"Oh my God. This feels like a betrayal of our friendship." Ashley says, collapsing on her bed. "Well, it's not." I manage to croak out. "Then why are you not saying anything, and why are you looking at me like I've two heads on my shoulder." Ashley says, burying her face in her palms. "I'm just shocked, that's all." I say genuinely. The truth is that Travis had never done anything particularly wrong to us. We disliked him on sight due to all the stories we've been hearing about him and also because of the little run-in we had with him the other day when he called me a 'teasing slut'. "But he has a girlfriend, Ash." I say to her, trying to be the voice of reason. "He says they're broken up." Ashley says with a look on her face that tells me she doesn't believe that bullshit even for one minute. "But……?" I say, trying to get her to tell me the other side of the story. "But of course I don't believe that bullshit. He's been with Keisha since the beginning of time, why would he lea
"Hey." Lily greets with a smile like we hadn't just seen ourselves out in the down floor. "Hey." I greet back in a voice I pray is not evident of my fear. "I'm sorry for the way I responded to you earlier, I shouldn't have snapped at you. I brought this for you to show you how sincere I am." Lily says while bringing forward the arm that was behind her back. It turns out she was just holding some flowers which had been packaged neatly in a transparent pack. They were roses. I didn't particular hate roses but I sure didn't like them. They made me remember my mom a lot. The last time I was at her graveside, there was an unhealthy number of roses laying on her coffin. I preferred irises. Which Roman had guessed correctly on his first try. "Thank you very much Lily. And don't beat yourself up for it, everyone has a sore spot they wouldn't want others prodding at. And thank you for the flowers, they are beautiful." I say all this with a very huge smile that I do not feel inside. She vi
"What are you doing here, Roman?" I ask in a shaky voice, not totally sure I'm in the right frame of mind to hold any kind of conversation with him. "I just wanted to see you. It's been too long." Roman says in a very clear tone that does not scream drunk at all. "You just saw me this evening, Roman." I say with a huff barely holding myself back from hissing like an angry cat. "You shouldn't be here. What would your fiancée say if she knew you were here?" I ask in a sad tone. "The only fiancée I have is standing right in front of me." Roman says while pulling me into his chest for a hug. "What do you mean by that? Did your father finally call off the engagement?" I ask, with my heartbeat constantly increasing.I tap his shoulders when he doesn't respond only to find out he has fallen asleep on my shoulder. I don't know whether to laugh or cry right now. I pull him down to lay down on my bed, covering him with my woollen duvet. When I move to get off the bed he pulls me into him
"Dad? What are you doing here?" I ask my father who is staring at me like given a chance, he would not hesitate to detach my head from my body. "What am I doing here? I should be asking you that question." My father says with a scary looking sneer. "What are you doing here with this boy toy of yours? I'm not even the least bit surprised. Of course you would whore yourself out to a guy just for some cheap jewelleries."I flush red at his disgusted tone. I don't bother telling him that I'm not here of my own free will and that the jewelleries in this place are by no means cheap. "You are one to talk." Roman says coldly from behind me like he knows something I don't. My father stares at him for what seems like minutes with a scowl on his face. Whatever response he was about to spit out is interrupted by the arrival of a girl who looks not too older than me. "Why did you leave me inside, baby? And who is this?" The girl asks with distrust in her eyes. I almost choke at the term of e
"Is there something wrong, Aella?" Lily asks, breaking me out of my reverie. I smile at her, planning on excusing myself from this conversation. "No. Everything is perfect. But I think I'm getting a little bit sick.” “Sick?” Lily asks with a look of confusion and concern on her face. “Yes. I feel feverish and a little lightheaded.” I say while faking a little shiver. “So don't you need to go to the hospital or something?” Lily asks in a tone laced with concern. “No, I just think I need to rest my head a little, then I will be fine.” I say with a little smile, hoping she reads between the lines. “Okay, then I think I will come back later when you are strong enough.” Lily says with a tight smile before walking out the door. I breathe in a huge sigh of relief, for some time there, I thought I was doing something wrong deciding to be with Roman. But no matter how much I tell myself I'm not in the wrong, I just can't get the fact that I might have stolen someone's boyfriend out of
“Will you calm the fuck down!” Ashley screams at the hysterical Kylie. “When I leave this fucking room, you all will pay for this!” Kylie screams in response. The fear creeping up my spine and settling in the bottom of my stomach has me retching. “For once in your miserable life, can you at least pay attention to someone aside from yourself?” Ashley says while giving Kylie a death glare. This gets Kylie's attention, she looks at me with a confused look on her face, “What's wrong with her?” “It's not rocket science, Kylie. She's obviously claustrophobic.” Ashley says in a taunting voice. “Well if you know so much about it, then do something!” Kylie says looking sick and scared at the same time. “If I knew what to do, I would have done something ever since.” Ashley responds in an equally scared tone. Kylie pats her pockets, looking for her phone and hissing angrily when she doesn't find it. “Dang it! I'm not with my phone.” “This is all your fault! If you hadn't dragged me in he
I sip the water from the glass placed in front of me by Roman. I stare at him for some time, loving the sexy side view I'm getting. I almost combust on the spot when he winks at me. I turn around abruptly and flush beetroot red when he chuckles behind me. After I ran into him yesterday, he brought me back to his apartment and held me while I cried and cursed at the injustice in the world. I told him all about my dad's plans to marry me off, and he swore he would kill him. But I guess like all other things, he didn't mean it, and this too was just a statement said in the heat of anger. My attention is brought back to the present when he places a plate of omelette, bacon, and fries in front of me as well as a cold glass of orange juice. Roman leans against the counter, sipping a glass of water, “What do you intend on doing today?” I choke on my food at the question. I reach for my glass of juice and take a large gulp before turning back to assure Roman who had rushed to my side th
TWO YEARS LATER ROMAN“Speak.” The cold aloof voice says to the person on the other end of the line. “B..os…s, something st…ran..ge happe..ned.” The person responds, stammering out of fear. Roman picks up his cell phone and disconnects it from the speakers in the meeting room. The senior staff in the meeting room look between themselves, finding this action of their boss very strange. This was the same boss who would rather they stay in a meeting for six straight hours than give them a break to work on their proposals. He never takes calls during meetings and has sacked a staff whose phone rang during a meeting. Roman calmly places the phone on his ear, waiting patiently for the person on the other end of the line to speak. “Boss, sh…e's aw…a..ke.” The voice says after a moment of silence. “How is that possible?” Roman says in a very calm voice, the only thing betraying his nervousness being his fastened breathing. “I d…o..n't know, sir. I think she has healed completely.” Th