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JAYDEN ALEXANDER
It's been years since I broke her trust and shoved her towards the danger, the day when I realised I've fallen in love was the same day I almost lost her to her enemies. The day of her accident.
Before I could indulge myself in the pool of self-abasement, the bell rang hinting the end of the test. I looked across the classroom at Rosaleigh as she continued to fidget
JAYDEN ALEXANDER.I pull down my window going slow through the lane in order to find the diner. My eye caught a small brown board that has THE MIDTOWN GRUB in old english font.The lane had many other diners and shops lined one besides the other, most of them crowded with customers. This one was a cosy looking, almost empty diner from what I can see through its glass doors. Obviously he would choose something like this where there are no more than a couple of visitors. Pulling over, I turn into the diner.The bell dingled with an awakening chime indicating my arrival as I walked in. The old man sitting behind the counter smiled and gestured at Ralph who was seated in the middle, his face half-hidden with the menu card as he feigned interest in it. The casual clothes on him wasn't giving away the absolute contrast image I had of him in his professional black suit.
JAYDEN ALEXANDERI paraded to my room taking two steps at a time, trying my best to avoid making a sound. Just as I was to enter my room, light chuckle sounds from the room across mine.Rosaleigh.The sound was so familiar like music to my ears. Inadvertently I stayed near the door to hear more of the sweet melody.But to my dismay, the surrounding had grown silent as if the two parties were disclosing a secret. Gracelyn being the loud one.My urge to barge in was at its peak when suddenly my phone rung. The caller Id 'Victor' glared at me like Victor's eyes did in real life. Moving into the confines of my room, I answered him."Got to know about our trip Jayden"His coarse yet authorative voice rang out of the speaker."Looking forward to meet your cousin huh?" I chuckled.&nbs
JAYDEN ALEXANDER I was in my suite when the sounds coming from Victor's suite attracted my attention. Standing on his door step I didn't waste time contemplating my decision to barge in. The room was a complete disarray of furniture, the lamps and vases broken into pieces on the floor, but Victor didn't seem to care as he continued ransacking the suite like a madman while blood oozed, drenching his shirt sleeve. I made sure the door was closed, so that no one sees him in this condition, before striding to Victor. "Victor?" I called as he paused rummaging the drawers, turning to me, his hairs disheveled mess while his greenish brow
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ Flashback. Heavy pairs of feet thudded as I continued to run, the gravel under the scorchimg sun was nothing but an addition in my struggle to escape. The deserted road was deprived of an aid, someone who could ward off these murderous people. Why are they following me? Abruptly a blurry image of man appeared from the very direction I was running to as I stumbled to a stop. My breathing ragged, the burning in my lungs and hightened rhythm against my ribs had me gasping for air. Where do you think you were escaping? - echoed a heavily accented voice through my mind.
