"What! That can't be! He's Garry Hook."
Nate narrows his eyes.
"Garry Hook died a year ago... He was the owner of Garry Hook Bar & Grill."
"Exactly!" I sit beside him. "And that's his grandson."
He lets out a small smile. "I'm his grandson... Though I was not interested in taking up his properties. Neither did my family. So I guess Todd took advantage of that..."
Okay, this is all so much to digest right now. What? We've been living with an impostor all this time.
"He's not a good guy, Becca," he tells me. "You should stay as far away from him as possible. He's trouble in the flesh."
&nbs
Just when I thought this whole Garry situation couldn't get worse, Nate proves that the creep is worse than we thought.From a few friends and of course, his mother who was a victim of Garry, Nate was able to find out who Garry is. His real name is Tom Taylor. He was first put in jail for child molestation when he was just a teenager. He raped a 3-year old girl and as if it doesn't get even sicker, he sodomized a 5-year old boy. He did all this at sixteen when he lived with his mother in a small town called Springville. But fortunately for him, he was diagnosed with some mental illness so he was able to escape as a juvenile. After high school, he moved to Manchester where he changed his identity to Todd Gamble. And when the police in Manchester started paying close attention to him and got closer to his footsteps, he decided to start afresh in Liverpool, where he became Garry Hook.
The minute I shut the door, Garry immediately pounces on Trent. Fear starts to creep in. What if Garry kills Trent? He is a cold killer. Killing Trent wouldn't be hard for him.Ugh! Why did Trent have to come back?"Please let him go!" I plead.But I know that he won't.Trent tries to fight himself off from his grip but Garry smacks his head and takes out a pocket knife. Just when I thought it couldn't get worse! Trent always gets into trouble because of me. He was right. I should stay away from him because I'm nothing but trouble.Garry is holding the knife over his neck and he's enjoying this. Torturing Trent in front of me. He enjoys seeing me this
Trent is sleeping so peacefully when I wake up.I told him the whole Garry story last night as we lay in bed. The moment felt so surreal. Laying there. Pouring out all my problems to this extremely handsome player. And what amused me is that Trent understood why I had to hide the truth from my aunt. So we ended up sleeping very late. Thank God the class today is at midday so I have time to prepare myself for school.I shamble to the kitchen where I make two cups of coffee and a few pancakes. Trent suddenly enters the kitchen and hugs me lightly."Are you okay?" He asks while taking a cup of coffee.I nod. "I'm better now that you're here..."Trent smiles. "
What!Mr. & Mrs Sterling was my best couple. They just seemed so in love. So obsessed. So crazy about each other. Bruna often said she hopes Josh and her end up like her parents. Because to her, their marriage was perfect. Nothing could keep them apart... Now, this...This is surely going to break Bruna."How... How did it happen?" Bruna's voice is shaky as she rests on the sofa."He started acting weird some months ago. And when I asked, he brushed it off like it was nothing," her mom sniffs. "Then yesterday, he woke up and told me he doesn't want this anymore...""He's the one who broke up with you?" Bruna asks bitterly.
I'm shocked and caught off guard.Jenna is blaming me for their break-up. First of all, she's accusing the wrong person because the last person I would ever have a thing with is Troy. I'm saying that for the millionth time. Why doesn't anyone get it?Troy looks up at her since I'm a mum and doesn't say a word to her."Stop blaming Becca!"Thank you."Oh ya!" Jenna snaps. "All you ever do is talk about Becca. Becca this. Becca that. Becca! Becca! Becca! It's always her! I'm sure the only reason you ever dated me," her tone is lower and sad. "Is to make her jealous. You used me, Troy! You used me!"T
Two grey seats have been reserved for Bruna and me at the front.The stadium is half packed yet the game has not even started. There's a lot of frenzy and noises from every corner. Trent comes over carrying two cans of yoghurt. He's in a red jersey and red shorts. He's looking damn good but a little bit tense up."Are you guys okay?" He asks, handing both of us yoghurt.We both nod."Let me see the back of your jersey," he grins.We exchange glances with Bruna as we turn. Trent frowns."You're wearing a Firmino jersey? At a game, I invited you to? Unbelievable!"
WARNING!!!This chapter has explicit content. Do not continue reading if that makes you uncomfortable.I'm so scared of turning around to look at him. I know he's mad. And, it's going to be awkward considering it's me that's on the painting."You love breaking rules, huh!" He scoffs.I turn back to look at him. Trent is leaning on the door staring at me. When I stare back, he looks away and bites his lips then looks at me again."You are so beautiful, Becca. So so beautiful," his pupils dilate. "And not just your face, you have a beautiful soul and that's why..."
I step into the shower, toes flinching as they touch the ceramic floor. My mind is in shreds and I can't get why Trent turned so cold after such a breathtaking moment. Everything was going so well... Until he mentioned Sophie...Shit! I feel so used and so stupid. Why the hell did I have to shag with him? I knew it was not the right thing to do but I still went ahead and did it, knowing too well how it would turn out in the end.I turn the dial on releasing thousands of lukewarm drops that wet my hair and trickle down my back as I rub off the paint. My eyes fall close over and over each time showing me the images that are still fresh in my mind. The way he looked at me. The way he was cursing as he thrust inside me. The way his veins poked out of his skin as he held on tight to me. Why did he have to ruin all that with that name... S
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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