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
BLAIR’S POVThe buzzing of my phone shook me out of bed and it was no other than Kieran. “Kieran?’ I called, “Kieran?” There was utter silence on the other end of the conversation and I was now worried about Kieran. The first beam of sunlight had just hit the surface, and I immediately remembered that it was the day when our plans should take its full course, but my last conversation with Kieran didn’t have a definite end, so I wasn’t sure if I could still count on him. I was unsure of my plans for the day, but I was determined to make good progress with my quest with Jane Williams. “Blair,” Ashley called, I laid still and pretended to be asleep. “Blair,” she called again, with a stronger tone. “We’re leaving for the hospital now,” she reported. I raised my hand and waved her away, pretending to be deep asleep. I heard her loud sigh. Ashley was tired to asking me to go to the hospital with them, as it would gladden my father’s heart and she believed it would make him heal f
BLAIR’S POV “Arggh,” Kieran groaned in pain, with a bleeding leg. He fell to the ground and was shivering from his hair tip to those of his toes. Kieran was sweating and in tears. “You know I hate not being spoken back to, the moment I speak,” Jane said. I immediately looked for somewhere to hide. “You really thought that you could plot an escape with Blair?” Jane queried, with mockery in her tone. “I own you, Kieran,” her tone grew more authoritative and louder. “We were doing so well together,” she said, slowly walking towards him, with the gun pointed at his head, such that Kieran only trembled before her. “You had everything you ever wanted,” she said, “everything!” “but you just had to ruin it for all of us, didn’t you?’ She laughed hysterically for a few seconds above sixty. “You want freedom?” she threw a rhetorical question, in jest of Kieran. “You lost it years ago with my brother, Kieran,” she yelled in his face.It was quite clear now. Kieran told no lies. Ja
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