I can't quite figure out Trent's facial expression when I say that.
His face just goes blank, washed up with total disbelief and confusion. He then pulls a sorry look which doesn't suit him at all.
"Oh..."
I wish I didn't tell him. I regret telling him the truth. I should have kept my mouth quiet in the first place. What does 'oh' mean? I just told him the reason I'm crying and an 'oh' is all he can say?
"Sorry, my way of saying sorry sucks..."
I laugh as I brush away the tears. "it surely does."
"You're not working tonight..."
Yes! I need
Okay, just the mere thought of it makes me sick.My best friend masturbating to my sex tape? Gross!Bruna's mouth drops and she's speechless.So am I.Troy lets go of Jenna."I'm not done with you yet!" He threatens her. "I'll make you regret the day you were born."Jenna sneers at him. "What? Are you going to kill me?"Troy grimaces and sighs in disgust. He surely hates Jenna. He glances at Bruna and I then retires to his room, slamming the door.Jenna starts crying a
TRENT'S POVIt's been a week.A week of playing football, flirting with stupid models and missing Becca. I've tried to call her but she's off. I thought of calling Troy to ask him about her then I thought about it. Troy has feelings for Becca, though he has never admitted it. I'll just wait till I see Becca face to face...Damn it! I miss that girl. I miss the way she looks at me. The way she smiles at me. The way she talks to me. The way she kisses me back. The way she moves around my house, swaying her beautiful body.I'm not in love with Becca. I just have feelings for her. Feelings that I hope will fade with time.I've had those feelings since the first day I saw
TRENT'S POVI feel numb and stranded and useless because I don't know how to get to Becca. How to save her life.My phone rings.An unknown number."Well... well... well..."It's a very familiar voice but I can't quite figure out whose it is."Heard you're back in the country."The deep voice giggles."Did you get my little surprise?""I swear if you hurt her again-"
BACK TO BECCAFor the past few days, I have been in this fucking dark lonely filthy room.I've been stuck on this fucking chair with my hands tied at the back. My muscles are aching and I'm so fucking hungry. I've not eaten for days! A man in a mask just brings me water and that's it. All I do is drink water. No food has ever been offered and I'm starving.I've not changed my clothes and I can smell the stench of sweat all over my body. Whenever I feel like peeing, I'm taken to some filthy and stinky toilet with faded walls. The guy in the mask stands next to the door to make sure I don't escape.This is hell! This must be hell! There's a time I was beaten up to the point that I begged God to take my life. Being alive hurts s
The light is so bright that it's almost blinding my eyes.My feet are bare.I'm dressed in a white flare dress with the wet sand squishing against my toes. I look up and I see the beautiful blue sea, with waves crashing against the shore.The view is so beautiful.I sit on the sand, staring at the blue sea, wishing I could stay here forever.Then I see her.A beautiful woman with massive curls tumbling on her shoulders, wearing a white dress just like mine. She's so beautiful...And I know her.
He grins at me and pauses inserting the syringe."We meet again."A cold chill runs down my spine. I'm panic-stricken. My muscles instantly go rigid. I don't know what to do? Should I scream?"What did I ever do to you for you to hate me so much?"I'm trying to buy some time with a silly conversation to prevent him from injecting the syringe.Dean snickers."You seriously think this is about you?" he sneers at me. "This is not about you. This is about the love of my life...""Troy?"
"That's so stupid!"I can't believe he could sell all the paintings for ten million. Just ten million? They were worth so much more. Priceless if you ask me."What was I supposed to do?" He's angry. "Sit here and wait for those bastards to kill you? Becca! My asshole dad froze all my accounts. Tell me! What the fuck I was supposed to do!"I raise my voice too."Stop yelling at me!""Stop yelling at me too!"I'm tired of standing.And I'm tired of him yelling at me. I'm just from the hospital and this is my first day at Trent's place and we a
Panic seizes me.Trent is fighting the guy in the mask.I'm also fighting off the one holding me but he's too strong. Suddenly, the two men burst into a loud laugh.They take off their masks.Jesse Linkard and Marcus Ford.They are both laughing so hard. This is not funny. With what happened to me, I'm surprised that they find this funny.Trent scowls at both of them."Guys! This is not funny."Thank you, Trent."Come on..." Jess
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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