THIRD PERSON POV. It had been two weeks since Jayden's return from his trip to France. The photos clicked were circulated and reached the Palace in Orbloem. Confirming the two Princes's stay in France, Edward let out a sigh of relief. However there was still something nagging in the back of his head and of course he ignored it because of his detoriorating health. He had more important matters to deal now that death was approaching. Matters relating to his succession. Rules were implied nationwide on the usage of internet as well as expression of Ideas and Opinion. So the people of Orbloem were unaware of anything happening in the outer world. The Health and Education system declined gradually. It had been nearly 20 years since the dethroning of King Henry of Orbloem but the people of Orbloem still wished that their long lost King and Queen would resurface and save them from this tyranni
THIRD PERSON POV. "Please come in." Jayden spoke, more like pleaded.Jayden's voice pierced through Rosaleigh's foggy mind as she comprehended her situation.I shouldn't have come and disturbed Alex's sleep. - Rosaleigh thought.However she didn't miss the reading glasses Jayden was wearing, which indirectly meant she hadn't disturbed his sleep. She took a minute to analyse his features. His dirty blonde hair was a mess as if Jayden had ran his hand through them quite a number of time, a habit he did when stressed.I doubt he noticed it himself.- Rosaleigh thought as her eyes fell on her hands remembering the reason of her visit. The picture."Alex, these...yo.. your notes... " she started in an effort to tell him how she found the photo. But istead of letting her complete Jayden
THIRD PERSON POV. Jayden cleared his throat returning his attention at Rosaleigh before he hesistantly took her hand waiting for her to repulse his touch. Though Rosaleigh on the other hand was attentive, observing his every move, she didn't retrive her hands actually liking the way his warmth spreaded through her. His touch had magically came with a hint of tranquility. "As you know our families are old family friends..." Jayden paused abruptly gauging her reactions, anticipating Rosaleigh's sudden black out. Thankfully it didn't come. Reading his worried expression Rosaleigh dreaded remenescing a bad memory, The photo was full of smiles - she comforted herself before silently urging Jayden to proceed, the pause was causing her heart to go through an overdrive. "So every year our parents celebrated Christmas toget
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉThe next morning I walked down from my room leading to the dining area. A part of me eager to start the day. Dad was seated at the head of the dining table hiding behind his broad sheets while Mama took her seat adjacent to his. The dining area smelled of freshly baked Cinnamon rolls. Mama never baked them until it was Christmas and currently we were in mid year. Not that I complained, I've been a fan of Cinnamon rolls. I looked around the table in an attempt to find my favourite rolls. When I spotted them, I broke into a run half way through my way. Halting I grabbed a cinnamon roll and was about to devour it when my gaze fell on Mama. She was no longer sitting but standing and carefully observing my moves, a hand on her chest. My sudden run must
THIRD PERSON POV. The air in the hall was filled with despondency, the walls were screaming of terror, which were once painted with glee and peace. The lights did little to no work beating away the darkness that had settled on the plush walls of the castle which had been Edward's residence for almost two decades. Ruling as one of the most powerful dictators of the time, Edward was loosing interest as nothing excited him anymore. The people of Orbloem didn't cause any ruckus finally accepting their fate and Edward as their Ruler. Edward was running out of excuses to punish the innocents. Everything including sexually traumatizing young girls had lost its essence as a new complication was making its presence prominent in his life. Edward was aging, his life span nearing the inevitable end no mortal could escape. Death. His once energetic bones now creaked and groaned whenever he tried engaging himself in the venereal act. Edward was in a desperate need of an heir as the whispers abou
THIRD PERSON POV. "Where is my son?" A cord of coughs followed Edward's gravelly roar as he balanced himself on the throne that once once shone with justice and equality. Earlier when one of his female servant had informed Edward about Edgar's return, he was eager to meet his supposed son, but his excitement was thrown into the midden when he noticed Edgar had returned empty handed. Edward had waited for months for this day and all he attained was a cowering Edgar. "Edgar why dont you answer?" Edward seethed once again, before falling into another fit of coughs. Edgar raised his head a little to look at the once high and mighty dictator was left to nothing but an assemble of bones and tissues. Edward had lost considerable amount of weight in the past few months during Edgar was away. The lung cancer was gradually but definitely consuming Edward, culminating his reign over Orbloem. But Edgar was wise enough to not dream about the day of his ascension to Dictatorship until all the
