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OLIVERThe place was swarming with the press in a few minutes but luckily, an ambulance arrived and I watched as Theo lifted her up and carried her into the vehicle. Her gaze glided over me, lingering for a while before she disappeared into the vehicle and the doors closed."We need to leave," Victor said, rubbing his jaw as he flexed it like it was broken. "Oliver…"My thoughts were hazy as I watched the ambulance drive off. I should be there with her. Fuck! That should have been me."Oliver, we need to leave now. The press are everywhere!""Follow that ambulance, Victor, now!" I stormed into the car with him hot on my heels, slamming the door shut and leaning back on the couch with a tired sigh.My body still shook from all the tension and pent up panic. The fact that she wasn't by my side even after everything was already over did a number on my mind.We pulled over at the hospital where she was carried in and the detective followed after her. I remained in my car, watching with my
REBECCA As sweet as his words were, melting my heart like butter and filling me up with butterflies, I knew I couldn't fall into it. He sounded sincere as he begged, pleading unashamedly for me to go home with him. At that moment he was a vulnerable man seeking my acceptance but I've long been fooled that I didn't think I wanted to play the part again. I shook my head as a frown furrowed on my brows and whispered, “No, no.” He was only telling me what I wanted to hear, he knew how to manipulate his way into my head and my heart again and it hurt that I was already falling for it. I was softening and opening up, I hated how weak I was around him. I already got myself into a lot of mess and almost died. One wrong move, one fleeting moment of anger and frustration from them and they could've killed me. I was at the mercy of their deal, of their mood and my life felt like an insignificant thing in the hands of powerful men. What did he have to give up to set me for or what did he ha
OLIVERI shut the door on my way out, glaring at the detective who didn't back down in his glare."Wipe the blood off your face," he said coldly but he was in no position to tell me what to do.I couldn't believe I was kicked out thanks to him. Why would she even send me out with him?He looked totally different from her usual speck- me. I've been her kind of guy for three years, the longest she has ever been with anyone.Ever since I assumed the role of CEO, I had kept tabs of Rebecca. I knew everyone in her department, her friends, all her part-time jobs, the deadbeat boys she dated- fuck! She was a completely different person with me than she was with them.She said it many times that this was a first for her– what she felt for me and how she acted.“I should lock you up for almost having me killed,” he spat in disgust.Well, I wouldn't say the thought didn't cross my mind. “Wanted to test out that badge, detective-”He growled with his eyes blazing in annoyance, “You almost had me
TRIGGER WARNING; KIDNAPPING, VIOLENCE, CONFINEMENT, DRUGS AND EMOTIONAL DISTRESSREBECCAI rubbed my temples after they exited the room. The air was still tense from their overwhelming presence and attitude that made a war pool at my stomach.They could tear at each other if they wanted to but certainly not in here where I was almost being swallowed up by guilt just from having both of em in the same room.I froze when I heard a commotion outside and my heart raced as I imagined the worst. Oh shit! I should've just had them sit quietly where I could see them.What have I done? I winced as I pulled out the IV drip from my hand and jogged to the door, but when I pulled it open, I almost bumped into a doctor.“We should get you to another room,” he said through his face mask, blue eyes look down at me. I stepped back as I suddenly felt so small and a weird eerie feeling ran down my spine.“What's going on?”“You were placed under me and while I'm supposed to ask you a few questions regar
TRIGGER WARNING; CONFINEMENT, DRUGS AND EMOTIONAL DISTRESS REBECCA I was shoved into the boot of a car, hands bound behind my back and a duct tape firmly over my lips. I screamed weakly in my throat but only the smirk on their faces greeted me before they slammed the door shut. No. God, no! Help me. Anyone. I stared into the dark stuffy place, the stifling and thick air as I pumped my lungs so fast almost choked me. Calm down, Rebecca. Calm down. The place was tight and smelled like car grease with the strong smell of fuel. My heart raced at the thought of suffocating here to death. My head was still hazy and the panic had weakened my limbs. I could barely see anything, not even a small passage of light and it terrified me. This means there was no air. First, I needed to mange the air I had left. I searched my jambled thoughts for anything distracting but I only broke down in a choking sob. My heart was thudding in my ears, I was panicking again, faster this time. Nothing s
REBECCA I opened my eyes to beeping sound of a machine. My limbs felt heavy as I tried to touch my head but I gave up. The white ceiling felt peaceful just staring back at me and the familiar hospital smell brought tears to my eyes. I turned my neck left and right. I was back in the hospital but this room looked nothing like the previous one. Judging by the luxury of the room, I could already guess who found me. The door suddenly opened and I held his gaze. Shock dominated his features before he stepped in and shut the door, his eyes turning soft and kind. I scanned his face, black eyes and bruises on his jaw. He looked like he was-- "Yeah, I know. I look like I slammed into a tree," he chuckled and stood next to my head. "Yes," I whispered, almost regretting it when my dry throat clawed against each other. I choked and he jumped into action, grabbing a jug somewhere and pouring me a glass of water. "Shit," Theo put the cup away and helped me sit, arranging the pillows for me t
