I don't know how I would have coped with her death if Kyle was not with me every step of the way.
There were days I didn't feel like getting up. There were days I wanted to die. There were days I wanted everyone to die as a sacrifice for Grammy to come back to me.
I remember the night after her gloomy funeral, I woke up next to Kyle and I started laughing. I laughed so hard and told him just how terrible Grammy was at jokes. I insisted she was alive, sleeping soundly in the next room. When Kyle reminded me she was dead, I slapped his cheek and hopped out of bed. I sauntered to the kitchen and made two cups of coffee. Mine and Grammy's. I knocked on her room and when she didn't answer, I just pushed the door open. I put the two cups of coffee on the side table and sat on her empty bed. It broke my heart when I saw her bed cold,
"Trent? Is that... Is that you?""Yes." Trent whispers."What's wrong?""I think there's someone in my house.The lights just went off."Trent is speaking in a very low tone."And your wife? Where is she?" I ask as my heart pounds harder with each passing second, my feet trembling."Becca stop it!" Trent hisses. "Come here!"Trent hangs up.Before I fly to Trent's place, I decide to call the police first. They'll take time before they come
FOOTBALL STAR, TRENT ASTON, GONE MISSING. POLICE STILL LOOKING FOR HIM.This is the second day I'm waking up to Trent's disappearance news. No one knows where the hell he is. I just hope he eloped and is hiding out somewhere from the world. I hope it's not something serious or that could put his life in danger. I just hope he is okay wherever he is.Tyrone doesn't seem to care much that his son disappeared. He thinks that Trent is somewhere laughing at his name on the headlines and newspapers. Or maybe it's him that's hiding Trent and torturing him...Why hadn't I thought of that?Sophie and I have been helping the officers the best we could to find him. She's always been in a sombre mood and pale face since Trent
Kyle takes a deep breath."Yes.""So you are to blame for his disappearance?"Kyle shakes his head. "No! I have nothing to do with that sir... Before he went missing, he dropped by warning me not to go ahead with my wedding...""Then you got into a fight and you killed him unintentionally. Just admit it."This detective is sick. Why is he pinning the disappearance on Kyle? I know they might have gotten into a fight but Kyle is not to blame for Trent going missing. Trent is to blame for his disappearance." That's not true, "I say calmly but in a sharp tone. " Trent is not missing. This is all a
SophieSo this is my story. Well, my part of the story.Jeez! I have been such a good actress through all these. Yea, I knew I was good at acting ever since I was a child but I didn't know it was this good.First and foremost, I want to make one thing clear.I hate Trent.I hate Trent so much.This is the same guy that drove me nuts when I was young and stupid. Didn't know what I was getting myself into until I got pregnant. Trent let Tyrone force me to abort our child. The pain I went through was... excruciating. I was too young to go through that kind of hell. He was not even there for me like he promised. He
BACK TO BECCAI wake up with a migraine.My head is badly aching.I can't see anything since I am blindfolded. But I'm in a squeezed space. Probably a car. I can hear her laugh and the engine moving. I try to break free but my hands have been tied and my legs too. I hear the car come to a stop.Noooooo...I hear footfalls approaching.The racing of my heart gets louder with every footstep. The footsteps stop.I have now figured that I've been put in the boot of a car. The person has probably opened. I bet it's a man. He carries me
My heart sinks when he says that and for a slight moment, my mind goes blank. I can't believe he told her to kill me.I glare at Sophie, her heel on my face. She points the gun at my hand and pulls the trigger again, spraying blood all over my face. The pain is worse now. The blood oozes out, the bullet drilling deeper into my hand. I have two wounded hands now. A drop of tear falls down my cheek as I sniff deeply. I can't cry out loudly. I can't give Sophie the pleasure of seeing me weak. I bite my tongue to stop the ocean of tears from breaking from its banks.Trent scowls at her with bloodshot eyes and rage in his eyes."If you're going to kill her, kill her!" Trent roars at her.Sophie sneers.
TRENT"Becca!"She's the first person I call out loudly when I become conscious.My vision is a blur and I can't quite see vividly. I open my eyes wide and look around. Shit! My head hurts. Where is Becca?The last thing I remember is using Sophie's phone to call the police and an ambulance. I was too weak, hungry, Thirsty and in a lot of pain. I must have passed out immediately so I called the police and ambulance.I'm in a hospital and alone in this ward. I can hear lots of movement outside. I am dressed in a hospital gown with bandages on the left side of my lower torso. Sophie and her sick boyfriend shot me twice as they tortured me to sign the documents to my be
TRENTThat comes as a blow to my face.For two whole fucking minutes, my mind goes blank trying to digest what the doctor has just said.My heart hammers so loudly against my ribcage."She can't... She can't be dead," my voice breaks and I realize I'm on the verge of tears, trying so hard not to allow the banks to come flooding. Because if I do, I'm afraid I won't stop."I'm sorry for your loss but we have tried our level best," says the doctor apologetically. "there's nothing more we could do..."The doctor starts to walk away. "I'll see you around...."
