Layla (A few months Later)Today, Danny called me right around noon to tell me the good news. He's been on top of the Alejo case. I am happy to say that it is finally over. Vincent and Trevor were both sentenced to jail for a very long... Long, long time. Vincent was given fifty-five years in prison, with no chance for parole. When the media became aware of what was happening, they went crazy. The news was all over the radio, magazines, and tv news. The more they talked about it, the more women came forward, willing to testify against Vincent. There was no way they would get away this time. Plus, Vincent's dad was not willing to help him this time. Mr. Alejo was on Heather and Lisa's side this time. Thanks to his help, Lisa and Heather were well taken care of. He made sure that Vincent's goons were kept far away from the girls and them. If they threatened them in any way, he promised to visit them if he saw the slightest trace of harm.As for Trevor, he was given twenty years before
Layla ( four years later) “Listen, I'll call you back, ok? I need to tend to a few things. No, I should be off soon, we'll meet you out there.” Danny has been acting weird lately. It's worrying me. It hasn't been long since we got married. Did he really get tired of me so soon? I mean I gave him two beautiful kids, and I have done my best to make him happy. I get it, I have been so busy with everything around the house and kids that, maybe, he feels I don't pay him much attention anymore. “Danny, dinner is ready,” I say, softly, trying to hold back tears as thoughts of the possibility of an infidelity could be at bay. “Thanks, ladybug. I'm not very hungry. I might be here late.” he says as he sits in his office at home, going through piles of paperwork. He's been expanding his restaurants throughout the southern regions of California, and he's been planning on opening a new restaurant in the northern parts. This means he will probably be at home less. “Are you sure? Maybe I can bri
✨✨Prequel to Loathing Logan✨✨🌺Layla🌺I went back towards the room, but I was pulled back again. Daniel seemed reluctant to bug me today."Ah, hey! Daniel, let go!" I say, irritated, but he just wouldn't budge. He pulls me by my arm and drags me into a different room. The place was empty and dark, but I could still see the lights coming in through the glass wall on the other side. He closed the door after him and ran his hands through his hair. He looked absolutely charming; I won't lie. He wore black dress pants and a fitted buttoned-up dress shirt in gray. His hair was slick back like always. One thing that had never changed was his haircut. I remember when I met him, he was going through his bad-boy greaser look; with the denim jeans, the leather jacket, and t-shirts. He was much more sophisticated now. It was rare to see him in anything else other than business clothes."Why are you still being so complicated with me, Layla? How many times do I have to apologize to you for what
Layla"To what do I owe the honor of this second call of the day?" I asked cheerfully, making dad's laughter resonate on the other side of the line. "Well, I know I called you earlier today, and you're probably busy and all, but-" "Dad, I can never get tired of talking to you, you know that," I said, sitting on my window sill. I looked out smiling as I saw kids running and playing with a soccer ball in the courtyard."Your mom begged me to call you back and remind you of your sister's birthday. You are coming home, right?" he asks, making me groan internally. I had no desire to go. We have been so busy, and I don't think taking a few days off will help our situation. My sister always goes all out for her birthday, and honestly, she deserves it since she is such a hard worker, but I hate that it gets swarmed with paparazzi and social media everywhere. Being the daughter of a big-shot fashion designer means going off the grid, like me, to avoid being harassed by the media, or being t
💙✨💙✨💙✨💙✨💙✨💙✨💙✨Layla (one week later)My sister's birthday is not for another two weeks, but I can't stand to be here anymore. This morning I got up extra early and went to doctor Sherley's office.She sits in front of me with my letter of resignation in hand. "Layla, I know this whole situation is hurtful, but please consider your job. They are not worth the joy this job brings you, and...think of all the kids you have helped? They'll miss you. I'll miss you." she says as I stare out the window into the open space. The more I am here, the more fatal I feel. Trevor and Stacy have tried to talk to me numerous times, but I am too hurt and angry to speak with them. "I know... But I can't be here anymore. I need to get away before I do something I will regret in the future." I say as anger bubbles up inside of me. I wipe away my tears and look down before closing my eyes. She sighs and folds my letter. "Look, I'll tell you what? Why don't you take off earlier for your sister's b
LaylaWe all sat comfortably and ate our meals. I have to say, dad was right. The food was incredible. The service was the best. The waiter was so kind. Everything was just... Incredible.But I was still disappointed that Mr. Too busy with meetings didn't make it. God, why the hell am I acting this way? I'm over him. Plus, my heartbreak was over losing Trevor and my best friend. Not him. "I think I'm going to go with an all-white and gold dress this year. Plus, the whole idea of making it into a masquerade is going to make it so much more excited, don't you think?" my sister spoke with such enthusiasm about her birthday. She has a lot of self-love, and I praise her for that. She certainly deserved a grand birthday. "Definitely. I can't wait to see you in that dress." I smiled as I admired the dress that dad's fashion designer had created for her. She had a few snapshots on her phone and showed them to me as we talked about the details of her party.A waiter came by and sat plates
