ELLIE "I just hit the road now, and I'm hot on her tracks as we speak," Aiden said through the phone as though he was in the middle of a theft where he was being pursued by a troop of cop cars. "The target vehicle is in view as we speak." "You are sounding like some secret agent right now…" I teased from my end of the line even though the situation was quite a serious one which would tell him all he needed to know about his mother's deeds. "You can say that again. I'm giving her as much space as I can. I just want to see where this car goes from here." "Are you sure this would work?" I asked, still wondering if it was worth it after he had seen some other women like her. I felt like he would be going on a wild goose chase if he would insist on following her to where she was going. "What if you get caught?" "Ellie I followed you to Troy's house one time and you didn't…" Aiden took hold of himself at once as he just realized that he had given himself away with that misplaced stat
AIDEN There was nothing cinematic about the moment as Ellie had remarked over the phone. The pressure of the moment was simply palpable on me as it was all feeling like I was going to get caught or I was going to catch my mother doing something that wouldn't leave my head in a while. For the past couple of moments, I had been following her from behind from the safest distance possible. There had been a few times when I had been close to losing them in the Manhattan traffic, but I managed to stay on track somehow and that had been something to be proud of as I was simply too good at that. Every single moment had me recalling back when I had been following Ellie and Troy. The heat of my jealousy back then had simply been over the limits and that had me feeling like I had been some hopeless stalker, not knowing that ability would come in handy in an even more important predicament. “Please don't be Dylan…” I had lost count of how many times I had muttered those words to myself and
AIDEN It felt like my heart was going to be right out of my chest as I was seeing my tears happening right before my eyes. The phone in my hand grew shaky even though I was still filming the scenery of my mother's betrayal of Ellie's father who had probably trusted her enough to leave her all that time to go handle business somewhere else. Regardless of what I felt while watching my mother kissing another man who fortunately wasn't the cocky Dylan who had tried to have a go at Ellie. But it was still as painful as the betrayal that it was. I didn't know what it was that had me feeling just as hurt as the one who was being cheated on. There just weren't any words for the pain in my heart. With total disregard for repercussions and consequences, I drove the car right to where the car which my mother had been parked. I was speeding like I wanted to hit it from behind. There were just too many things that made me feel like I was about to create the biggest scene ever. The tires
ELLIE "Kai, what do you mean you're here to take me out?" I asked, trying to hide the confusion and surprise in my voice. I could feel my heart beating faster, not because of excitement, but because I knew this visit wasn't going to end well. "I'm serious, Ellie. I mean every word I said, I want to take you out," Kai replied, his smile widening, reaching his eyes. "I wanted to spend some time with you. Just the two of us. Away from everyone else." I crossed my arms, trying to appear nonchalant. I didn't know what to say or do. As Kai spoke, my eyes didn't leave the door, as I was afraid Aiden might walk through it. I hated these kinds of visits. "Kai, this is unexpected. You should've called first." I swallowed. "I'm sorry for that, I know," the blue-eyed guy apologized, covering the space between us, "But I needed to see you. In person. And to be honest, I didn't want to give you a chance to say no over the phone." I sighed, glancing around the room as though searching for an
ELLIEYou can’t really say you’re living when you’re living in constant fear. That saying summed up my entire 17 years of existence on this godforsaken planet we call Earth. As my father and I sat in the car in an almost deafening silence, we made our way to Manhattan to start what Dad called “a brand new life”. A brand new life in a brand new place, with a brand new family. My dad was getting married to a chick I barely even knew and only ever met once.“When are we going to get there?” I asked as I placed my feet up on the dashboard. The heat was melting my soaked thighs on the leather seat even though summer was practically over. My dad’s eyes were focused on the road, but he gave me a warm smile. “In like 30 minutes, be patient Ellie.” My eyes scanned his relaxed face, eased shoulders, and warm brown skin. As much as I hated the idea of leaving my life behind to move in with a broad I didn’t know, she seemed good to him. He seemed...happier. I guess I’d just have to put up wit
AIDENShe was feisty. Small, but feisty which was even cuter. When my mum told me she was getting married and I would be having a new little sister, all I could feel was dread. I guess you could say 18 years of being an only child had grown on me and I wasn’t ready to share that with some little brat. What my mother had failed to mention was that my “little sister” was my fucking age. As we sat to have our first dinner “as a family” she shot bullets into my skin with her eyes. “So, when’s the wedding?” I asked no one in particular, my eyes not leaving hers. “Next year, spring. Your mother wants to have the wedding with the blooming flowers” Eric said as he reached out to hold my mum’s hand.She looked nothing like her father, I mean they had the same piercing brown eyes but that was pretty much it, and she was much lighter than him. I didn’t mind Eric that much, and I didn’t mind their entire marriage either, in fact, I didn’t really care. My mum seemed genuinely happy and I w