REBECCAIt was afternoon when Oliver entered. Theo had helped me with breakfast and asked a few questions about the kidnapper."Did he say anything? Did they mention anyone?""No," I responded without so much thought. "They just said they would dump me in the ocean if they had the chance." I left out Oliver's grandfather. That was a conversation only Oliver and I should talk about. I knew I was being a fool but I wanted to look him in the eye and tell him straight to his face.I boiled with anger when he walked in, shocked to see him in a new suit all set for work.He really did stop by his office, didn't he? Even with me in this position, he…"I'll be outside if you need me," Theo said before stepping out, but not without the two sharing a glaring look and throwing their faces away like they couldn't stand each other.I suddenly noticed the cuts around Oliver's lip and one of his eyes looked a bit darker than the other."Are you wearing makeup?"He glanced at me, stared for a while
REBECCA I was stunned by his words and that serious look in his eyes. His emotions were laid bare before me now and he was no longer the cold, heartless man he tried to be when he walked in here. I don't recall ever seeing him so afraid. I used to believe nothing could affect his perfect mask but ever since I mentioned leaving him, I've seen sides of Oliver I never thought existed. The question was 'why?' Why would he look so affected by me? I knew he cared about me-- well I liked to think that he did. Before the news of his engagement, I was easily fooled into believing he cared about me. With his sudden display right now, I was at a loss for words and in a dilemma with my emotions but that didn't stop the tight throbbing of my heart and the ache in my chest. I was already reacting, frowning as I pushed his chest in an uncontrollable burst of anger. He let go, staggering back. That was too easy so I did it again and again and this time, he didn't budge. I kept up with it till m
REBECCAI put the coffee on the table and looked around.Where was Victor?He called me a few minutes ago that he'd be here.I glanced at the time. It was a few minutes past 6pm. and I had to rush to the grocery store to get groceries for dinner. Mom already sent me a list of things she would need.My phone rang and I quickly picked it up, "Hey, Tania.""Hey, girl. How are you doing?""I'm alright. Just waiting for Victor to show up so I can get home and get some sleep.""That assistant guy? What's he doing over there?" she wondered."He's here on a business trip and he's supposed to give me some documents to sign. Some kind of shares split." Oliver had a big part of Arthur's and my father's share and now he was transferring it back.Well… some."You're splitting it?""He is the adopted son of Arthur and should have Arthur's share.""Didn't they both decide to give it to you?""That was before Oliver came into the picture. Besides, I can't just take it all. He's worked hard for that c
REBECCA:FEW MONTHS LATERI grabbed my coat off the hanger by the side of the door and threw it on, wore my boots and grabbed my bag pack. Gently and quietly, I tried to open the door-"Rebecca Hoffman, you come back here, right now!" my mother screamed from behind me and I yelped, turned around with a racing heart to find her glaring at me. She was still in her pyjamas and had on her hair net."Jesus, Mom! It's 8am. and we have neighbours," I tried to remind her but she only stormed towards me with her face in a pout and grabbed my hands."You're not leaving without breakfast, now sit!" She pulled me to a stool in the kitchen and she took out some pots."I'm going to run late," I whined. "I have class in about an hour and that professor is as strict as they come.""I'll come beat him up if you want."I rolled my eyes as she tried to make something simple and light while I drummed my fingers on the table. I pulled off my jacket and laid it to rest on the counter and scrolled through m
REBECCA"Is that why your mother is heavily guarded?" I wondered, making sense of it now as I took a step closer to him. "You've been associated with him. You used me-"He shook his head-"Say something," anything but of what use was it when the evidence stared me right in the face? He couldn't deny it. Not after what I've heard so clearly."I didn't…" he trailed off. "I didn’t use you… in the beginning, yes, I approached you because I was-""Oh my God!" I gasped and sobbed as the tears spilled over."But that was until I got to know you-""Yadda, yadda, yadda," Richard dismissed. "It's the same damn thing. You used her because she was close to Oliver and wanted to get closer to me. Well congratulations, it worked. You must be pleased with yourself now.""You know, the cops are fortunate to have you. Why don't you come work for me? I'll double-- no, triple your salary and we could start with you getting rid of that boy, Oliver for me. He's my adoptive grandchild and I can do whatever
