"And I was right.” I say, sucking in a deep breath before continuing. “After Sara came back into the picture, I no longer felt comfortable being in that house. I needed to get out of there. The twins let me come here alone to have some time to think. I had to fight them for it, but they let me. They showed up in the middle of the night, begging to let me let them sleep on my floor.” I take a deep breath before admitting the next part. “We can't really sleep right without each other.” She looks at me, shock written all over her face. “I hope they feel it tonight then, for sure.” I shake my head at her words. That's not what I want. I hate hurting them, be it intentionally or not. “They came here and I let them in. and straight into my bed. I wanted to just move on from everything. I didn't want to push them away. I was scared that if I did, if I did push them away, they would be pushed all the way into her arms. So I let them in right away, like an idiot. We only had one day away
“This house way too many memories for me, both good and bad. I have enough from my inheritance from my parents to buy a pretty nice house somewhere near the beach. You know I love water.” She smiles at me. “You are a fucking water baby for sure. Would you sell this house or keep it?” “I think that I would sell it. I don’t think that I'm going to want to deal with the hassle of maintaining it while raising the twins.” “The only thing is that I'm going to be setting up a new house all by myself while pregnant. So maybe I should wait until the twins are a few months old.” “Well, I think that you are doing the right thing. And, you don’t have to worry about doing shit alone. I’m thinking about moving out here to live near you.”
“Tell us the fucking truth, Sara!” I scream at her, noting the way she jumps at my tone. She's sitting on the couch, staring around the room, terrified. She should be terrified. The room is full of our security team, who are all staring at her with scrutiny. God, they must know about what we do. When I look at Jameson, our head of security, he's glaring at me. He has always had a soft spot for caroline. He says that she reminds him of his own daughter, who is the same age as caroline. When we first got with Caroline, he threatened us. He told us we better do right by her and give her the love deserves. And that was before we told him about her past. Now, he's even more protective over her. Now that he must know that we broke carolines heart, I have no doubt that he will absolutely be slapping us. And we will let him, too. Lord knows that we deserve it. We fucking deserve it. “I've told you guys already that I have no idea what you guys are talking about. I hate Demitri. I
Jamesons words cause me to look up at him quickly. His words have a flare of hope spark up in my heart. Will Caroline actually ever forgive us? “Do you think that she will actually forgive us?” I ask, scared to let my hope blossom. What if she never forgives us? Jameson nods his head slightly, his anger still evident. “Yeah, i thin k she will fucking forgive you guys. And not because shes stupid. Caroline is probably the smartest person i have ever fucking met. But she really loves you guys. She has always loved you guys. From the moment i met her, and i saw the way she looked at you two, i knew that she was in love with you guys. I don't see her ever giving up on that love that she has for you guys. I do really believe that you guys are going to be forgiven by her. But it is going to take time. And a lot of fucking effort from the both of you.” Antonio and I share a quick look. “What can we do to make her forgive us?” Antonio asks, biting the inside of his cheek. It's a habit
I can’t sleep. I knew this shit was going to happen. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to sleep without the twins. The moment that Amanda fell asleep, I suddenly began to feel restless. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I wonder if the twins are feeling the same way. I shouldn’t care. I know that I shouldn’t care. But I can’t fucking help it. I don’t want them to be miserable. I don’t want to hurt them any more than I have to. Even though I’m not the one who fucked shit up. They are. They are the ones that fucked everything up. A stray tear falls from the corner of my eye at the thought of everything that they had done. Fuck. Fuckkk. I shouldn’t fucking cry about this anymore. I have been crying this entire time. I turn my head to face Amanda. She’s knocked out. The movie wasn’t even twenty minutes in before her light snores could be heard. I had tried to fall asleep. I was exhausted by the time she got here. But I could not sleep. I stil
