Max drove his taxi towards the direction of a big boutique in the city, "Won't you be late for the interview?" He asked."I am already late, I will still try my luck and see if I can get employed," She said with a melancholic tone. "Just get me to the boutique.""Okay, ma'am," He said, making a turn."Are there possibilities of you dropping me at the boutique and also taking me to the company? Please," She begged."I don't mind, ma'am. I shall drop you at the company," He said, halting at a boutique with the name 'GRACE'"Grace," Giselle said when she saw the name. "I shall see you shortly, Mr. Max. Hold on," and she walked into the boutique using the door."Hello, ma'am. Welcome to GRACE'S boutique and store, how can I be of help to you?" The receptionist greeted, smiling at her."Good day," She greeted, "I need a dress for official purposes, I have an interview," She said to the lady.The receptionist made a call with the intercom system, and called for a take round service to take
This morning, she turned on her bed and a tune rang into her ears.Giselle had set her alarm the previous night to ring by 6AM this morning, so she wouldn't be late for work. Afterall, it will be her first day at work. Getting into the bathroom, she took off her clothes. Grabbed the sponge and soap and rubbed her body when she merged both. She came out of the bathroom and graced her fine body with her body cream, then wore the already washed and ironed dress the car splashed puddles on. And then, selected the handbag of her choice. She walked into the living room when she sprayed perfume on her body and met Thomas drinking tea from a cup, "good morning, Tom," She greeted Thomas."Who is the latest employee in town?" Thomas asked teasingly."Giselle Jones, I am," She answered laughing."Good morning, how was your sleep?" He asked after hugging her shortly."Fine, how was yours?" She asked, drinking tea from the cup Thomas handed to her. "Fine too, want a ride?" Thomas asked. "Naaa
Work life had started fully for Giselle and it was fun for her."Don't kill yourself with this job," Thomas once said when he woke up by midnight and saw her working with her laptop system.Laughing at the statement, she answered, "naaaaa, I can't. But, I have to finish this job before tomorrow," She answered, sipping from her glass."How is your friend?" Thomas had asked."What friend?" She asked."Helen," He answered."Well, she's fine. Working hard," She answered. "What are you up to by this time of the night, Thomas?""Can't I have a drink in my house again? I want to have a drink," He answered and left for the kitchen. He came out with a glass of juice.They had their juice together, chatted for a while, and Giselle continued with her work.It was exactly one week after her resumption at Rock company, she got to work that day. "Good morning, Helen," She greeted her friend and walked to her desk."Hi, sweetie. Have a nice day at work," Helen said, hugging her shortly. "Good morn
It was the weekend, Thomas and Giselle went for a visit at their parent's house.On their way to the city, they bought refreshments for their parents. "Mom should like this one," Giselle said, observing a chocolate cake."Pay for it yourself, afterall you are working," Thomas said, holding an object he found attractive.They arrived at the house late in the afternoon, after ringing the house bell, Ellen appeared at the door and gave a loud scream: "My babies!" She opened the door wider and hugged Giselle first before hugging Thomas."I thought someone didn't see me at first," Thomas teased, hugging his mother."How couldn't I?" Ellen smiled, taking a small bag from Giselle."He is jealous, mom," Giselle said, hugging Ellen again. "How was your trip down here?" Ellen asked when they finally settled on the chairs."Fine, mom. I had to wake Giselle very early to prepare for this journey. You know how she sleeps," Thomas said, looking towards Giselle's direction."Must you always embarra
Tuesday morning;"The CEO visits tomorrow!" It rang in Giselle's ear and she jumped up on her bed."Good morning!" She greeted Thomas in a hurry, storming out of the house."Easy, Gis! What's up with you?" Thomas asked, observing."The CEO visits today, I'm in a hurry to finish with today's work before his arrival," Giselle said, putting her keys in her handbag."Tea?" Thomas asked, handing his own cup of tea to Giselle."Naaaaa, I'm fine. I'll sort myself out at work. Thank you," She said walking out from the door."Have a nice day at work!" Thomas screamed at her when she already left."Thank you," Giselle muttered, running to the gate.She flagged down a cab, after negotiating with the driver she hopped into the cab and they moved in the direction of Rock company.She got down from the cab and heaved a sigh of relief, "thank you, sir," She greeted the cab man after handing him his pay, then stormed into the company."Good morning, you're at work early today," Janet, the cleaner at
