NICOLE I fell flat on the floor when I couldn't move my legs anymore, my breaths were stifled and tears fell from my face from the intense feeling of pain.Mia walked in at that moment and saw me sprawled on the floor unconscious.The bag in her hands dropped in shock, I was carried out of the room by Mia.Two hours laterI fluttered my eyelids, taking in the unfamiliar sight of the ceiling above me.Wait, this isn't my room, my mind quickly registered.A wave of reality washed over me as the strong scent of antiseptics filled my nostrils.Memories of the incident flooded back into my consciousness.I had blacked out, and the next thing I knew, Mia was by my side, holding a hot bag in her hands.She had found me unconscious on the floor and rushed me to the hospital.A surge of relief washed over me, and the pain in my stomach seemed to have dulled significantly."Mia, Mia," I called out to her from the bed where I lay, eager to see her and express my gratitude.Mia rushed to my side
NICOLE I asked him, "So, how long are you gonna be MIA?" He responded with frustration, "I don't know, Nicole. Most of the time, you won't be able to contact me. We've got a guard and other security assigned to the house to keep you safe."He went on, giving me a bunch of instructions, "Just listen to whatever Mia says and make sure you're back home before sunset, alright?" I nodded, going along with his plan."Take care, okay?" I said, getting up from the bed and giving him a tight hug. He stepped into the cloakroom, breaking free from the hug, and then walked out, all dressed out in black.He transformed into a whole new person, like a total badass. The gentle vibes from earlier were replaced by a fierce and intense aura.He stood in front of me, then leaned down and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. It wasn't just about lust this time; it was a heartfelt expression of love, with so many emotions behind it."I love you, Nicole," he declared before turning to leave the room.
NICOLEI was completely bewildered as to how he managed to track down Marcus and me. It seemed likely that someone at school must have given him Marcus's address, perhaps one of the students or even the principal. I had kept my own address a secret, so nobody knew where I lived.“Please ask him to leave. I don't want to see him," I pleaded with Mia, already frustrated.She swung the door open, and there stood Zayn, looking like a mess with his tousled hair and all.“Security!" I shouted from the dining room, annoyed as hell.“How could you just let anyone into the house? Is this how you do your job? Haven't you been explicitly instructed not to allow anyone inside?" I scolded."I'm sorry, ma'am," the male security guard apologized.“Just escort him out, and make sure you don't make this kind of mistake again, or else you'll be fired," I sternly warned him before turning away and retreating back into the house.Mia swung the door open, and there was Zayn, poking his head inside and p
NICOLEMia, have you seen my textbook anywhere?" I searched my bag over and over again, I was so sure I put it in, ah no, I couldn't leave without it. What do I have to lay reference to?"Is it that anatomy one?" She asked me as she clicked away on her phone, seemingly unbothered."Yes that one. I thought I put it in my bag." I sighed heavily as my fingers ran through my hair. Anatomy was my favorite.I froze after realization hit me like a brick, what the hell?!"Did you just speak?!" I could only Jump so far in the car and I was sandwiched to the door. She dropped her phone to look at me and nodded, "I thought you were mute!!" Too many crazy things happening today."Yeah I am mute, only when I want to be." She went back to her phone like nothing had happened."But why?" I moved closer to her, I wanted to know her reason."To avoid unnecessary conversations with people." Her expression was deadpan and I choked on a laugh. That explained it. She was pretty and from the looks of it, not
NICOLEMia and I then went to a nearby bakery to have some bread and sweet chocolate milk. The sweet aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, enticing our taste buds.Hmm! Yummy!My stomach growled at the aroma, and Mia and I laughed at how funny it was.The bell chimed softly as we entered the cozy little shop, greeted by the comfort of the surroundings.Mia's eyes sparkled with excitement as she glanced around, taking in the colorful display of pastries and cakes that lined the shelves.We made our way to the counter, where an array of bread and a variety of beverages were waiting to be devoured.“Hi and welcome, what can I get you both?”, The friendly bakery attendant greeted us warmly, ready to fulfill our cravings.“Chocolate banana bread!”,“Okay, I'll be right back, kindly wait for a few minutes while it gets ready,” the attendant said then disappeared to get our orderAs we waited for our order to be prepared, Mia kept glancing at her phone, so I playfully snatche
MARCUSI watched Nicole sleep soundly, her head on my chest, with little snores. I chuckled, knowing she was exhausted. I wanted to record how she was snoring on my phone because I knew she was going to argue with me when I told her she was snoring.However, I decided against it, realizing it would only make her angry.I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but it wasn't coming. What Nicole had explained to me still lingered in my mind.That Zayn guy smelled like trouble.He clearly knew that Nicole was taken, yet he was adamant about going out with her, to the point that he started following her.I love Nicole so much, and if anyone tried to mess with her, I would handle the situation.Gently lifting Nicole off my chest, I laid her properly on the bed. She shifted a bit, and I paused, not wanting to wake her up. Seeing that she had fallen back asleep, I stood up and made my way to the closet.I needed someone to talk to. Deciding to visit the bar Nicole had mentioned, I remembered the