🌺Layla🌺I went back towards the room, but I was pulled back again. Daniel seemed reluctant to bug me today."Ah, hey! Daniel, let go!" I say, irritated, but he just wouldn't budge. He pulls me by my arm and drags me into a different room. The place was empty and dark, but I could still see the lights coming in through the glass wall on the other side. He closed the door after him and ran his hands through his hair. He looked absolutely charming; I won't lie. He wore black dress pants and a fitted buttoned-up dress shirt in gray. His hair was slick back like always. One thing that had never changed was his haircut. I remember when I met him, he was going through his bad-boy greaser look; with the denim jeans, the leather jacket, and t-shirts. He was much more sophisticated now. It was rare to see him in anything else other than business clothes."Why are you still being so complicated with me, Layla? How many times do I have to apologize to you for what happened five years ago?" he
LaylaWhen I met Daniel, I had a ladybug in my hand. The cute ladybug had landed in my hand and didn't want to leave. I carried it around almost all day, making sure not to hurt it until the ladybug finally decided to fly and stay in a nearby tree outside Dad's office. Danny noticed I had been carrying the ladybug around all day. He came over and held the ladybug for a while before giving it back to me. This is why he began to call me ladybug. He said it was a cute gesture of me to take care of the ladybug. I had just turned nineteen, and when he knew my birthday had just passed, he surprised me with a necklace with a tiny ladybug pendant. I wore it from that day forth, never wanting to take it off. Until the day after we had been together, the day he broke my heart. I took it off, put it away in my jewelry box, and never wore it again.I drove toward his house; the car was too quiet. "Let's see what you listen to these days, Danny-boy," I said as I reached forward and turned the v
Layla ( four years later) “Listen, I'll call you back, ok? I need to tend to a few things. No, I should be off soon, we'll meet you out there.” Danny has been acting weird lately. It's worrying me. It hasn't been long since we got married. Did he really get tired of me so soon? I mean I gave him two beautiful kids, and I have done my best to make him happy. I get it, I have been so busy with everything around the house and kids that, maybe, he feels I don't pay him much attention anymore. “Danny, dinner is ready,” I say, softly, trying to hold back tears as thoughts of the possibility of an infidelity could be at bay. “Thanks, ladybug. I'm not very hungry. I might be here late.” he says as he sits in his office at home, going through piles of paperwork. He's been expanding his restaurants throughout the southern regions of California, and he's been planning on opening a new restaurant in the northern parts. This means he will probably be at home less. “Are you sure? Maybe I can bri
Layla (A few months Later)Today, Danny called me right around noon to tell me the good news. He's been on top of the Alejo case. I am happy to say that it is finally over. Vincent and Trevor were both sentenced to jail for a very long... Long, long time. Vincent was given fifty-five years in prison, with no chance for parole. When the media became aware of what was happening, they went crazy. The news was all over the radio, magazines, and tv news. The more they talked about it, the more women came forward, willing to testify against Vincent. There was no way they would get away this time. Plus, Vincent's dad was not willing to help him this time. Mr. Alejo was on Heather and Lisa's side this time. Thanks to his help, Lisa and Heather were well taken care of. He made sure that Vincent's goons were kept far away from the girls and them. If they threatened them in any way, he promised to visit them if he saw the slightest trace of harm.As for Trevor, he was given twenty years before
LaylaI woke up feeling light for the first time in a long time. It was like a big weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I decided it was a good time to go downstairs to begin breakfast, so I got up and washed up first, placed my slippers on, and made my way out of the room. But, maybe I should check on my little Zoey first. I didn't see Danny in bed, so I figured he was probably downstairs working out or something. "Zoey... Time to wake up, baby." I said while opening the door slowly. I looked at her bed, but it was empty. Her bathroom was empty as well, and her closet was dark, so she couldn't be in there. "Huh? Where is my little cutie-pie?" I wondered, placing my hands on my waist. That's when I realized. There was music playing, and it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. I smiled and made my way down. As I made my way, the music just got louder, but not enough to bother your ears. I could hear the beat of the song as Queen begins with the song, Another One Bites t
