“Oh, babe”, Alex finally came out of his morbid thoughts. His face lit up with a radiant smile, sending warmth to his heart as he opened the door for her to come in, but he realised she was looking rather dejected.“What is wrong”, he asked Megan, who took in deep breaths with a distant gaze.“I… I never thought I would one day come up to my father, I had always been afraid to approach him and scared that he may get enraged”. She mumbled with tears slowly streaming down her cheeks.“But today, I did it Lex, she called him by the nickname she came up with. I did it". She chuckled in between her cries, this was an achievement to her.Alex could only rub her back to console her. “Let it out meg, I will be the shoulder you can always cry on. You don't have to face it alone”. He whispered into her ears as he gently took her blond hair from her face.“Thanks lex”. She squeezed into his clothes as she cried more. After a few moments later she composed herself, not believing she broke down a
“Excuse me”. Maliya raised her brows, wondering if she actually heard right.“I am sorry, I am kind of tipsy right now. But it's just that you look like someone really familiar”. Loyd explained in a subtle voice.“It's alright. I don't think we have met”. Maliya lied. It was best she didn't bring up that dreadful memory. Even though she had the urge to run up to him and tell him how extremely excited she was that she got to see him again.“I will just leave”, she pointed to the door but was interrupted.“You are maliya right! We met at the grave where you happened to visit your mother's grave as well”. Loyd's voice cracked as he remembered that awful day.#flash back#Loyd knelt in front of his mother's tombstone as he held flowers in his hands. Tulips to be precise. They were her favourite flowers, which would always give her the biggest smile whenever she was given one.His hands trembled as realization set on him. Every end of the months he visits his mother's grave he would come t
His lips trailed onto her neck sniffing in the natural scent of her body.“Wait”. Maliya suddenly stopped him by holding his hands, “do you think this is right”? Her chest heaved upwards and downwards due to her sudden state of euphoria.“I don't care if this is right or wrong”. Loyd muttered with difficulty.“Right because I don't care either”. She smiled mischievously before she was grabbed by him. His hands massaged the back of her neck, and slowly he moved to the strap of her clothes.“We can't do it here maliya, I have a suit in the club, why don't we go there,” He Interrupted their spicy moment.“Oh, I see you like privacy then”. Maliya chuckled as she took a step away from Loyd, but the desperation of being close to him was still evident.“Well, I'd like to make this moment memorable for both of us”.Maliya felt butterflies in her tummy, he just said he would like to remember this moment between them, he was definitely not like other men. Don't get her wrong, she hasn't been wi
“It's okay, Jane. I already got what I wanted”. Maliya said. Yes, this is what you are thinking. She had carefully stalked Loyd to the club and even followed him to the restroom, I mean, how is it possible for her to mistakenly enter into the male restroom when they were clearly separated and even distinguished by the signal board.“Cool then, I will see you later”, her friend said over the phone before hanging up. Maliya took some Time to take in the memories of the night stand with Loyd. It was magical, she couldn't help but think about how his hands trailed her skin.“Oh! Fuck”. She exclaimed, she shouldn't be thinking about this though, so she quickly stood up, taking her clothes that were scattered all around. Soon she had worn her clothes and she walked out of the door.Leaving the silent room with a loud bang.*****“Arghhhhhhh”, Elizabeth screamed monstrously, her arms sweeping across the dining table, sending the ceramics and cutleries crashing violently on the floor.“What d
“Anything”, Elizabeth questioned with raised brows and an inward smirk.“Yes, I mean anything at all”. Wasn't this pathetic, this was supposed to be the other way around, Elizabeth was supposed to apologise for keeping something very crucial and important away from him but here he was kneeling with teary eyes and begging for Elizabeth to take him back.“Then I have just one request”, she said subtly.“Let me hear it, I promise to grant it in whatever way I can”.“Divorce”. She said without any facial expression.“What”, Greg exclaimed, he wasn't so sure if he heard right, after all he tends to be hallucinating these days and keep hearing things that are actually not true.His lips twitched as he finally took on the courage to speak again. “I don't think I heard right but what”….“I want a divorce, Greg, that is what I want”. Her eyes set ablaze as she felt nothing but loathe towards this man.“But why?” He asked, her voice mentioning divorce continued to replay in his head that it tri
“Who is he?” Greg roared, his face slightly twitching due to the intensity of his lividness.“What do you mean Greg?” Elizabeth questioned, Even though her heart was literally in her mouth.“You know what I mean. Who is the new man you are obsessed with, huh?”.Elizabeth starts to laugh hysterically and maniacally. Making Greg confused for a few minutes.“Don't be silly, there is no man and didn't you see in the reports that I got cured of my OCD and no longer obsess over men for a short period of time. I want a divorce”. She exclaimed fiercely.“Then as long as I live in this world then I would never let you have that divorce”. He stated very sternly. He moved angrily towards the door as he couldn't stand being in the same room as Elizabeth right now. But as he got closer to the door he suddenly paused, turning slowly towards Elizabeth whose chest was still heaving.“I strongly doubt you got cured”, he said with a glint before opening the door. As he opened the door he caught his mo