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CJ'S POVTearing Terra?What does that Even mean?Tearing Terra?To tear her apart is like tearing me apart. When she's hurt, I hurt. When her heart breaks, mine does too. Even when I tried so hard to torture her and cause her pain, at the end of the day, I would feel so bad about myself and completely drained. I would lie asleep at night, thinking about her and that would tear me apart.Tearing her apart tore me apart too.In short, I was not able to tear her apart like I had previously planned.I tried so hard to tear her apart but I was not able to.I wanted to stay away from her. See her suffer from a distance but I couldn't do that as well. I couldn't fucking stay away from her because I wanted to kiss her. Caress her. Tell her I had missed her. And it was so hard for me because I saw her on a daily... Saw that beautiful hair being flipped at meetings... That perfect sweet mouth curving up a happy smile at lunch... T
Three months laterCJ is gone.Everyday I wake up, I'm reminded of that.I don't wake up with him beside me anymore.It's honestly sad, gloomy and boring without him here.It's cold mornings like this that I wish he was here, lying next to me. Holding me so tight that I felt his warmth. I wouldn't be feeling this cold because we'd make some intense hot love that would leave us burning. That would force us to head to the shower to kill things off... In each other's arms.I miss him...Everyday, I miss him.I drag myself out of bed and head to the kitchen. I sit down to my cup of hot coffee, looking out the kitchen window. Morning mist, thick as smoke.It's going to be a long boring day.No plans whatsoever.It's
"Don't tell me to calm down!"I yell at CJ.We just got back to town and everyone is acting okay and cool. Because it's not their only sister that has been kidnapped by the most dangerous serial killer I know.Their only sister that's pregnant.While I was having the time of my life, my sister was in suffering in the hands of the devil himself. That breaks my heart into pieces."Terra," Dee who just came in some few minutes ago says. "It has not been confirmed that it's Roman who kidnapped her..."I laugh sarcastically and bitterly. "Oh wow! That makes a lot of sense! I think she got lost on her way to the mall, don't you think?"Ren intrudes. "Terra, I think you have to relax-""Relax!" I scream. "Relax? My sister is in the hands of that evil monster and you're telling me to relax! How can I fucking relax! Who knows what the hell he's doing to her! Lord!"I fal
"Don't tell me to calm down!"I yell at CJ.We just got back to town and everyone is acting okay and cool. Because it's not their only sister that has been kidnapped by the most dangerous serial killer I know.Their only sister that's pregnant.While I was having the time of my life, my sister was in suffering in the hands of the devil himself. That breaks my heart into pieces."Terra," Dee who just came in some few minutes ago says. "It has not been confirmed that it's Roman who kidnapped her..."I laugh sarcastically and bitterly. "Oh wow! That makes a lot of sense! I think she got lost on her way to the mall, don't you think?"Ren intrudes. "Terra, I think you have to relax-""Relax!" I scream. "Relax? My sister is in the hands of that evil monster and you're telling me to relax! How can I fucking relax! Who knows what the hell he's doing to her! Lord!"I fal
"Shit Eli! You scared us!"CJ and I are in a towel as we stare at both Eli and Zara from upstairs as they are downstairs."Biiiiiiiiiiiitch!" Zara shrieks. "So this' whatchu' been upto after some jail time! Lookatchu' being naughty!"I roll my eyes at her, concealing just how excited I am that she and Eli are here.It's going to be so much fun.The perfect way to escape from all the negativity and toxicity. I was drowning with everything that was going on. A part of me died slowly day by day.But this... This will be the perfect therapy.An old beach house with the man I love and two close friends.The perfect combo!Eli tosses himself on the couch as CJ resumes to the master bedroom that we slept in."Zara? Can you please come up?"I borrow a dress since I didn't carry any clothes. A few minutes later, I step out of my room with my hand in C
I knew this moment would come.But I swear to heavens, I was not prepared for it. I was not prepared to explain myself. I don't know if the answers I got are the right answers or if they are answers at all.I open my mouth to say something then I quickly shut up, careful with every word I'll say."Honestly, Cedric... I can blame it on a lot of things but they all come down to me. To my selfishness. It was me..."I take a deep breathe and continue."When I eloped to Russia, I did therapy because I couldn't live with what I had done to you. I had nightmares. I drank myself to sleep. Bars were my favorite spots. But therapy kind of helped me deal with what I had done in a positive manner and learn to live with myself."I swallow hard, nostalgic about those pretty dark days of my life." And through therapy, I learnt some things I didn't know about myself. I had severe anxiety. It's something I had lived with, yet didn't know
The sun is low on the sky when CJ opens the cab door for me.I step out into a stone circular driveway in front of a mansion and I look around blindly In awe.The view of the mansion in front of us is breathtaking. The house sits on a cliff above the ocean and the low sun sets the waves on fire.CJ leads me around the house, his bag on one hand as he holds my hand with the other. We walk along the edge of a large blue pool and towards a furnished pool house.At the doorstep, is a large porcelain pot. CJ bends it over and takes a key under.CJ opens the door and I step inside to an old classic living room with artistic old paintings on the cream walls and one-armed sofas with hundreds of pillows. The table in the middle is wooden and seems like an expensive old furniture that has seen the best of years.Underneath the sofas, lays a Persian rug and just in front of the decor, sits a huge fireplace.&nbs
Present day..."He killed his friend?"I nod my head sadly. "Then he forced me to clean up for him and drag the body to the basement."Honestly, that was it for me.I didn't care if he threatened me anymore.I had to leave him. And leave him right away.If he could kill Oscar that quick within a snap of a finger just because of some argument, I wonder what he'd do to me?There's no way I'd sit and wait to see what he'd do to me... I had to leave!"So you stole his packaged drugs and sold them?" asks CJ."Yes, to a guy he despiced. Osborne. Some rich tycoon and I sold it at a very cheap price because I needed to fly away..."CJ looks at me in worry. "It must have been hard for you...""Yes... Especially because I had to stay in h