LaylaI sat at the kitchen island, waiting for Danny to get home. I was a nervous wreck because I haven't heard anything from him since I called him and sent him what was in that envelope. But- I'm still saving the best part for when he gets home.After I had gone back to the office, I got a call from, Heather. She wanted me to go and meet her. Well, I was reluctant at first, but the girl has gone through so much! So I decided, why not? So, I told my dad I would be leaving early, and I made my way to see her at the hospital. Heather was finally going to be allowed to go home, but what caught me off guard was that Vincent’s ex was also there. But the way that she was talking to her and holding her so delicately, making sure not to hurt Heather... It gave me love vibes. Yes, you heard me right. I think Vincent’s ex is falling for Heather, but I am not sure if she caught on yet. Oh... I hope that she is in love with her. I hardly doubt Heather goes that way, but hey, you never know! May
DanielAs we waited for Gideon's signal, we could see Trevor walking on the street across from the motel. He held a small plastic bag. It looked like he had gone out to the small liquor store nearby. He walked with his head down, whistling away. Gideon gestured to one of the boys and he nodded, looking at Trevor. Capturing Vincent would have to wait just a few minutes longer. They quickly came behind him, tackling him to the floor and handcuffing him. He begged, crying to let them go, but there was no way in hell he was going to be free. Gideon came in front of him, and read him his Miranda rights. Trevor shook his head, giving me a death stare as he sees me come up to him. "You! You fucking bastard. How could you? I was going to leave. I was not going to bother either one of you! Didn't you have enough ruining my life already?" he says, making me scuff in disbelief. "You're an escaped convict, Trevor. You're the one who screwed your own life, not me." I say, as the officer pulls hi
DanielIt seemed as if things had gotten calm and quiet. It was as if everything was back to normal, or so I made Layla think so that she was not stressing over the dire situation with Vincent and Trevor.Their behavior is ominous and unpredictable. I can't take lightly their unforeseen actions, but I know who can help catch those assholes. Tasha thinks I am oblivious to her link to them. She has something to do with him, and I know it's just a matter of time before we catch those assholes, thanks to her. We have been tracking her whereabouts without her knowing for the past two weeks. "Give them time to feel at ease. The more confidence they feel they have, the better. Let's make them think they have gotten away, and we've forgotten about what they tried to do to you." he had said, the last time we talked. But the eagerness is getting to me. I need to make sure they are behind bars and long gone from our lives. They need to pay for what they did to Heather and for putting my family
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter depicts a violent scene of assault and battery against a woman. If you are not comfortable with these scenes, skip to the next chapter if available, or kindly wait for the next upload. Please be advised and take precautions.✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨Third Person POVHeather drives happily to her step-daughter's new high school to drop her off. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would have to tend to kids, even if they were teenagers. She never thought one of those girls would ever see her with the care and love enough to call her mom. But here she was, with two girls that loved her and called her mom. If only Zoey saw her the same loving way that the girls saw her. It would take a while, but she hopes one day she could win Zoey's love and affection back. Not that he wanted to take her away from Layla and Daniel, after all, she knew Zoey was where she was meant to be with. "Ok, honey. Have a safe and beautiful day. I will pick you up after school. Oh, and
Third Person POVThey say a person's malice can only go so far, but the truth is, some are more sinister than others and will stop at nothing to get what they want. Danny was so preoccupied, yet so happy thinking about the papers he had just been handed by Heather that he never cared to overlook what they said in their content. He went home feeling exhausted and for once, thought he could have a good night's rest. The battle with Heather was over, after all. The only thing left was to catch Vincent and Trevor. With the declaration they had gathered and the evidence Gideon had, it was enough to put them behind bars for a very... Very long time. There was only one problem for Vincent, Heather was too cunning. Her beautiful face and sexy body had kept him from thinking she could actually be a smart cookie. She had come up with a master plan to take Zoey away from Danny and Layla, all while still leaving Vincent in ruins. But she had changed her mind at the last minute. She knew Zoey wa
DanielI couldn't believe my ears. Heather had just confessed to me her husband's plan. From the corruption, he had been doing, laundering money, swindling people out of their paychecks, to secretly gambling hundreds of thousands of dollars. When he saw himself losing it all, he began to get physical with her. He was forcing her to take Zoey away from me, just to ask for money in return for her so he could save his ass. She not only had enough of him, but since his oldest daughter is old enough she had legally changed her name to her mother's last name and was fighting to take legal custody of the other daughter. "Where is he keeping Trevor?" I dared to ask, as I dialed Gideon's phone number. She hesitated for a while, looking around to make sure no one was around to see us talk. "I... I can't say anymore. They're watching us. But, the documents I gave you are enough to get them both behind bars for years. Do what's right for your family, Dan. I know you and I were no match, but I st