“Calm down, Alex, it's not like I am going to eat your sister or something”, Mike smirked with a sinister gaze.“What the fuck do you mean by that”. He said before turning to Jasmine, giving her a death.“I don't know what you are doing here with him, and I don't even want to know. Just go home. I will get John to take you home and”…..“No, Jasmine took courage, her heart racing like someone who has just participated in a relay race. I won't go home just because you say so”.“I want to have dinner with Mike”, she moved backwards a little, she knew how dangerous Alex could be, but she knew he wouldn't hurt her either.“Huh”! Alex scoffed as if not believing what his ears just heard. He looked at Mike, his eyes had this confidence, confidence that told a cunning tale. His eyebrows arched up suddenly as if finally putting his thoughts together.“Are you guys together?” he suddenly asked. His hands formed into fist.“Alex please calm down”, Megan interjected, but Alex was out of his mind
After the call, Alex got into his car and drove. He had no idea where he was going, but he could not help but drive recklessly. How could he have hurt her? He punched the steering of the car before parking in front of the club.He entered with a heavy heart as he needed a drink to put his emotions in place.“I will have whiskey”. He muttered to the bartender, who quickly obliged to his orders. He knew Alex so well that he feared that if he messed up, he would be six feet down.Soon he returned and gave Alex what he had ordered with all due courtesy before attending to other clients.“I am going to fucking kill you, Mike”, Alex whispered under his breath. That was the way he felt, but would it be fair if he actually killed him? He had been a monster all his life, he dated Mike's sister sometimes back.Mike warned him not to break his sister and he agreed, but later on, She cheated, and he lost interest because he never truly loved her anyways.She tried to get back with him, but he ref
Mr. Leonard’s footsteps echoed softly as he descended the stairs, his eyes were dull as he scanned the room. Alex, Megan, Enzo, and Loyd stood, all eyes on him. Jake clung to his mother's side, his small hand gripping hers tightly."Jake," Leonard said softly, stepping forward with a smile. “You look so much like your mother.” Megan swallowed, her lips pressed tightly together, but she didn’t respond. Her grip on Jake’s hand tightened as Leonard reached out to touch the boy’s face. Jake smiled a little but moved behind his mother to hide. He knew Grandpa hurt mum, so he was also angry.Leonard’s hand dropped slowly, hurt. “Maybe I deserve that,” he murmured, sighing as he pulled back. Enzo cleared his throat as dinner was served and they all moved to the table, sitting in silence as the sound of cutlery clinking on dishes became the only noise.After a long pause, Leonard cleared his throat and looked up at his children. “I know I wasn’t a good father.”Loyd scoffed, muttering under
Two years later.Things may have seemed like they will never go back to normal for Megan, it was from one trouble to another bigger one. However it says with trouble comes ease.Megan stood in front of the crystal like window as she admired the light blue sky. How she wishes she could just stand here forever. As it reminded her of her better and bad Days.“Mummy, we are going to be late, daddy is waiting”. Little Jake, who was not so little anymore, bugged his mother with his sharp and piercing tone.Yes, Megan and Alex got married last year and they have been happy together. You might wonder what happened to Evelyn and Brittany. Well Evelyn was dead obviously.However Brittany's life never remained the same. She got depressed and started taking drugs, Mr Leonard still considered her his daughter so he sent her to rehab.“Oh, baby, Megan's face lit up with a smile. How she loved this little boy. Mummy is done already, let's go”. She grabbed onto his hands and moved towards the living
Life can be unpredictable right. Evelyn was still dazed, it felt as though her legs couldn't move.“No,no that is not true, she sniffed hard. It's not true. He died, I was winning and all of you were my puppets, everything was going according to my grand plan”. She kept emphasising on her words while pointing at Leonard.“Shut up woman, he interjected. I was never dead even if you did everything possible to get me out of the way. I heard the things you said to me while I was unconscious”.Evelyn gasped for the upteenth time. “How is this possible?” However instead of feeling remorse for her evil activities, she felt nothing but anger. It brewed slowly inside of her that it made her burst.“It's all your fucking fault. Did you think after how you betrayed me I will just let you into my life again. I accepted you because of your wealth and what you had to offer to our daughter”.“And I killed your wife to make sure nothing gets in my way again but your stupid witch of a daughter just ha