NICOLE “Please, what are you all insinuating that my woman is a thief!?” Marcus' voice boomed through the hallway. His nose flared and I could tell that he was angry.“Why then is my diamond in her bag? Why?” The woman whose name was Mrs Lockwood shouted.I was stunned for words and couldn’t speak. How the diamond got to my bag was beyond me.Every eye in the room was on me. Some were judging me already and whispering amongst themselves.“It has to be a mistake somehow, I won’t allow you to insult her. She clearly knows nothing about the theft”, Marcus said.My head was spinning. This was clearly a set up. Marcus and I had been in our room all day enjoying an intimate moment together. The only time we went out was when we had to go to the lounge downstairs.“No, gentle man, your wife here is nothing but a thief, if I hadn’t noticed earlier she would have escaped with it” Mrs Lockwood saidUnable to contain himself any longer, Marcus stepped forward, his voice cutting through the roo
MARCUSI was in the office to get some important documents when I heard a knock at the door. “Yes, come in”, I called out to whoever was behind the door.The door to the office swung open, revealing my trusted investigator, Owen. Dressed in a sharp black suit,His piercing eyes scanned the room, quickly assessing the situation before locking onto me.I stopped what I was doing and gave him my full attention. “Marcus, I've got everything you need," Owen said, his voice brimming with assurance. "The information you've been waiting for, especially about Zayn, is ready for you."“Thank you. Bring me the files”, I repliedThere was no time to waste any longer. Owen moved with purpose, swiftly crossing the room to the desk. In his hands, he held a small portable device, capable of storing vast amounts of information. He connected it to my computer, initiating the transfer process. The screen flickered to life, displaying a progress bar that crawled forward, capturing my attention.The fi
"Daddy! Daddy! How does it look?"My eyes shifted from the desk to the little princess In front of me, she was holding her canvas and her eyes were glittering with so much love and hope, I never thought I would melt at such beauty but ever since I met Nicole, things changed.I was amazed at her realistic creation painting, it was a plant growing from the earth and it looked like I was watching it happen live."It's…" I paused for a while, pulling her closer to me. Ellie's eyes dulled and so her posture slacked with her emotional change."You don't like it?" It was almost a whimper before I scoffed."Ellie, I love it! It's so beautiful I wasn't able to comprehend it. It's something your mom would have painted." I smiled at her and she set the canvas down before jumping on my lap, "she'll be proud.""Do you think she's going to come back?" The question always stung my heart, I didn't have the answer to it, I've always had a solution for every problem, except for this one."Yes, she will
NICOLE “If you think some superhero is going to swoop in and save your sorry asses, then you thought wrong," Mariella sneered, her voice dripping with contempt.We were holed up in an underground house, a safe haven turned into a grim prison. Ellie and I sat huddled on the floor, our hair disheveled, our clothes stained and torn.Mariella paced around the room like she owned the place, her hand confidently planted on her hips. She chewed her gum obnoxiously, the sound echoing through the tense air.“Now that I think about it," she said, her words laced with cruel calculation. "How much should I sell you both for? Let's leave the little girl out of it. You, my dear, are worth way more than her. You're a package deal, two for the price of one."I instinctively placed my hand on my belly, a protective gesture that seemed to amuse Mariella. She let out a mocking laugh as she observed my action."Aww, Marcus' little heir is in there, huh? Poor baby," she sneered, scrunching down to my lev
MARCUSI sat at the dimly lit bar, swirling the drink in my hand, my mind wandered to Vicky. She had been nothing but kind to me. I prayed she was still alive, hoping that fate had spared her from the clutches of the child trafficking ring. I felt responsible for her since she had no one else to help her.She had no family or friends and she looked to me like a brother.My concerns deepened as the realization struck that I hadn't heard from Nicole in days. The last time we spoke was when I called and she informed me that she now had the company of a little girl at home.I was happy with that. At least she won't be lonely and would have someone to talk to. Even if it was just a child.I tried calling her number a few times, but it was unreachable. The bar had started to empty out, leaving only a rowdy group of girls. From the moment I arrived, I could feel their eyes on me, but I did my best to ignore their glances.As the place grew practically deserted, I couldn't help but notice o
