Aurora stiffened."I didn't… I have been having lectures all day and I only just got back after having lunch at the restaurant," she ratted out at once, "I'm so sorry. I can get you to a hospital.""We only just met, Aurora. Why do such a thing to me?"Jocelyn shook her head, staggered and fell. Aurora was quick to catch her and gently laid her on the floor. The knife clattered to the ground next to her feet. She jumped away, her breathing heavy. She pulled out her phone and dialled the emergency line."Hello? Please, I need help. Someone has been stabbed…"Afterwards, she called Zik, countless times but he never picked.*Ezekiel was trapped in his own mess. After his lectures, he had avoided going home for as long as could but somehow Cole and Adam had found him and forced him to return home with them. Now he sat next to Aris, forcing himself not to choke from the excessive smoke they breathed out."You wanna do some?" Cole asked, offering him a cigarette."No," he said with a shake
Aurora Maria Grazia brought out the keys to her apartment and unlocked the door. She picked up the bag of groceries on the floor and staggered in, burdened with the weight of the bags in her hand."Oh good God," she muttered, dropping them all at once on the floor. She shut the door and carried the bags one after the other to the kitchen."Enough foodstuffs for the rest of the month, thank you Jesus," she sighed with content, washing her hands.She loved the house. The neighborhood gave her the peace and tranquility she needed and it was quite close to her workplace.She ventured into her study to get some work done. At least, two hours of work before she prepared something to eat. Zik was going to come by later in the evening and she wanted to treat him to a feast.She unpacked her hair as she sat at her desk. She was happy, things were working out well but there was still an emptiness in her heart that refused to be filled up. It had been years now, over six years and she could bare
Sebastian winked."My little secret."Her eyes narrowed."Have you been stalking me?" "Kind of," he admitted with a sheepish grin."You are still so cute," she gushed, pinching his cheek. He blushed but didn't look away from her."it's time to tell you my life's story," he added quickly before she could speak.Their hands still intertwined, he told her all what had been going on in his life."He didn't touch me again after that," he said of his father's abuse, "I recovered well but he still kept me locked up in my room until the day I threatened to blow up his warehouse."Her eyes widened, "did you?"He smiled, "my father is a hard man and I've always been timid before him so he didn't take my threat seriously. I knew he wouldn't. Yes, I did. I blew up the warehouse where he kept his preferred equipment and the guns he traded. He was furious but he let me out of my room then and I could move about the house freely.""Why did you always move around with a bodyguard?" She asked."My fa
Aurora ventured out of her first class of the day. Teaching a bunch of hormonal youths was quite tasking, coupled with the fact that the male students were too hypnotized by her beauty to concentrate on her teaching."Hey, Mark," she greeted her lecturer colleague."Rora, how was your lecture?" He smiled at her."Great," she settled at her desk opposite his. There were three occupying the office. She, Mark and Isabel. She was the youngest lecturer in the entire university and she took pride in it. Mark was in his middle forties, Isabel was in her late thirties while she was just about to clock twenty-five.Her phone rang. Mother."Good morning, mum. How are you doing?"She had never returned home since she left to attend college."I'm definitely not great, Aurora. Why won't you return home? Why won't you take over our company? Instead you waste your talents as a mere lecturer. I understand you are still in your rebellious years but th
Aurora's heart sank in guilt."I… he…" she stuttered then paused, getting herself. Why was she acting like the 18 year old former her?"Yes," she answered confidently, "I am seeing him. What does that have to do with you?"Cecilia glared at her."I have warned you severally, Aurora, yet you never listen to me!""Maybe when you start acting like a real mother, I will listen to you," Aurora rolled her eyes and turned away. The words 'murderer' registered in her head at that moment."Good evening, ma'am," Sebastian greeted, "I don't think you should judge me based on your history with my father. I…""You killed your father, didn't you?" Cecilia accused, "how are you any better than him and how can I trust my daughter in your care?"Aurora looked at Sebastian."I am nothing like my father," he repeated, "my father is dead. No threat will come to her."Cecilia shook her head and slammed the door in her face. Aurora sighed, looking at Sebastian apologetically."I'm sorry, she just…""What h
"What would you like to eat?" Sebastian asked as he and Aurora walked out of the museum together."Whatever you eat," she replied, adding a wink after.She stared at him as he drove, admiring his handsome features. She couldn't see his eyes because they were fixed on the road ahead but she could already imagine them gleaming with happiness and twinkling with mischief. The ticking of his jaw had her know that he was uncomfortable with her stares."Do I make you uncomfortable, Bastian?" She asked, shifting closer.His jaw ticked once more."You make me nervous," he answered.She grinned."Why?"He glanced at her."You know why.""Did you date any girl while you were away?" "No.""Why? You didn't find any attractive?""I found a few attractive, actually," he said, glancing at her again, "but not enough to keep me awake at night."She blushed."I guess we both make each other nervous," she muttered, looking away."Did you date anyone?"She scoffed, "like you don''t know my entire activit
"Sir?" Sebastian's hand halted midway to the door. A male hotel staff was staring at him, obviously displeased. "I'm sorry, sir but you're disturbing the peace of our guests." He looked at Aurora's door then stepped back. "I'm sorry," he said, "but it's urgent." "You can try calling whoever it is. You do own a smartphone, don't you?" He caught the sarcasm. "I'm sorry, I'll leave now," he said and went back to his room. He called several times but she never picked up. She didn't even cut the call, she simply let it ring out loud. He called Zik next. "Watsup, coz?" Zik's cheery voice came through. "Zik, can you please call Rora? I just told her about her brother's death and she won't speak to me again. Please." "You should have expected that. Give her some time, she'll come around. I'll still call her anyway." "Thanks, I owe you," he said with a relieved sigh. "You owe me heavily already, I own you." "Shut up." He cut the call and waited. Zik called back five minutes late
"Good morning, Mr Mark.""Morning, Rora. What happened with you yesterday? You left all of a sudden.""It's the day before yesterday," she corrected kindly, taking a seat at her desk, "I just finished explaining myself to my superior. My father died."Mark's curious face morphed into one of extreme sadness."That's sad. I'm so sorry," he spoke after some seconds of silence.She nodded, "it's fine. It's been a while anyway. I just got to know.""I have two kids and I can't imagine leaving them forever… wait, you just got to know?""Yeah. Apparently, my mother didn't think I deserved to attend his funeral," she answered, giving him a fake smile."Oh, I'm so sorry," Mark shook his head, still trying to understand her words, "that's… well, she's your mother and… well, I'm so sorry. You must feel terrible."She laughed, "I sure do."She began to sort out files on her desk and students assignment."You are not close with your mother, I guess?" Mark asked, probably to keep her occupied."Nope