Ellie“Please don’t run away from me. Please, Daddy, don't leave me with her!” I jolted awake, my heart pounding like a drum in the silence of the night. My wide-eyed gaze scanned the darkness of my room as I forced my breathing and heartbeat to align. The face of my 6-year-old self remained photographed in my mind. I couldn’t shake away her teary eyes and bruised body as she ran after her father, stopping only to watch as he drove further away from the house, leaving her with Satan herself. A part of me still resent my father for abandoning me that day with her. He eventually came back after a week but that look of horror on his face, him getting his keys, him yelling at my mother asking her how she could do something like that to me, me thinking all the torture was finally over, me thinking he would save me, only for him to drive off and leave me with her with no explanation, it all remained photographed in my mind. There was no “I’m coming back”, or “I’m taking her with me”, h
ELLIE“What the fuck are you doing?!” a familiar voice called out. The weight of Ander’s body on me was released before a heavy thud rang through my ears. With shaking eyes, I looked at Ander’s body on the floor with a furious Aiden on top of him. My body was still frozen in place as Aiden’s heavy fists met with Ander’s face. The sound of his bones cracking pulled me back into reality. “Hey, are you okay?” a gasp left my mouth as Kai gently grabbed my face. He placed a jacket over my body before pulling Aiden away from an unconscious Ander.“Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” Aiden rushed over to me. “I want to go home, please take me home.” ***Dad and Emily had gone to some gala and the maids were already in bed when we got home. Aiden carried me bridal style into my room and I didn’t complain, I just wanted to be home in my bed and far far away from the thoughts of Ander all over me. He placed me gently on the bed and took off Kai's jacket. “I’m going to kill Ander when I see
ELLIE "Kai, what do you mean you're here to take me out?" I asked, trying to hide the confusion and surprise in my voice. I could feel my heart beating faster, not because of excitement, but because I knew this visit wasn't going to end well. "I'm serious, Ellie. I mean every word I said, I want to take you out," Kai replied, his smile widening, reaching his eyes. "I wanted to spend some time with you. Just the two of us. Away from everyone else." I crossed my arms, trying to appear nonchalant. I didn't know what to say or do. As Kai spoke, my eyes didn't leave the door, as I was afraid Aiden might walk through it. I hated these kinds of visits. "Kai, this is unexpected. You should've called first." I swallowed. "I'm sorry for that, I know," the blue-eyed guy apologized, covering the space between us, "But I needed to see you. In person. And to be honest, I didn't want to give you a chance to say no over the phone." I sighed, glancing around the room as though searching for an
AIDEN It felt like my heart was going to be right out of my chest as I was seeing my tears happening right before my eyes. The phone in my hand grew shaky even though I was still filming the scenery of my mother's betrayal of Ellie's father who had probably trusted her enough to leave her all that time to go handle business somewhere else. Regardless of what I felt while watching my mother kissing another man who fortunately wasn't the cocky Dylan who had tried to have a go at Ellie. But it was still as painful as the betrayal that it was. I didn't know what it was that had me feeling just as hurt as the one who was being cheated on. There just weren't any words for the pain in my heart. With total disregard for repercussions and consequences, I drove the car right to where the car which my mother had been parked. I was speeding like I wanted to hit it from behind. There were just too many things that made me feel like I was about to create the biggest scene ever. The tires
AIDEN There was nothing cinematic about the moment as Ellie had remarked over the phone. The pressure of the moment was simply palpable on me as it was all feeling like I was going to get caught or I was going to catch my mother doing something that wouldn't leave my head in a while. For the past couple of moments, I had been following her from behind from the safest distance possible. There had been a few times when I had been close to losing them in the Manhattan traffic, but I managed to stay on track somehow and that had been something to be proud of as I was simply too good at that. Every single moment had me recalling back when I had been following Ellie and Troy. The heat of my jealousy back then had simply been over the limits and that had me feeling like I had been some hopeless stalker, not knowing that ability would come in handy in an even more important predicament. “Please don't be Dylan…” I had lost count of how many times I had muttered those words to myself and