REBECCAI stared at Theo in shock as the old man looked beyond pleased staring at him. Betrayed yet again? By everyone surrounding my life. I was betrayed by the one I thought would have my back."Why…?" I trailed off. I couldn't even cry or feel sorry for myself this time. "I trusted you-""You trust the wrong people," the old man said. "I tried to extend a genuine hand to help you but what did you do? You decided to bite a good hand. How does it taste now?" he glared at me but still had that look of triumph because he was clearly enjoying himself and his victory.I failed.Right at the edge of a breakthrough… I… "Why?" I screamed at him and Sophia gasped. I was immediately reminded that the two were still here and now they clung to each other as they trembled in fear."I can't believe I missed this spot," he sighed. "I searched for years and years for this yet you two idiots had this lying under your shop? Do you know what these are!" he screamed at them, instilling more fear and th
REBECCAMy father sure made a fool out of these people for fifteen whole years."Are you sure we're in the right place?" Theo asked again, refusing to believe his eyes and I looked at the picture my mother had confirmed."Yes," it was a coffee shop facing the Wright Company.How interesting was it that they all passed the place every day for fifteen years yet not one of them thought to come here to check."Wow. Okay. Let’s go in and order coffee? Or how does this work?" I looked at the key again and all that was on it was just numbers. "I guess we'll have to go in and find out." I opened the door and stepped out.We walked in together, and we walked right onto the front.The young woman behind the counter smiled, "Hello-" her eyes widened in realisation when she saw me but she was nice enough to shut her mouth and go straight to business. "What would you like to order?""Can I see the manager please?"She arched her brows, "Uhm… may I know why? Do you have a complaint? You can relay
REBECCA"Are you sure?" Theo asked over the phone and I shut the door and turned in the lock."Positive. I heard her discussing with Oliver while I was at his place then saw her pick it up from the ground."How could she have kept something like that away from me? She knew how much I was worried about her. I wanted to leave this damn country and the only reason we stayed back was because of her.I felt betrayed and this one hurt more than anything."Calm down. You're breathing too hard.""I can't help it. She betrayed me-""I'm sure she has her reasons. She wouldn't do that to you-"I tried to tell myself that but it sounded like a big fat lie and I didn’t want to delude myself. How could she trust Oliver more than me, her own daughter? After everything…"I'm gonna steal it," I whispered."What?""I need to know what's in that warehouse and I can't trust the fucking police. Help me, please."He took a while before he responded because he pondered on it-"You're the only one I have rig
REBECCAFrom the front door as I walked into the house to the living room where we used to watch movies and have little date nights, tears filled my eyes as I looked around. I trailed my fingers over the counter top in the kitchen and memories of when he once made my mother's favourite soup waltzed back in my head and I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down.This used to be a home once.Oliver and I were so comfortable around each other that we felt married. Or at least, I had felt that way. Clearly it was a delusion but it was everything to me at one point.I loved waking up to Saturday mornings where he would cook breakfast while I watched sometimes or he served me in bed. Where we both decorated with our favourite colours blending into something beautiful.Oh, I had dreams and he had orchestrated every single one of them. Whether he truly loved me or not, I would never know. Not like I even wanted to anymore. I was calling it quits.I climbed the stairs, remembering how he once
REBECCA I've been bedridden for a few days. I took the rest of my exams online with a supervisor assigned to me. It went smoothly despite the chaos of a few days but I didn't want anything to weigh me down.If I wasn't reading, I caught myself staring into space, thinking of my child and how he managed to survive.“I guess this one is really stubborn, isn't he?” I thought to myself. Just like his damn daddy. At least that was one way to know the baby was Oliver's.Despite seeing my condition, he still kept his mouth shut.Most nights I woke up from a nightmare, screaming the house down. It was always the same scene, only this time instead of the strange man who stabbed me, it was Oliver's grandfather while I watched Oliver stand at a distance with either his sealed or he rendered endless apologies instead.I was sick of hearing him apologise. I was tired of it. It burned in my memory and now whenever I thought about him, it was always about him saying sorry.Funny how he used to do f
OLIVER I was sent with a mission; to poison the Hoffman's down to their little girl. The old man was heartless but what did I care, it was a chance to be accepted and not to be thrown out to the streets once more.But that night, I picked up all my stuff and chose to run away for their own safety.I'd go to a river somewhere and drown because returning to the orphanage would only put the other kids in trouble and I didn't want to cause more trouble for anyone.A black van pulled up to me and I wasn't surprised to see my father's men. One of them grabbed me before I could bolt.“Pay up,” they said, one to the other. “I told you he couldn't do it.”“Look at him. He's a desperate little thing with no guts. You can't live a good life by being weak, you imbecile!” they smacked my head and tossed me about, laughing as they had fun.“I'll call them that I have the boy,” one of them said and took out his phone-“No!” I tried to reach for it but I was knocked down before I even knew what hit