NICOLE The police were still trying to trace Mariella’s location, yet nothing has been found. It was as if she was no longer on planet earth.I was trying to finish up another of my paintings that I had started a few days back. I was hoping to go donate it at the orphanage. These past weeks I've grown accustomed to visiting the place. Marcus came in and peeped at my work, nodding his head in approval. “You’re almost done”I smiled, “Yes I am. It just needs some finishing touches”“I'm going to the police station to see how far they've gone with the investigation, I'll be back in a few days” he said, stroking my back.“Alright. Be good” I watched Marcus leave the room, his footsteps fading away as he made his way toe find Vicky.With a sigh, I turned my attention back to my painting.Hours passed, and my painting finally took its final form.I stepped back to admire it. It was a depiction of a serene meadow, with blooming flowers and a radiant sunset in the background.I prepared to l
MARCUSAll three of us sat at the dining table, the aroma of freshly cooked waffles and sausages filling the air. I had woken up early, determined to mend the strained atmosphere with a delicious breakfast. Nicole, however, was still giving me the silent treatment, her expression somber as she pushed her food around her plate.The tension was palpable, and I could feel my own discomfort growing with each passing second. It seemed like an eternity until Vicky decided to break the ice.“Nicole," Vicky spoke up, her voice soft but pleading. Nicole looked up, her eyes meeting Vicky's gentle gaze. "Yeah?""I understand that you might be upset, but please don't take it all out on Marcus. He was just trying to help me”Nicole let out a sigh and muttered, "Don't worry about it. We're cool." But her dismissive tone revealed that she wasn't cool at all. She finished eating in silence, abruptly standing up from the table and leaving me and Vicky behind.Vicky let out a disappointed sigh, her ta
MARCUSRight now me and Nicole were sitting next to each other, and Mia was sitting across from us at the station. There was this barricade thing separating us.Nicole, being her stubborn self, had insisted that we take care of Mia's kid. And I had no choice but to go along with it. What else could I do? Nicole can be pretty persuasive when she wants to be.“Thank you both so much for forgiving me and forgetting the past. I don’t know how else I can thank you, but I really appreciate your effort” Mia clasped her hands together. Her nose was a bit swollen due to her condition, she was probably in her third Trimester while Nicole was in her second.“It’s fine. We are more than happy to help” Nicole beamed at her.I nodded in agreement, offering a smile to Mia. "Absolutely, Mia. We understand that people make mistakes, and we believe in giving second chances."She reached out to touch her swollen belly. "This baby means the world to me. I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make thing
NICOLEShe did a double take. “Nicole? What a surprise. I didn't know you were coming” Well, I didn't know it was going to be your house too. I pressed my lips together, attempting to regain composure. "Lovely home," I managed to say, glancing around at the interior."You're already drenched from the rain. Come, let me change you into a comfortable outfit," she offered, guiding me towards her room located down the hallway.So Marcus had sneaked out of the house to come to visit Vicky. I was getting closer to the answer but I didn't like how it was headed.Her room was big and painted in lavender. A cozy armchair was placed near a bookshelf. Nearby, a small vanity table displayed a collection of antique perfume bottles, a hand mirror, and a hairbrush.“You can take your seat over there” she gestured to the armchair and walked into her walk-in closet. After a moment, she emerged with this loose fitting dress and handed it to me.“Here," she said, passing me the clothes. "Put these on
NICOLE “Ms. Nicole?" the little voice called out, unsure. I looked down and recognized Ellie, the little girl I had met at the art gallery previously.What was she doing out here alone?I grinned. "Hey, Ellie. We meet again. How are you?""I'm fine. I'm so happy to see you," she smiled brightly. That was when I noticed the frame she was holding, wrapped in brown paper."What are you doing here all by yourself?"She gestured to the frame she was holding. It was a wonder how she was able to carry it alone. "Oh, I came to donate this work of art.""Really? That's so thoughtful of you," I said, holding her hands in mine and helping her carry the painting. "Come on, let's go submit it, and after that, we can get some ice cream. How does that sound?""Perfect!" she cheered. Together, we walked to the front desk, and I assisted her in signing her name before we dropped off the painting.I was still surprised that a girl of her age could come all the way to the orphanage without a guardian.
NICOLE“What is he doing here?" I poked the window of my car as I saw my husband standing at the entrance of some strange house. His composure seemed anxious and though I was no detective, he looked like he was about to do something shady.A figure opened the door and it looked like it was wearing a robe. A woman? Was it Vicky??I tried to look closer but I couldn't see her face, his body language softened when she opened the door and she let him in.Marcus was with another woman."No, I can't be thinking like this." I relaxed my back in the chair as I rubbed my temples, there was no way he could be cheating, not after everything we have been through but why would he choose to hide this from me? What was the big deal that he couldn't tell me he needed to see someone at 2 am?Oh.Realization dawned on me and I kicked the ignition, I needed to get home,he could come out at any time and he was a better driver. I revved the engine and off I was. The road was free, everyone was at home