Brittany was feeling feverish, a feeling that what she was doing wasn't good. However her urge to have Alex just to herself was even greater.“It's too bad we have to get separated in this way, Meg”. Evelyn whispered to Megan as she finally cocked her gun and pointed it at her.“Please, Megan begged weakly. I will go far away with my son and never return”. Jake was the only person she could think of at that moment. She needed to keep him away from harm.“It's too late darling, Evelyn sucked her lips showing false sympathy. You should have disappeared when you had the chance”. She said with a glint in her eyes.“Don't worry meg, Brittany is going to take care of him and Alex”. Evelyn pointed the gun at Megan, this time with the intent of pulling the trigger. She has said all that needed to be said. While Brittany watched with mixed feelings.Everything seemed to be in slow motion to Megan. The moment felt like an eternity. The air grew thick and heavy, pressing against her chest, maki
The fear in Megan's heart was sharp, her pulse quickening as Evelyn stood over her, gun in hand, her expression twisted with a mixture of anger and satisfaction.Brittany stood nearby, her posture tense, her face a mask of conflicting emotions. Megan could see the hesitation in her sister’s eyes, a flicker of uncertainty that was an opposite of the cold malice she had shown earlier. But there was no time to dwell on it. Not with Evelyn so close, her finger poised on the trigger.“Stay out of this, Brittany,” Evelyn snapped, her voice hard and cold. “You’re just as stupid as Sonia was, and that’s why she’s dead.”Evelyn’s words cut through the air like a knife, and Megan’s heart lurched. She looked at the woman closely, wondering if she'd just misheard. Did she just admit to knowing about her mother's death? “What do you know about my mother's death? Megan asked with a shaky voice. She watched as Evelyn struggled to maintain her composure, her hand shaking slightly as she pressed the
consciousness crept back into her mind. The pounding in her head was unbearable, a dull ache that intensified when she tried to open her eyes. “Damn," she hissed as the migraine hit her in full force. She felt like her head was splitting in half and she couldn't even help it. “Where am I?" She muttered as she turned. She blinked several times, trying to adjust to the dim light filtering through the room. It was then that the cold, hard reality hit her—she was tied tightly to a chair, her wrists and ankles bound with rough rope that dug into her skin.Panic surged through her, and she instinctively began to struggle against her restraints. The chair creaked under the force of her movements, but the ropes held firm. “Who is here! Help me!" She called out, wiggling. Panicked, she glanced around her, the memories of what had just happened assailed her. Someone had grabbed her from behind and she'd passed out with the pungent smell forced in her face. She'd been drugged and now she was
Megan shivered, she had a bad feeling that her sister, Brittany had done something crazy. Why else was she calling just when she couldn't find her son and then she was laughing like a psychopath. “Brittany?" She called out over the phone, standing in the living room and shivering in her shoes. “I guess you're home by now, because I know that you wouldn't have answered my call otherwise," she said with a casual tone. “Why are you calling?" Megan asked carefully. She had a bad feeling in her guts that Brittany's call wasn't just a coincidence. “You know why I'm calling, Megan, don't play dumb with me," Brittany replied with a stiff tone. Megan sighed, taking deep breaths to steady herself. She was already trembling and she couldn't find her voice. "Brittany, what is this about?” She asked, already losing her patience. The anxiety was killing her and clearly Brittany was trying to mess with her head. How on earth did she know that she'd just gotten home? And what did that have to do
Brittany stood in the doorway, a forced smile plastered on her face as she gazed at her nephew, Jake. She had a sly smile on her face. How lucky she was, as if everything in nature was just sending her a sign. Her mother's plan would work out smoothly. “Hey little boy," she said with a sugary tone. But Jake just looked up from his painting and gazed at her blankly without saying a word, his eyes almost bored. “Come on, won't you say hello to your aunty?" Brittany tried again with an even more sweet voice but inwardly she was rolling her eyes. “No," Jake gave a single monotonous reply and didn't bother explaining himself, he just picked up his crayons and continued stroking each color across his white paper. Brittany sneered as he turned his face away, he was indeed a miniature version of his mother, Megan, with the same piercing blue eyes and mischievous grin. It was almost like he was staring at Megan's younger self right there on the couch. "Oh, Jake, I'm sure you don't really
Brittany paced back and forth in the fancy little cafe. She couldn't help the anxiety and anger that she felt. The thought of them made her nauseous. “She is in there with him as we speak!" She said and drummed her fingers on the table again. Evelyn had a very calm look on her face. But then that was typical. She wasn't easily ruffled, she always had a plan for everything and that was exactly why her daughter trusted her to find a solution. “Calm down, Brittany, anger never solved anything, what you need to do is plan," she advised. Brittany was exasperated, she hissed, “Calm? How can I possibly be calm right now?" She asked, spreading her arms. “She is with my husband and he won't even allow me see him, he told me to stay out of his way." Smiling, Evelyn waved it all off like it didn't matter. “Come on, Alex is just licking his wounds. You should allow him to do that.” She replied. "I don't know how long that will last for and frankly I don't wish to find out. All I know is that