Tycelyn's POVI drove through the familiar yet unfamiliar street, it was different, everywhere was renovated, but I couldn't remember much about it and I haven't been here in the past twenty years."It's been over an hour, where are you?" Daphne asked over the phone and from her voice I already knew she was pissed."Here," I parked in front of the apartment, I came down from the car and waved at Daphne with a smile on my face."What took you so long?" Daphne hit my hand lightly."I was a bit busy, you know," I rubbed the place Daphne had hit."Ky…Kylie," an elderly woman who could barely walk came up to me and started touching my face with tears in her eyes, "It's…it's…my baby."Was that my birth name? Or was that her child's name?"What's wrong with her?" I mouthed at Daphne, she shook her head and shrugged her shoulders."Granny, why did you come outside?" A young teenage girl came outside and held the elderly woman, "She has dementia."Oh, that explains the behavior."Good evening,
Tycelyn's POV"What did you get?" I dropped my bag on the bed when I entered the room."Raw foodstuffs," I smiled weakly at Kenzal."Raw foodstuffs? But you look exhausted," Kenzal dragged the chair at the front of the dressing mirror to where I was sitting. He sat on the chair, placed my feet on his leg and he started giving my feet the massage I didn't know I needed."I just wanted us to make Pizza from scratch," I pouted, I just wanted to enjoy the little time I had."Sure, go freshen up and I will set up everything," Kenzal smiled and I couldn't help but smile back.I stood up to go have my bath when Kenzal said, "Tycelyn, can I ask you something?"My curiosity piqued, this was the first time Kenzal wanted to ask me something, "Sure," I really wanted to know what he was going to ask."Ziora, what do you plan on doing with her?" I was taken aback by Kenzal's question, what does he mean by that? Seeing the confusion on my face Kenzal decided to explain further, "I heard from Daphne
Tycelyn's POV"What happened to Layla?" There was a certain feeling in my chest when Kenzal took my phone from my hand and asked about Layla."She ..she…she.." My patience began to run thin as Brayon was crying and struggling to speak instead of composing himself and talking."You dimwit, can't you talk!!" I yelled over the phone, like save us the time."Where are you?" Kenzal ignored my shouting and asked Brayon."La..lay …la… Layla's….apart_""Just hold on, we will be right there," Kenzal cut Brayon off and ended the call, I guess he didn't have the patience either."I will put on something and I will meet you outside," Kenzal said and left the kitchen.I turned off the oven, picked up my shirt, and wore it. I didn't need to change into anything as I was already wearing an up and down nightwear, I carried my phone and went outside.I couldn't shake out the feeling in my chest, I couldn't erase how worried I saw Kenzal when Brayon mentioned Layla. I knew they had been friends since t
Tycelyn's POV"Tycelyn what's going on?" Kenzal followed behind me as I ransacked Layla's office.It should be here somewhere, she is a doctor, a therapist at that so she should have a camera or something here. I screamed out of joy when I saw a pen cam in her office."What do you need that for?" Kenzal asked, "Tycelyn for crying out loud what's going on!!" Kenzal yelled out of frustration."Didn't you want to desperately rip Mason just to save Layla?" I raised my eyebrows."What?" Kenzal stepped backward a bit, "What are you saying?""I don't know what she means to you, I don't know how much she means to you, but I should at least save myself and at least save her," I stared at him straight in the eyes."Tycelyn, I think you are misunderstanding something here," Kenzal put both his hands on my shoulder and I shrugged it off."What am I misunderstanding?" I looked down when my phone lit up and it was Mason who texted the home address for me."I should get going," I picked up the car k
Tycelyn's POVWhat's this bastard spewing now? If he is Mason then why the heck was he saying Mason was dead?"You lying bastard!!!" Layla picked up books from the shelf and threw them at Mason."Since you two are going to leave this place in a body bag, I might as well tell you my and Grandma's secret?" He smirks, "Let's go down memory lane.""What do you mean Grandma's secret?" I asked, does that mean there was a specific reason Grandma wanted to protect Mason from the beginning?"Shhhh," Mason placed his finger on his lips, "Layla you should thank your stars, on that day I was feeling stressed, I needed to watch life leave someone, that's the only reason why I sent you to get candy at our secret hide out_""Liar…Stop lying!" Layla shouted."Why would I lie? Didn't Zion get shot in the chest?" Mason raised his eyebrows and right now I could see the emptiness I couldn't place my hand on before.Mason unbuttoned his shirt and there were two scars on his chest, he pointed at the gunsho
Tycelyn's POV"Boss, you are being live-streamed right now," Mason opened the door and the bodyguard instinctively shifted back."You said what?!" Mason's eyes went red as he yelled."I was ….I ….was_""You were what?!!!" Mason pointed his gun at the bodyguard's head impatiently.The bodyguard managed to sum up theCourage and said, "I was informed you were being live streamed," he entered the room and turned on the TV.The bodyguard put the channel and my mouth parted in surprise, Millions of people were watching and commenting. Mason or Zion's truth is out."Which of you bitch is with the camera!" Mason yelled, he moved his hand in front of me and that's how he knew I was with the camera."Destroy it yourself," Mason said through gritted teeth and his fist clenching on the gun."Why should I When the police are going to be here soon?" I furrowed my eyebrows, "You what I mean?""You damn bitch!!" Mason used the gun in his to hit my head continuously, Layla screamed and tried to pull
Tycelyn's POVAfter giving enough blood for Layla's surgery and getting my wound checked, I went to meet the other in Grandma's VIP ward."My baby," Grandpa ran and hugged me, "I will make sure that bastard rots in jail for touching you," Grandpa gritted."Don't mess with my grandson," Grandma warned from her bed."Grandma, how are you?" I ran to hug her, "I'm glad you are alright, I was scared," I cried on Grandma's shoulder but she pushed me away from her."Grand…."Grandma raised her hand, slapped me across the face, and yelled, "Don't, I'm not your Grandma!""Grandma!" Kenzal yelled furiously and held me."Mrs Mosiah!" Grandpa called furiously."Mother!" Mr Mosiah yelled and Chloe placed her hand over her mouth.The tears that had gathered in my eyes didn't dare to fall down as I stared at Grandma. Did she hit me? Why? I was more angry because I couldn't hit her."Grandma, what was that for? Why did you raise your hand to my wife," Kenzal held my shoulder gently.My brain and emot
Tycelyn's POVIt's been a boring two months since the day I left the hospital. I came back to Father's house and ever since then, I haven't been allowed to come out. Grandpa also changed my number so no one would be able to contact me."Is it because you aren't in your husband's home that you are dressing homeless?" Brayon opened the fridge and brought out a bottle of milk.I looked at myself and I wasn't that bad, I was in big sweatpants, and a big T-shirt, and my hair was packed in a messy bun."What?" I dragged the bottle of milk from his hand, "Ain't I okay?" I drank directly from the bottle."I can't stand your existence," Brayon slammed the fridge door, "Weren't you taught not to drink directly from the bottle?!"What's his problem? I dropped the bottle inside the sink and went to join them at the dining table."Don't you plan on going to your husband's home?" Ziora asked, I wonder what she was doing here. Ever since I came here, she was always here and it was annoying."Why? Sh