She was mad at herself for saying 'sorry' to this man, she remained bowed, unmoving. "You may lift your head," He said, laughing.She lifted her head, angry at herself for saying 'sorry' to Mr. Greg."I forgive you for throwing your spittles on me, and also spending my money. And slapping my worker inclusive," His voice thundered, deep.She still didn't talk. "Leave my office," He commanded."What!?" She asked, surprised."Leave my office. Or do you have something to offer?" He smiled, looking in her direction."No, I don't. You, you…….you should apo…lo..gize," Giselle found herself stammering."What for?" He asked, looking at her eyes and smiling."You should apologise for splashing puddles on my dress!" She said with a louder voice."I paid for another dress, Miss. I gave you fifty dollars!" He said, changing the tone of his voice."It doesn't change anything," She said again."Ohhh, really? I thought otherwise. Now, leave my office!" He commanded, looking at his system to face hi
Raging with anger in his office, Greg sat back on his chair. It was Friday morning.Mr. Greg looked at his system again and stood up throwing an object at his office door. Just then, Mr. Hayden, the Manager, walked in with shock, "what's the problem, sir?" He dodged the object that almost hit him. Looking at the Manager with an angrier face, he got closer holding the man on his neck, "you bastard!"Struggling with his own neck for breath, Hayden begged, "would you please calm down, sir? What's the problem?" Realising what he just did, he withdrew his hand from Hayden's shirt, went to the face of his system, "take a look," He invited, showing him something on his computer system."What!?" Hayden looked again to be sure of what he just saw."Who did this?" Greg asked, holding another object and sitting on his chair again."I….. have no….. idea," Hayden stammered.Getting up from his seat again, he graced him with a slap that landed him on the floor. Groaning in pain, Hayden begged,
Few days after Giselle's suspension from work:Giselle stayed back at home, Ellen left a few days after she was suspended."I'll miss you, mom," She cried that day. "I'll be home all alone while Thomas goes to his office everyday.""I'll miss you too, baby!" Ellen had consoled, hugging her daughter shortly. "You'll resume soon, you know?""I know, I'll still be here for a while! One more week and a few days," She cried. And here, she was all alone, unplanned. She couldn't video chat with her friend, Helen. She was always busy during the day with work and always had to wait for night calls. Thomas went to work everyday, leaving Giselle all alone at home. He always came back in the evenings. Most times when he arrived, Giselle was in her room snoring.Meanwhile, at Rock company: Erica enjoyed her stay at the office. With thoughts of having the CEO to herself all alone."How is your friend?" She had once asked Helen."Which of them?" Helen asked back, knowing fully she was referring to
She saw a shadow from the door of her ward, Greg's physique."Ohhh," She heaved a sigh of relief."Hi," He greeted, walking into the ward."Greg?" She called him. "I am pregnant," She said again, watching him approach her. "I know," He said, looking at her."Ohh, you do?" She asked, looking at his face. "Yes," He said, nodding his head."It's a good one, right?" She asked, a smile on her face."Yeah," Greg said again, smiling with her. "How are you?" He asked, the smile fading."Fine," She said, looking at his face. "Greg?" She called, sitting up on the bed."It's fine," He said, sitting beside her on a chair close to her bed. "I am sorry," She said again."It's fine," He said again, standing on his feet. "You'll return back to the cell in 24 hours.""Yeah," She said, nodding her head...."I took a flight the moment I saw the news," Thomas said, calling the thinking woman to reality."Tom!" She said, walking to the door."I'm sorry," Thomas said, tears trickling down his face.
Flashback:"Shut up!" She screamed at Robb, pointing her gun at his face."Who are you?!" The old man asked, his hands in the air. He freezed, realising the doom he was in. "Please," He pleaded."Pamela Benson," She announced, her gun still pointed at his face.Present: "Pamela?" Robb asked, searching for her face in the mask."The man you killed 10 years ago," She said, cocking her pistol. "What?!" The old man asked in astonishment, bringing his hands down."This is for what you did to my family," Giselle said again, shooting at him."Hey!" The old man screamed, holding his son on the floor."Greg?!" Robb screamed, touching his son's body.She blinked twice to be sure her sight didn't fail her. "Greg?" She said, shifting from her spot. She shot at the man. But, his son ran into the scene and received the bullet."Ohh, no!" She whispered, her hands shaking, while she threw the hard pistol to the floor. "What did you do?!" The old man cried, his hands still on the body of his son.
A knock was heard on Thomas's door, causing him hurrying to the door."Hi," Giselle greeted, standing outside his house."You want to stay outside?" He asked, laughing."I wouldn't mind," She answered, a smile on her face."Come on in!" He shouted at her, opening the door wider."I will!" She said, walking into the house. "Welcome, baby," Thomas greeted. "Thank you, Tom," She greeted, smiling. "How are you?" She asked."Fine," He said simply, watching her sit. "How are you too?""Just fine, bigger," She answered, raising her legs to the chair."You didn't bring anything for your brother, the best sister ever!" Thomas mocked."Really?!" Giselle asked, laughing. "Yeah! Is this weight you're adding, Giselle?" Thomas said, looking at her on the chair she sat on. "Weight?" Giselle asked, examining herself."You're damn fatter than the last time we saw!" Thomas said again, looking at her."I don't go out there, remember?" Giselle said, standing on her feet for a better view of herself.
