Dave groaned in pain and fury as he walked into his house. He was extremely frustrated due to the pain of Jayda hitting him. He was furious because he wanted to possess her. Jayda wasn't just a friend to him, she was like a possession that he wanted to devour.
"And where are you coming from?" Dave's girlfriend, Cora, asked. She was leaning against a wall with a mug of c
"You still aren't gonna give him our home address?" Freya raised her head to look at Jayda. "I don't know." She said. "I don't want him to witness me dying. We have separated, so there's no point in reconciling with someone that's about to die, especially your lover."
Everyone's eyes shifted to Jayda. She gulped then looked at Freya, signalling for her to help her out.Freya ended the call she was going to make with the Police then squared her shoulders as she placed her thumbs into her jeans front pocket.
*SURGERY/TREATMENT DAY!*"Fred, be patient. She'll be absolutely fine." Freya said to Fred who had been so impatient since Jayda was taken into the surgery room.
"Get out of this house, woman!" Fred Maklaw, the 32-year-old man barked at his wife, Mina Maklaw."Excuse me?" She huffed, getting to her feet from the vanity's chair.
"Good morning." Jeremy Hem, Fred's personal assistant/Manager greeted him over the phone."What do you have to say?" He replied crankily, getting into his room from the balcony that was extended from his room.
Jayda and Fred had gotten married. Tonight, being their wedding night, they were heading to Fred's home.
"Where the fuck are you already?!" Jeremy barked into the phone, slightly angered that Fred hadn't arrived when they had an urgent matter to discuss."Shut up, dude. I'm right in front of my office." He rolled his eyes then opened the door. He didn't bother to use the key because he was certain that Jeremy was in already.
"You, bitch." Jayda barked at Adalyn.Adalyn's eyes bugged out in fear. She knew she was done for.
*SURGERY/TREATMENT DAY!*"Fred, be patient. She'll be absolutely fine." Freya said to Fred who had been so impatient since Jayda was taken into the surgery room.
Everyone's eyes shifted to Jayda. She gulped then looked at Freya, signalling for her to help her out.Freya ended the call she was going to make with the Police then squared her shoulders as she placed her thumbs into her jeans front pocket.
"You still aren't gonna give him our home address?" Freya raised her head to look at Jayda. "I don't know." She said. "I don't want him to witness me dying. We have separated, so there's no point in reconciling with someone that's about to die, especially your lover."
Dave groaned in pain and fury as he walked into his house. He was extremely frustrated due to the pain of Jayda hitting him. He was furious because he wanted to possess her. Jayda wasn't just a friend to him, she was like a possession that he wanted to devour."And where are you coming from?" Dave's girlfriend, Cora, asked. She was leaning against a wall with a mug of c
Jayda ran into the bathroom and she held the toilet seat as she started to puke her guts out. Blood as well as other irritable things kept gagging out of her throat. It was making her feel very dizzy and weird."Jayda? Brea needs you." Freya called. She came out of the room then searched for Jayda in the kitchen where she previously was but she wasn't in there.
~TWO YEARS LATER~"So, which is why we'll be the most suitable for you to work with." Fred completed his explanation and everyone in the meeting room clapped for him.
"Hello, guys." Jayda said into the phone call with Freya and Dave."Hey, babe. What up? You cool?" Freya's voice sounded so cheerful as she spoke.
~Three Months Later~"Where are you going?" Ally asked, folding her arms over her chest with a frown.
"Why the fuck are you here?!" A frown didn't waste a second to be plastered on Fred's face. Jayda, being curious to know what was going on lifted herself to her feet then walked to the door. Her eyes travelled from Charles to Fred who looked so aggravated, then it happened to land on Ally. The glare Ally shot her could pierce through the heart of a dead person and make