. It was now less than half an hour to the close of the day and there was still no trace of her. I was now very worried about her and I couldn’t take my mind off the thoughts that something was wrong with her, or perhaps, she was in danger. The rest of the company staff however, did not feel disturbed by her absence and as long as they were concerned, it was a normal day at work. “You should start packing up,” Jennifer said, as she walked into the office. “Huh?” the sound of her voice yanked me back into consciousness, giving me a break from the whirl of thoughts that overwhelmed me. “It’s thirty minutes after closing and everyone has gone, Blair,” she said. I blinked my eyes and lifted them to the clock, taking notice of the time. ‘Right,” I exclaimed in a low tone, pretty much, under my breath. “Why are you still here?”
BLAIR'S POV “Looking for something?” I didn't get a chance to finish processing my thoughts and making a decision, when I heard a hefty voice from behind me. Very startled, I swiftly turned around and found the hefty man standing right behind me. I quickly melted and was shaking from my hair tips to those of my toes. “I…uhm…” Words immediately left me and before him, I looked like a tiny doll. I didn't need to say another word, and the hefty man picked me up, flipped me over his shoulder and took me inside. All of my confidence went down the drain in a split second and I couldn't bring myself to understand how he went from roaming between the kitchen and the living area, to appearing behind me. I didn't dare to fight back and only sat put, while he had me bound by ropes, hands and feet, and then attached to the bed. “What are you going to do with me?” I asked bravely, even though I was more terrified now, than I had ever been. “What?” The hefty man seemed confused. I drew
BLAIR’S POV “So, what else is false?” I asked.We were sitting across from each other and our meal soon became filled with hearty laughter and conversations. I was glad to see that Kieran bought my story, and I immediately developed a change in plan. All I had in mind now was to get as close to him as I possibly could and then draw in information from him about my mother and what their relationship was. Kieran did not readily respond to all of my questions and the moment he went mute on me, I immediately adjusted my boundaries. “Why are you out here? Doesn't it get lonely?” I asked. “Well, I don't like getting involved with a lot of people,” Kieran responded, “so this works for me,” he added, “It's an old house that belonged to my grandmother,” “I pretty much grew up here and I returned to it when I got back into the country.” He said. “So I guess you weren't wrong to expect an old woman or man here,” Kieran said, and we both erupted into laughter. Kieran had a nice sense of
BLAIR'S POV “Hey, honey,” I heard my mother's voice from a distance. I slowly opened my eyes and found myself asleep in Keiran's bed, with my hand, cuffed to the frame. “Hey, mama,” Keiran's thick voice responded. “Ready to give mama some sugar?” She asked. I almost puked, but worse, I dread that she was going to walk in here and find me cuffed to the bed. It was a terrible sight, just imagining what she was going to do, if she found out I was unto her. “I don't feel so well,” Keiran complained. “Oh, my sweet boy, really?” My mother asked, her voice revealing peak concern. I was getting really sick in my stomach and was pretty much at the verge of throwing up. “I have a meeting in an hour and thirty minutes, but thought I had to drop by for some sweet, sweet sugar,” she sounded like a mother to her two year old. “But, how about you get some rest, I'll rush over to the meeting and when I get back, we'll take care of you, mama’s way,” she said. What followed was the smackin
BLAIR’S POVActually, I had no plan. All I wanted to do was buy myself enough time to process everything Kieran had said to me. We exchanged numbers and he let me go, just before my mother returned. He went straight into feigning being ill as soon as my mother arrived, which was the last thing I saw before slipping out. Luckily, I arrived home to an almost empty house, or at least I sneaked straight to the attic to create the feeling of an empty house for myself. ‘What other secrets did my mother have?’ ‘What other skeletons were there hidden in her cupboard?’ I fell right into the bed, and laid in that position, head up as I stared at the ceiling. I needed to come up with a plan, since I had already promised to have one that Kieran would love by the end of the day. All through the day, I couldn’t quite come up with anything that looked like a plan, I was only drowning in curiosity all day. Ashley was no where in sight and I hadn’t seen my father since he returned, so I decided
BLAIR’S POVI ran straight to home I knew, the attic, dialing Kieran first. “Hey, I think I have the solution to both our problems,” I said, “Both our problems?” he expressed confusion, “I think Jane has something she is not saying, and I need to find out what it is,” I said, “Jane?” He sounded perplexed, “She is not my mother,” I immediately cleared the air, “Now, focus,” I pushed my words with authority,“In two days from now, my father would be returning to the hospital for a checkup,” “I never have access to my parents’ room, but leave that to me,” “You will stall my mother,”’ that immediately felt wrong the moment it left my mouth. “Jane,” I instantly corrected,“You will stall Jane as long as you can, while I find your file and every other evidence I would need,” Kieran was quiet for a while and I wasn’t sure if he was growing cold feet on the plan, or if he just needed time to digest it. “Kieran?” I called, “Kieran, are you there?” I asked. Fear quickly embraced me