She peeped through again to be sure her sight didn't fail her."Dad," She muttered, recognizing the man in the picture."Dad," She said again, recognizing the other man as Greg's father. "How?!" She asked, flipping pages to see more of the pictures.She flipped and saw more pictures of Robb and her father, Mr. Benson.Rushing through the stairs back to the big living room to see her father-in-law, she almost tripped."Easy honey," Robb said, watching her walk to his side."Where's Greg?" She asked, smiling at the old man."He stepped out a while ago, dear," Robb answered."Okay," She said, walking closer to the old man."What do you want?" Robb asked, watching her approach him. "Who is this man?" She asked, showing him a picture in a page from the album."Ahhhh!" Robb said, smiling. "Benson.""Benson?" Giselle said, feigning innocence. "That's Mr. Benson," Robb answered, looking at her face. "Where is he?" She asked again, her gaze fixed on his face."He's dead," he answered. "He
They walked out of the bed one morning after kissing each other, "good morning.""How are you?" Greg asked, kissing her again."Fine. How are you?" Giselle asked back, touching his hairy chest."Fine," He said, kissing her neck when his phone rang."I'm downstairs," Giselle whispered, kissing him again while she walked away from the room."Let me take this call," She heard him say before walking away from the room...."Baby?" Greg called, walking to the kitchen where she was making breakfast. "Baby," She answered back, her face filled with smiles."What are you making?" He asked, peeping at the pan on the fire from her back where he stood."Pancakes," She answered, turning to look at him."Good enough," He said, kissing her neck from behind."Right?" She asked, adding another set of flour to the pan on the fire."You remember Robb?" Greg asked, a smile on his lip."No," She answered, teasingly."Do you remember Robb Thompson?" He asked again, enjoying the moment. "Yeah!" She answ
She shot at their bodies again, causing the almost dead ones to die instantly."Good!" She praised herself, patting the pistol in her hand. Smiling at what she just did, Giselle gripped her knife."Hmmm!" She said, struggling with the thick knife on the bodies of her prey."KM!" She said again, standing up to leave the house."Here! Go to hell!" She muttered again, kicking the bodies and walking out through the door.She mounted her bike, driving through the streets again in the middle of the night. ** ** **She walked into Thomas's house, seeing him asleep. She returned the bike to it's spot, changed her costume and walked out of her brother's house.Mounting her husband's car, she drove out of the compound, in search of her own home in the darkness. She drove back into her home in not less than 2 hours to see Greg still sleeping."This worked!" She said, walking to her own side of the bed."Baby!" She said, hugging her husband to herself while she drifted
2 weeks later:Giselle sat at the eatery with her best friend, Helen, when her phone rang."Come over to the house after work," Thomas said over the phone."Everything okay?" She asked, listening to everything he said with care."I've got an update," He explained."I'll join you when I'm done here," She said before ending the call. "What's up?" Helen asked, looking up to her friend."It's nothing, Tom wants to see me," She said in explanation, sitting back on the chair she stood up from. "Ohhh, is he alright," Helen asked again."Yeah, siblings thing," Giselle said, smiling. "I can imagine," Helen said, laughing."Yeah, yeah," Giselle said, nodding her head. "Gist me.""Jake asked me out," Helen said, smiling."He did!" Giselle asked, giggling."Yes!" Helen said again, laughing with excitement."What did you tell him?""Yes.""You did?!" Giselle screamed, hitting her friend on the shoulder."Yes!" Helen said, laughing. "Do you like him?" Giselle asked, looking at her friend with s
2AM:She jumped out of the bed, searching for something."What is it?" Greg asked, rushing to her side."It's nothing serious," She said, returning to the bed."Are you okay, baby?" He asked again, laying beside her on the bed, his hand on her neck."I'm not sick, Greg," She said, placing her head on the pillow."Are you looking for something?" He asked again, with a worried look on his face."I thought I left my handbag at the hospital yesterday.""Ohhh!" Greg said, satisfied she gave him an answer. "It's in your wardrobe.""Okay," She said, smiling. "Go to sleep," She begged, kissing his lips.She watched him close his eyes with a smile on her face. ...Dawn:"Good morning," She greeted, walking into her brother's ward."Gis," He greeted, smiling and sitting up on the bed."When will you be discharged?" She asked, sitting on a chair beside the bed."Tomorrow," He answered."I can't find my babies," She whispered, looking him in the eyes."What babies?" Thomas asked with a confuse
'R' and 'T' have decided to hire a private investigator to look into the case. It has been a terrific moment for R and T after the death of their third party, Dave.They came together at a place to discuss the way forward."What do we do at this point?" R questioned."I don't know, someone is haunting us," T said, thoughtfully."Dave was killed few days after Kev's death," R said, looking at his friend."Not just Kev. But, his entire workers!" T spat."Dave's household members died the same night with him too!" R remarked."His gateman too," T said."We need to do something, friend," T said again."Who shall we call?" R questioned T with a look of worry on his face."I wouldn't know," T answered, with more look of worry on his face. ** ** **The Thompson's house:Two bodies stirred on a big bed, clutching themselves."Wake up," Greg said, smiling."Why?" Giselle asked, stirring again."Because it's morning," He answered, ruffling her hair."Tch!" She hissed.