DRAG!!! DRAG!!! DRAG... DRAG... DRAG......I felt like the bed that I was laying on was being pushed around. I guess I was being transferred to another unit in the hospital for the continuity of my recovery. I did not actually want to sleep in the hospital bed anymore. All I wanted was to go out and walk around freely like I always have for the past days..I would never imagine myself getting stucked on a hospital bed, with a long ass needle jabbed into my hand, and with oxygen tubes running through my nostrils. I wanted to take off this stupid ass bandage off my head so much, it was bothering my eyes. I was already so sick of it all, despite the fact that I have only had them on for the past hour. It must be a long tormenting journey then on, that I have to endure; whether I wanted to or not. I decided to just breathe in and out; trying to forget about all the sensation and lingering fear. Furthermore, the anaesthesia that was injected into my body was quickly wearing off so I co
I was sitting on the balcony of my room. My back felt frozen from the cold breeze of autumn, as I was only wearing a thin, sheer dress. The smoke from the little cigarette I had between my fingers got into my left eye and made me flinch a bit. This whole act that I've got going; it really didn't feel like myself at all. The things that I do just to forget about that hurtful incident, and on that one particular night. Hurting myself was the only way to forget about all of it. I was flicking the dust from my burnt cigarette, until she barged into my room and opened the door to the balcony.. "What the hell do you think you’re doing with that?! Are you stupid?!" The woman glared at me while screaming at the top of her lungs. .“Mom, you could at least knock…” I tried to calm her down. .“Rather than doing dumbass things, you should do your homework or help me with the housework! Go!” She continued to yell at me like I am a five-year-old kid. .“Mom, I’m not a kid anymore!!! Stop!!!”.
My mother turned into some controlling freak after the incident. Perhaps the lack of control she had about the dreadful incident made her this way. She controlled each and every movement I did. Whenever something goes wrong, she will resort to blaming me. It was as if everything I do is wrong in her eyes..Over time, I grew sicker of this. My father grew ignorant about the whole situation that sometimes he didn’t come home. He never bothered to apologize to me. The sexual abuse from my father stopped. After it stopped, he often goes out with whatever girl available there is to keep him company. I knew he was going somewhere faraway with someone else just to ease his mind, and there is nothing I could do to fix the whole situation.. Not long, I grew pretty sleepy. .“Luke, honey…”.“Yes, babe?”.“Let’s go home, it’s getting late after all.”.We decided to go home after that. I almost fell asleep on the bike, but Lucas keeps on cracking jokes so that I don’t fall asleep and fall o
Mother’s POV . I got down from the couch to pick up the shattered glass pieces. It might hurt Terry's feet when she gets back. I picked them up one by one, while still processing the words that Terry just uttered in front of me. I finally realized that maybe I was doing everything the wrong way..OW! A piece of glass just cut my index finger. I watch it as it slowly bleeds. I remember last night when Terry's nose bleeds. My stomach instantly felt sour. I didn’t mean to go that far, but my anger got the best of me. I regret it so much.. I simply can’t believe how cruel God is that He would let my family become this way. All I want is my daughter to be safe and sound. I don’t want to lose my daughter that is so near and dear to my heart. I want to make her 'pure' again. I’m so frustrated on how to discipline Terry so she would not go around with guys. Going around with guys will make her much more mature than she already was. It will make look more and more seductive. None of us wan
- Will be revised again -Every little inch of me is in love with you , with everything that you are . My skin aches for your touch , but I don't need that to know that I love you . My ears can't live a day without hearing your hot , incredibly sexy accent . The sound of voice makes me feel safe , loved and worthwhile . you look at me when I'm in love with your smile , your laughter , the way you " you " I love you . " I fall in love with you anew everyday . Every single day something you do makes my heart ache for your love , even though I know I abready have You are my soulmate , the love of my life , and partner but everything I have ever wanted in a gotten . each other My only wishes in this world are to spend every second with you in this life , and enjoy every second of it by traveling , having babies , growing a family , making . happys and more . I want to keep writing out crazy beautiful love story , and fill the pages up with wonderful things . So Jonah , be mine forever , so
“Stop crying, will you?! For God’s sake! You are a grown-ass woman!” . “How could you fucking say that?! After all that you have done to me?! Really, Ken?!”. “What! What exactly have I done to you?! Did I hit you? Did I hurt you or physically pain you of some sort?!”. “Sleeping, wait, no! I meant FUCKING AROUND with a girl while I was carrying your daughter!!! You must be out of your god-damned mind!!!”. “Shut up, Ariadne! I know what I’m doing, and you better shut the hell up about it!”. “You THINK you know what you are doing! The truth is, you are just a blind man walking around in circles, waiting for a truck to come running towards you and eventually struck you DEAD! YOU HEAR ME?! DEAD!!!!”. “I am not having this conversation anymore, Ariadne. Enough of this bullshit.” . Kenneth stormed off into the hallway, and flung the door open as he left. I sobbed uncontrollably just after that bastard went out the room. I knew that their neighbors could hear all the ruckus from
