Aria"W–what are you talking about,Mesta. My mom died. You…" my voice was shaky. My body trembled as I stood there looking at Mesta. "You attended the funeral."She tsked shaking her head. "Sadly."I blinked rapidly as the tears that burnt my eyes fell on my cheeks. I wanted to believe what she was telling me. Still I did not want it to be true. I was torn between two parts of myself that greatly contradicted the other."Mesta." Mecael growled in a cold voice.My mother should not be alive. If so then father would kill her the moment he hears the news. I could not wrap my head around attending another funeral. But if it's true that she is alive then I can get all the answers I need. "How did you know?" She chuckled. "I always know, babes."The intensity in the room shifted. Mecael glared at Mesta. Mesta stood there grinning sheepishly. I turned to my husband for assurance. "Is this true?" He blinked at me. "Tell me it isn't true." More tears flowed. "Tell me Mesta is messing with m
AlexI closed my eyes, breathing in and out. I counted to a hundred then counted again till I lost track of my counting. I still couldn't believe that my father had it in him to do what he did. I knew he was ruthless but to his son…bile rose to my throat. I struggled to swallow. A hot tear burnt my left eye. I opened my eyes allowing the ball to fall. I sighed and shut my eyes tight again.My arm hurt. Like real pain. My brain knew that I was under anesthesia but the other part clung to the pain I felt after the drugs had worn out that time. The burning pain. The stings. How something that had happened hours ago felt like it took place only a second ago.I brought my other arm around my belly. My fingers grabbed my shirt and clung to it.I still couldn't get over it. The pain was too much to bear. I coiled to my side. I brought my knees close to my chest.I hugged myself with one arm and I broke down crying. My chest twisted and turned and I did not know how to remove what I was fe
Chapter 88Alex"How long has it been since you last came to my place?" I asked, offering her the cup of coffee."That's not the important part right now." She took the cup and pulled her hoodie to cover the naked part of her hand. "Thank you." she added as an afterthought.I settled myself on the couch across from her. My eyes studied her face. She had heavy bags and dark circles under her eyes. Her face was puffy. Her beautiful eyes were slightly red."Gucci." She stated plainly."What?""The bags under my eyes,I got them from Gucci.""Um…wow. That's great." "Expensive.""Yes! Very expensive." I agreed while nodding.She put the glass on top of the table. "I need to ask you something." I scratched the tip of my nose. "Go ahead."She already looked rough so I was not planning on adding more to whatever she was carrying."My mom.""God,Aria. We already buried your mom." I did the sign of the cross. "May her soul rest in peace."She smiled with her lips tightened. "Be honest with me
MecaelI sat slumping in my seat. Greg looked at me. His expression laid between pity and an urge to laugh at me. He was suppressing it really well."I'm sure you did not call me to see you in such a state."I gulped the drink I had in hand."And you are having alcohol at this hour of the day with no special occasion." He tapped his fingers rhythmically."Oh Greg…" I let out air through my mouth as I added another drink."You know you shouldn't be drinking like that. You'll end up slipping, completely.""Who cares if I slip at this moment.""Okay. Shit's gone down. Start talking.""Aria knows her mom is alive.""Isn't that a good thing?""It would have been had it come from my stupid mouth that I had chosen to keep shut.""Okay. Okay. How did it happen?""I was preparing for a mission that would have happened smoothly even with my absence.""Your father insisted that you go?""Yes. So Mesta walks in and starts preparing.""Okay." He says while nodding his head."I try to stop her.""W
MecaelIt was eleven at night,I was seated on the bed. Three pillows were plopped together. I leaned against them. The alcohol had worn off. Now only worry and fear remained. Aria had not returned. I glanced at the clock,only three minutes had passed. It felt like the earth had made an entire revolution.The knob turned, making me spring to my feet. Aria walked in and moved straight into my arms."I'm sorry." I begun."Can you make me sink?""What?""I…I'm tired and I don't want to think about anything. Can you please take care of me?""Of course,love." I held her head between my hands. My lips kissed her forehead,cheeks before finally our lips met in a passionate kiss.Her fingers gripped my neck from behind. I pulled away just enough to pull her hood over her head.I kissed her down to her neck while unzipping her dress. She wiggled out of it,when it touched the ground,she stepped out of it."Be a good girl and lie on the bed for me." She did.Seeing her spread so wonderfully on t
Aria"Husband and wife,welcome." Mr. Heloriet greeted with a wide grin on his face."Father." The father and son held eyes. I tugged at Mecael's arm. "Let it be." I told him. He nodded and broke the eye contact."I'm sure you guys are not here to check on my health.""Yes." I cleared my throat and stepped forward. "I need to ask about my mother.""I am not your father, darling.""I'd rather kill myself than have you as my dad."He grinned on that but his eyes remained threateningly on me. "You are too weak to have my blood in your veins.""More like a human,you mean. I allow myself to feel and I don't go around killing people mercilessly. Even more, I don't hurt my family."He gave me a bored look. "You've proved exactly what I mean, in fact, if you were mine I'd have killed you long ago." His smile disappeared.My mind told me to move back but I remained glued to the point."Where is my mother?" He replied with a shrug."Father,you are the one who sent us to save her. To save a woman
MecaelThe room fell into deep silence. Aria's body stiffened. Her jaws were clenched. She starred at father who had a wide grin on his face.Aria blinked a few times shaking her head."Aria…"She held out her hand. "Don't come near me." She hissed."It can't be true." I did not know if the statement was directed to my father,my wife whom I'm being informed is related to me by blood or I was talking to myself."Shut up,Mecael." She yelled. "Just shut up. I can't even hear myself losing the will to live."I remained still. The urge to go and take her in my arms was overwhelming but I did not move.Her breathing increased. Tears welled her eyes. I felt her emotions pouring from her body. The sadness,anger and disbelief. All felt at once. "It's not true." Aria said more to herself than to us who sorrounded her in the room. "You can't be telling the truth."Father's hand reached for the lower drawer. He pulled out a cigar,lit it and took two puffs before saying his next words."Then find
MestaMy eyes fluttered. I flickered them open but regretted my choice when the beam of sunlight burned through them. I groaned and squeezed them shut covering them with my palms.A voice chuckled from somewhere in the room. I could not tell where but I recognized it.The doctor."You've finally woken up.""The lights…""Oh. Wait." I heard the curtains move. "All good now."I opened without being forced to shut them again. My eyes scanned the room."How long have I been here because I feel like the apocalypse has already happened."He chuckled. "Two days. He took you out pretty bad."That little piece of – I lift my head. A splitting pain cut through my forehead to the back. I held my head between my eyes and shut my eyes."It hurts. Why does it hurt so bad?" I lay still on the bed not wanting to experience the pain again."Don't move." He fixed my pillow. "As I had said,he took you out pretty bad." I had my eyes closed but still felt him move away from the bed. I placed my hand on m