LUCILLE The credits rolled in concluding the first film. Small chatters carried on around the living room. Luke had went to get tarts for me. All I needed was a sugar rush to keep me going all night. I peeked inside the kitchen from my spot. Luke was taking extra time. Before I could protest, a shattering shrill caused me to cover my ears. In no time Adam was hovering over me, forcing my head down towards his chest. But the force caused me to fall on my side, near the shattered glass window. A prickling pain shot through my arm as my heart raced at the sight of the gun Adam used to shoot towards the broken glass doors. I turned to look at Grace who was crouched beside sofa, Alex was sheilding Rosaleigh in a careful way while she clung to him like a second skin. In no time shots rung at the ceiling lights, darkness covering over us. Luke too had a gun
JAYDEN ALEXANDER. I held Rosaleigh close to me before sidling away from the balcony and towards Grace's bedroom. Adam had Lucy shielded in his arms as Grace crouched and crawled behind us. Rosaleigh clutched my shirt as I hugged her with all my might. Small whimpers escaped her lips as she tried to shrink further. We were in Grace's room when Lucy closed the door after Adam and Luke entered. The electric connection went off confirming my suspicions. We were under attack. I took my phone speed dialing Ralph asking for reinforcements. He informed that he was in his way but I couldn't wait any longer. We had to get out of the house from the underground emergency exit. The sounds of something breaking continued as the snipper kept on shooting blind shots. After a while, silence covered the entire place like a thick blanket of snow. "Wha
JAYDEN ALEXANDER. It was first time in past two weeks after our graduation when Rosaleigh had agreed to get out of the house. Everytime we planned an outing Rosaleigh faked illness or found some weird excuses. It was as if she was hiding in the house from something. Today too she had made a point she wouldn't go out in the city so Grace came up with the idea of a movie night at her place. I was glad to have Grace here, she was really helpful when it came to Rosaleigh. During the ride, Rosaleigh kept glancing around as if trying to spot something or someone. After I asked her what's the matter, she replied with an insouciant shrugg before shrinking in the passenger seat.
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ Mama had promised a Graduation feast for us as they were the only parents that had attended the Graduation ceremony for all my friends including Luke and Adam as well. Thus the following sunday night we headed out for dinner. Entering the Diner we walked towards the VIP section where a table for eight was set near the pool. Mama had pre-ordered dishes like Lobster with buckwheat piklets and avacado, Radicchio salad with orange and walnut dressing, lemon chicken with steamed rice, red and white wine to flush everything down. "Aunt Rachel thanks for the Austrailian cuisine I love it." Grace sighed taking her seat. Grace was very picky when it came to food unlike any of us and thus Mama made a note to keep everything Austrailian
ROSALEIGH ISABELLE The hall reverberated with another round of applause as the announcer continued with his commencing speech. With bated breath, I moved forward towards the main stage. Currently, all the students stood backstage. It was our graduation day. The internship for our batch was to be conducted after a four-weak break. It would be a 24 weeks program in one of the best hospitals around Nashville. My eyes darted towards Gracelyn and Lucille, as we stood ahead in the queue according to the alphabetic order of our names. I was behind Remus Lynn while Alex was in the upfront with Adam. His blue ceremony gown ending near his ankles where his blue jeans was visible. They seemed into a deep conversation. Amanda Chris
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ The days flew by smoothly, most of them were spent in the cafeteria. The year was coming to an end, the cafeteria was buzzing with students sharing the lasts of their beautiful memories trying to capture everything in their cameras. The boy band completed their song as the cafeteria resonated with claps and hoots of appreciation. Students had set a small stage in the center surrounding the tables, while many showcased their hidden talents. "Alex why don't you sing?" Grace prompted, munching a chip ignoring the pair of girls that ascended the stage for a dance duel. "Yes that day you missed your performance." Lucy piped in as Adam and Luke agreed in unison, I recalled the day I had my last blackout. Alex turned deaf ears to their pleas focusing his attention on
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉThe next morning I walked down from my room leading to the dining area. A part of me eager to start the day. Dad was seated at the head of the dining table hiding behind his broad sheets while Mama took her seat adjacent to his. The dining area smelled of freshly baked Cinnamon rolls. Mama never baked them until it was Christmas and currently we were in mid year. Not that I complained, I've been a fan of Cinnamon rolls. I looked around the table in an attempt to find my favourite rolls. When I spotted them, I broke into a run half way through my way. Halting I grabbed a cinnamon roll and was about to devour it when my gaze fell on Mama. She was no longer sitting but standing and carefully observing my moves, a hand on her chest. My sudden run must