No matter how pretty, smart, successful, loyal or genuine you are, you are NOT exempt from being cheated on, and that's the painful truth of it. Someone will cheat on you if they want too, and there's not a thing in the world that you can do to stop them. Don't think for one moment, that you're special or that you're above this truth. But just remember that someone's actions towards you says everything about them and nothing about you. What someone does to you is a reflection of who they are, and, not you..Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses you build up a whole suit of armor so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from just any other stupid person, wanders into your life. You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile
I woke up in such a hazy state, I recalled somebody calling me. That was what made me woke up from my sleep. I had a pretty long sleep, I was guessing, because when I woke up I could not remember what day or date it was and what time it was. I could not even figure out whether it was day time or night time. My realization came very very slowly, like somebody who just got their conciousness back after getting knocked out by a gang of thieves. .I opened my eyes, heavy and sticky, to look around. I see that the hospital windows were dark. It was not too dark, but also not too bright. My guess was it was either at dusk, or at dawn. I was quite shocked too by the presence of the figure that was standing tall right beside me. My mind was still in a numb and slow mode. I realized someone was there, but I could not figure out, in my mind, their appearance. I was looking at the figure He was calling my name and looking at me, all while I was looking at him with drowsy eyes. Man, I must looked
I opened my eyes slowly, and the first thing that went inside my eyes were the sharp jabs of light coming from the ceiling of my hospital room. Oh. Huh. How long have I been sleeping? All I remembered was one of the nurses coming in to give me my daily dose of medicine, which I have to take in full doses every morning and afternoon. There were three types of medicines, but I did not know their names exactly. .All I knew was that one of them had a function of preventing the possible infections that were happening inside of my body which could be the results of my external wounds. The second one had the effect of keeping my blood articulation to flow smoothly without any disturbances. Aside from external wounds, I also had some internal wounds. The doctor once said to me during one of the examination sessions that there were some blood clotting at the areas of my internal wounds. I should be taking these prescribed pills, which I totally forgot the name of, to help reduce the clotting
I have gotten a call from Noah last night. He said that he had gotten more clues for the search of Amy. Phoebe and Kanika had joined together with Noah and kept updating one another with informations about Amy. It was also last night when I finally realized that Phoebe and Kanika used to be friends in high school because they both were born and grew up in this city. They caught up with each other through Noah. Noah initially called Phoebe up for help. I have introduced Noah to Kanika too beforehand, when he had some issues with his computer network or something that one time. I took Kanika to his apartment to help him with his computer issues. That time, Kanika popped into my mind because she was so brilliant with electronic and IT stuffs, which I truthfully had zero information about. .They got along very well that time, I thought that there was a spark going on between them. Then I realized that Kanika is more of that independent woman type of girl. Kanika is also very very serious
Noah's POV -.When I tried to gain access to the building along with Kanika and Phoebe, the security tried to stop us several times before. They even warned us that if we tried to enter once more, they would consider it security breach and they might call the other securities and even polices for backup. Hell. Why are they making it so hard for us to just get inside the building? There must be something really really suspicious about this whole situation. I never actually liked the way the security communicated with us the whole time too. His tone and his voice were really hostile and intimidating. It was as if he was trying to make us feel scared or something like that. Sheesh. I know he was only making up the whole expression, because why would anyone act like that in a daily basis? He might caught a hypertension issue in the near future, surely enough, if he could not manage his anger properly. .Actually, I could have gone into full on brawl mode. I needed back up though, and at