After everything that happened, Caroline just forgave us and we decided to get a hotel room to be away from everyone. We are just eating dinner in the hotel restaurant. We have a booth tucked away in the corner. We were just talking when she suddenly unzipped Antonio’s pants. She reaches into his pants and slowly takes his cock out under the table. From where I’m sitting, I can see what she is doing. But no one on the outside would be able to notice. She strokes his throbbing cock, and smiles when she notices some pre-cum ooze out of the tip of his cock. She strokes his cock quickly, watching in delight as he leans back against the booth. Taking a look around to make sure no one can see us, she turns to face me. “Tell me if someone is coming.” Is all she says before she lowers her head down and takes his cock into her mouth. She moans quietly at the taste. I keep watch, both over her and over the restaurant to make sure no one is coming. Her head bobs up and down on his cock
She explores the thick piece of meat, stroking it slowly. “I want it inside of me. I want to feel your cock push deep into my wet pussy.” She says, before pushing me away from her gently. She climbs onto the bed, throwing a smile my way. "Can you see from that angle?" She asks, looking at me. “Why don’t you come sit on the bed to watch us?” She suggests, patting the bed next to her. Caroline looks like a fucking goddess. My cock is hard, throbbing with need as I watch her on the bed. She bends over, exposing her black lace panties. Her round ass stares up at me. Her pussy begs me for attention, leaking juices down her thighs through her panties. Even if I wasn’t able to see her juices covering her thighs, I can still see a faint glint of wetness through the crotch of her black panties. I’m sitting in a chair in front of the bed, naked. My cock is throbbing in my hand. I nod before getting up from the seat and slowly sitting on the bed. Antonio walks up behind Caroline and
When I wake up, it’s ten in the morning. My phone is still in my hand. It had taken me a long time to fall asleep, but when I finally did, I thought of Nick's texts. I don’t want them to give up on me. But what if I’ve already given up on them? I left them at that house. I didn’t fight for them. But I’m not the one that did anything wrong. I did nothing wrong. I just need time. “Hey, sleepyhead!” I lift my head from the pillow to face Amanda. She’s smiling down at me, a plate of food in each of her hands. “Good morning.” I groan out, turning to lay down on my back and look up at the ceiling. She laughs and then walks around the air mattress. “Here. I made us some breakfast. Eat up!” She says, a hand outstretched towards me with one of the plates. I sit up slowly and carefully grab the plate from her. “Thanks, Mandy. You didn’t have to do this. I should be the one cooking for you, girl.” I say, smiling down at the plate. She made pancakes with chocolate
They don't want me to leave for another three days, just so they can have me pumped up with drugs and speak to all of their expensive, annoying psychologists. They said they would only lift the hold and discharge me if a family member comes to get me. They don't want to be responsible for me if I end up trying to end my own life.”“You're coming home with me, rory. Don't worry, okay?”She goes to respond when the door opens with an audible click and the guard steps back inside. “Your visitation time has ended.”I dont move, instead I tilt my head at the guard. “Please have the doctor come and have them bring her discharge paperwork.”The guard shakes their head and instead simply walks back out, this time not even bothering to lock the door. “Should we run?” Cordessa asks, staring between me and the door.Laughing, I squeeze her hand with my own. “No, rory. No more running. From either of us.”She smiles up at me, her eyes still leaking fat tears.The process of getting Cordessa dis
“While you were busy looking for me, I was busy trying to forget about you.”Cordessas face falls, clearly not liking my words. Again, she tries to hide her face from me, so I turn it back to face me.“If i had looked for you, if i had kept an eye on you, then i wouldn't have been able to leave you alone. I would have reached out, and you deserved better than someone who could never be in your life again. You deserved better than what I could have given you then.”“And now?” she asks, her voice that of a child, full of both fear and hope.Stroking her hair from her face, I stare down at her with a smile. “Now, I'm going to take you home with me. If that's what you want.” She smiles widely, her smile so beautiful it throws me off. While I've always taken after my mom, she's always been more similar to my dad. Her smile is no different. It had always been our dads smile. “Yeah, I think I would like that. I hate being here.”I look around the room, realizing that the rest of the room i