ELLIE "I just hit the road now, and I'm hot on her tracks as we speak," Aiden said through the phone as though he was in the middle of a theft where he was being pursued by a troop of cop cars. "The target vehicle is in view as we speak." "You are sounding like some secret agent right now…" I teased from my end of the line even though the situation was quite a serious one which would tell him all he needed to know about his mother's deeds. "You can say that again. I'm giving her as much space as I can. I just want to see where this car goes from here." "Are you sure this would work?" I asked, still wondering if it was worth it after he had seen some other women like her. I felt like he would be going on a wild goose chase if he would insist on following her to where she was going. "What if you get caught?" "Ellie I followed you to Troy's house one time and you didn't…" Aiden took hold of himself at once as he just realized that he had given himself away with that misplaced stat
AIDENA new day had come and I wasn't sure of the plan that I had in mind as I was soon trying to get myself ready to face my mother who had been the reason for my fallen mood. It was quite annoying and embarrassing that my suspicions were looking to be true at that point, even after all the drama she had used in trying to get away the last time. As I walked down the stairs, to head for the court at the back, I had my eyes open and ready for any signs of my mother. I could almost tell how it would all end if I dared to confront her upfront. There was simply no means of telling that she had been on the phone with some guy named Dylan to whom she had confessed love. That would lead me to defeat all over again. I would possibly have to apologize when she was the one who was at fault. That was one of the worst predicaments for me. "Be smart…" I said to myself as I was simply trying my best to keep it all cool and calm as I had the ball in my hands ready to take out all of the mixed fe
KAIThey were up to something. I just knew it but I just couldn't prove it. That was the main source of my frustration as I held that ball in my hands while I was still trying my best not to take my focus off the ball and the hoop which was the only thing that I could control at that point..But it was hard not to think of Aiden having a good time with Ellie. There were just too many things on my mind as I was trying not to think of anything that had to do with Aiden and that one girl that wouldn't leave my mind. "Ugh…" it was all feeling like I was stuck in some sort of cycle that just wouldn't end. The cycle always began with the sight of Aiden and his so-called sister whom he claimed not to be screwing. After seeing them, the thoughts would just stick in my head and I would need basketball to get it off my head.I sank the shot, but I still wasn't feeling the satisfaction that I used to get from the sport before it became a means for me to get my mind off Ellie. The only thing tha
AIDEN"I think your mother is seeing someone else…" Ellie said with such a sad look on her face.At first, I had been relieved that it hadn't been the news of my scuffle with Gina. But then, I was even more troubled by the fact that a suspicion that I had allowed to fallow when it had caused a lot of trouble the first time, was now popping up from a source that wasn't me. That aroused all my suspicions which had been buried beneath the layers of my conscience. I had swallowed them up the leg time because of my mother who had been hurt by it. But it was all popping out again. There were a lot of things that had me feeling like I was getting to the bottom of the whole thing that had taken place in that awkward weekend which had happened in almost a blur.The memory of the texts was coming back to my head. The words and the emotions that seemed to have been behind them when they had been sent. There was no way that moment couldn't stay etched in my mind which seemed to be susceptible to
AIDENThere was a rush in my very being as I was trying to make sure that I could get to Ellie before the news of me and Gina would get to her. It felt like my rush would all end up being in vain as I was trying not to let it all get to me. At that point, I was beginning to rehearse the words I would use in explaining myself, just in case it turned out that I hadn't been quick enough. I was almost pulling over like I had robbed a bank. I just hoped I wouldn't be asked too many questions about that as all of that was beginning to make me lose my cool. I was willing to do anything to make that save happen.There wasn't any time to look back as I got out of the car and made my way to the front door which I opened with my key, as I felt like knocking would only go on to waste the little time I had even more."What's all this about?" Mother asked as she was thinking of what could have been making me run like there was some fire I was trying to put out somewhere. "What's gotten into you?"
SANDRA"How dare she?" I muttered to myself as I realized that she had hung up on me yet again as she was making a show of her youthful arrogance. Everything about her seemed to remind me of her father, and it was simply annoying that all I could do was stay behind those bars all day and all night while complaining about how miserable being in there had been for me. The thoughts of her father brought me pain, shame, and regret, and that was exactly what came to mind each time I thought of Ellie. That had been why I had gotten so ticked off when she pointed out that I always took it out on her. It was hard for me to think straight at that point.Right there at that moment, I was feeling the pain that came with all of the memories which I had been suppressing all that time. It felt like the canister that had been holding it all together had been popped open by the way that my daughter had spoken to me. I just couldn't wait to get out of there and come teach her a lesson. Ellie had gro