Noah's POV -.When I tried to gain access to the building along with Kanika and Phoebe, the security tried to stop us several times before. They even warned us that if we tried to enter once more, they would consider it security breach and they might call the other securities and even polices for backup. Hell. Why are they making it so hard for us to just get inside the building? There must be something really really suspicious about this whole situation. I never actually liked the way the security communicated with us the whole time too. His tone and his voice were really hostile and intimidating. It was as if he was trying to make us feel scared or something like that. Sheesh. I know he was only making up the whole expression, because why would anyone act like that in a daily basis? He might caught a hypertension issue in the near future, surely enough, if he could not manage his anger properly. .Actually, I could have gone into full on brawl mode. I needed back up though, and at
I have gotten a call from Noah last night. He said that he had gotten more clues for the search of Amy. Phoebe and Kanika had joined together with Noah and kept updating one another with informations about Amy. It was also last night when I finally realized that Phoebe and Kanika used to be friends in high school because they both were born and grew up in this city. They caught up with each other through Noah. Noah initially called Phoebe up for help. I have introduced Noah to Kanika too beforehand, when he had some issues with his computer network or something that one time. I took Kanika to his apartment to help him with his computer issues. That time, Kanika popped into my mind because she was so brilliant with electronic and IT stuffs, which I truthfully had zero information about. .They got along very well that time, I thought that there was a spark going on between them. Then I realized that Kanika is more of that independent woman type of girl. Kanika is also very very serious
When Noah finally set off to help me search for my daughter, Amy, I finally got some more peace of mind. Not because of the fact that Noah was no longer here, nope. Him not being here made me feel much lonelier than I used to be, because I usually have somebody to talk to and make jokes about. .I felt more peace because even though I was laid down on the hospital bed, the search for my daughter was still going to show some more progress. Harrison also often visited me then on, even though he had to be on a wheelchair. He told me that his broken bones had finally settled, though not fully and completely healed yet, but his doctors said he was allowed to go around the hospital in a wheelchair. .The doctors told him that it was necessary for his healing process, because Harrison had told the doctors that he wouldn't want to be confined in a room for any much longer. What was pretty suprising to me was that he had a nurse that personally cared and tended for his needs. The personally a
Today, when I woke up, Noah was not there beside me to accompany me as he usually did. He told me he needed to run some errands so he would not be accompanying me in the hospital room for today. But he would be here probably for the night, he was afraid that I might need anything but I could not do it myself. Sure, the nurses here could assist me, but most of them would not come if it were not for some urgent matters, I don't know why. The way they treated me and the way they treated Harrison was very, very much different. .Well, the situation and condition have spoken for itself really. Harrison is the youngest son of one of the conglomerate family in this town, whereas I am only an ordinary girl and nobody even knew who I was before the accident with Harrison. .Heck, they don't even know who I actually am probably. They only knew me as the girl, who was with Harrison, sitting inside the car along with him during the incident. When I think about it fully and thoroughly, I understa
After experiencing the dream that was very surreal, I was suddenly transported back into the reality that I was living in. It felt exactly like my soul was sucked headfirst into my sleeping body. For a while there, before feeling like getting slapped into reality again, I could see my body lying very quietly and serenely on the hospital bed. I could see that my face was filled with such a very sad and worried expression. I really could not figure out whether it was a dream or not. All I knew was that the dream was very surreal but it also felt like some kind of thing that came from reality. .If you have ever heard about astral projection, where your soul technically leaves your body and travelled somewhere far away. Travelling to somewhere in the past or probably in to the future. During astral projection, your body could go anywhere that it pleaded to go to. Sometimes, it could be places that you never even knew existed, but other times it could be places that were familiar and dear
I opened my eyes to find myself in a totally dark room. Some parts of me felt like I knew where I was but somehow it felt all unfamiliar. It is also surreal but also felt so real. I recognized the room which looks like that the one bedroom that I always had since my childhood, the one that I always shared with my older siblings and also my younger siblings, both sisters and brothers as well. But when I tried to look around the darkness and no matter how much I try to make out what's in the dark, I could not find anybody there. Not even a soul..The more I think about it, the more I realize that it was like a fever dream. You know those kinds of dreams where you felt like you know that you were dreaming but it all still feel very very realistic somehow. No matter how much I tried to open my eyes and wake up, I could never seem to do it. Trying to wake up already tire me so much, so I tried to navigate my dreams instead..I got up from my old rickety bed, but you're always made that sa