As the guard walks to the door after searching me, I can't help but take a few calming breaths to try and ease my nerves.Im about to see her, my sister, after how fucking long? How in the world am I supposed to even feel right now?“You will only have about fifteen minutes with her until you will have to leave.” the guard says while unlocking and opening the door. I slide into the room, sucking in a breath when I see the figure curled up in bed.She's facing the window, her body wrapped around itself in the fetal position. Her sobs are filled with emotion, yet slightly muffled by her face being pressed into the thin pillow under her head.“Cordessa?” I whisper out, jumping slightly when the door closes and locks behind me.shit , i hadn't expected the door to be locked behind me.Fuck.Cordessa doesn't respond, likely not hearing my silent whisper over the sound of her own sobs.I take a tentative step towards the bed, towards her, feeling my heart break as I watch her break.“Rory
My mom grabs my hands and silently pulls me to the cabinets, the phone still pressed against her ear, her eyes wide. She slides open one of the cabinets and directs me into it. I climb in carefully, wincing as I feel the wood against my skin. I settle into the very back of the cabinet, my legs pressed against my chest, and try my hardest not to burst out crying. What’s going to happen right now? Why in the world are they here right now? “I’m going to put these pans and pots in front of you so that no one can see you. Okay?” My mom whispers. I can hear banging on the door, and my father yelling. “Mommy? What’s going to happen?” I ask, feeling a few tears begin to spill down my cheeks. “Nothing. The police are on their way, and will be here in less than five minutes. But I can’t let anything happen to you, my sweet girl. So stay in here, and don’t make any noise. And no matter what you hear, or see, do not get out of here until the police arrive.”I nod, taking a few deep breaths
“It's not your fault, daddy. Please dont cry.” i wrap my arms around him slowly, not wanting to hurt myself any further.He carefully hugs me back, his arms around my back very loosely so as to not move the bandages covering my skin.“I will never forgive myself, mija.”“Well too bad, because you haven't done anything wrong. And even if you had, I would have forgiven you a long time ago.”My mom joins us and sits next to me on the couch, fresh tears sliding down her face. “I am so happy that you are safe, corinna.”“It feels weird being back, to be honest.” I say, while leaning back against the couch carefully, wincing
Even after my mom told me that her father and his family were Greek, I never looked into it. I've always felt like if he wanted to have a relationship with either her or me, he could reach out to us himself. Of course, now he has no way of ever having a relationship with my mom.No one will ever be able to talk to her again.At least when I die, I'll be able to know that she died knowing that I loved her.“How can I help you?” the nurse at the front desk asks, staring up at me and the twins, who stand so close to me that I can feel their body heat.“Im looking for Cordessa Ayala.” I say, biting my bottom lip.She scrolls through a tablet in front of her.“And your relationship to the patient?” she asks, looking up at me.“I'm her sister.”She asks for my ID, and makes a visitor badge for me before staring at the twins. I immediately put the sticker on my shirt.“And you guys?” she asks, raising her eyebrow.“We are married to Caroline.” Nicholas says, crossing his own arms.“Unfortun
Walking into the hospital, i have so many different emotions going through me, and all at the same time.Im about to be seeing her.Cordessa.My sister.The only family i have left.Well, besides the twins in my stomach, of course.Cordessa Ayala.I remember when i asked my mom why she had named us Corinna and Cordessa.Mom laughs as the words tumbled out of my mouth.“What do you mean by asking me those questions, sweetheart? Do you not like your name?” she asks me, her bright blue green eyes darting over to face me for
What the fuck happened?When I was out into the witness protection program, the only reason Cordessa wasn’t put in it with me was because she wasn’t even at the home with us. My parents had sent her to a family friend in San Diego, California, when I had gone missing. They wanted to be able to focus their entire attention on me. She was only a year younger than me.When the car accident happened, and I was found, my parents had been so elated, so happy, that I was alive.A part of me had broken, but they had gotten me back.They had been planning on bringing Cordessa back home after everything settled down.They never got the chance.
“They? Who are you talking about, Caroline? And who is that on the phone? What’s happening, baby?” Nick asks, slipping off of the bed and coming to stand near me.I raise a hand up to him, silently asking for some space.“The men who kidnapped me. You guys said you knew where they were, that you guys had eyes on them. Is that still true?”They exchange glances, but I do not have time for that right now.“Please just answer the question, Nick. Please.” My voice cracks at the end, and I close my eyes for a moment, trying to keep the tears at b