I was mad. That was the truth. Despite knowing it in my heart that my assistant was indeed a female, there was this small doubt that I could be wrong.
No, I had felt it. The rapid beating of her heart, the way her body had responded to me, like it was meant for me. I could still feel her hot breath on my chest and how my body had reacted to her.
It was the same way that I reacted to Carrie and that irked me. it reminded of all the feelings that I had for Carrie, if not stronger.
Even now, the blood was still rushing to my pants so for that sake alone, Car had to be female. If there was any chance that I was wrong, it was going to be painfully awkward.
It was possible she was planted here by my father to spy on me, but why not get an actual man? That was the problem, the moment I thought I found the answer I was met wit
Rain. It spattered on my window, making a disturbing sound but it was a gentle reminder for what today was. I could already feel the dread forming in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to snuggled deeper into my duvet, but I had to get up for work. My consolation was that it’ll be weekend soon and I can have a moment to recollect myself. Just like every other birthday since meeting Charles, I swung my legs over the bed and stood, wearing only sport shorts and a singlet. I walked to the bathroom, not giving myself even a moment to think. When I stripped my clothes I stood in front of the mirror and just stared, my icy fingers tracing my neck. This was the day it all happened. Sometimes I would wonder who it was that saved me, I owed them big time. Other times I would hate them for savi
It was her. The girl I’d dreamt about every single day of my miserable life was Car. Car was Carrie. My hands tightened on the steering wheel as my mind raced. I was happy because she was still alive, breathing and not dead. But I wanted to know, why she was disguised and working in the very company of those that tried to kill her. That only meant that she had an agenda. What hurt me the most was, while I was having nightmares about her and feeling guilty, she was right there under my nose and I couldn’t even recognize her. When I woke up that morning, I had a feeling something was bound to happen, I had thought of all the possible scenarios, but nothing had prepared me for this. The plan had been to head over to the cemetery with Car because for some reason it had felt like she should be there with me. But when
It’s finally here. The day that everything ends. The day that I can finally avenge myself. I woke up with a smile on face, it’s not very often that it happens. I even whistle while I have my bath. Dressing up in an all-black ensemble just as Cassie had asked, I try my best to style my hair, combing it all back, giving much attention to my now blue eyes in the process. Immediately I’m done, I go downstairs to meet Charles who is already making dinner. “It’s been a long ass time since I’ve seen you this happy” Charles said, carrying the tray of food from the kitchen to the table I was already sited at. “Waffles!” I exclaimed giggling, with a mouthful “You sure know how to win my heart Charles” I stood up and kissed his cheek then watch the blush rise from his neck and then spread across
I should not have done that. I didn’t know why I thought that was the best thing to do. It had seemed like the perfect idea at first but now, as I watched the horror on her face it was clear that I shouldn’t have done what I did. The entire hall was in an uproar but that wasn’t my problem. I jumped from the stage despite how high it was and ran to her. I caught her in time before she could hit the floor. I didn’t look at anyone, knowing exactly what expression she would be wearing as I carried her out of the hall. Cassie wanted to come along but Drew held her back by the arm, this was probably the only time he was doing something right in his life. With a nod I kept on going, my eyes meeting Jenny’s from across the room where she sat with. I flashed her a smile to assure her everything was going to be fine. Luckily my ca
Nobody ever questioned anything I said. I gave orders that were obeyed but with Charles he questioned everything that I said. It was like he was out for me in every way. “We can’t leave her here and we certainly can’t take her back to your house” I said again, pinching the bridge of nose. This guy was seriously getting on my nerves. “Dr. Shelby’s house would be a much safer option than what you’re offering” Charles argued, remaining adamant on his decision. “He would have to come in at work and she certainly can’t be left alone in her fragile situation. The best thing is to take her to one of my private houses, no one knows about it, not even my family. And we can all stay there with her, incase anything happens” this time I couldn’t stop my voice from asserting dominance like it
My entire body hurt. It felt like a truck had run me over multiple times and I just lay there as it caused damage to my body. Then there was a dream, and a warm body that lured me out of it. My eyes remained close, everything was quiet, and I could easily tell that I was not in my bed. It felt strange here but at the same time it was oddly comforting. I tried to remember the events that led me here, but my mind was blank. When I could no longer ignore the warmth on my face that would probably be from the window, I opened my eyes. Of all the things I had imagined waking up to, this never came to my mind. All though his eyes were closed, I would recognize that mop of black hair that fell over his forehead anywhere. Without second thoughts I reached over and swept it back, my palm making a gentle contact with his skin. Th
No way. There was no way she could finish the entre waffle that I had made for everyone. I knew she ate a lot but surely even her couldn’t finish this. I watched Charles laugh before setting a timer with his phone and placing it on the table for everyone to see. The one-minute countdown started and the waffle eating monster was awoken. I stared at Carrie with wide eyes as she wolved down waffles faster than an entire football team. She pushed in more than one waffle at the same time into her mouth. The timer went off immediately she swallowed the last waffle. She clapped loudly, her face lighting up as she turned to Charles looking all smug. “What did I tell you young man?” she asked him, pretending to pick at her names “Now you’ve angered the Waffle master” More like waffle monster.
I’m dreaming. A sweet, nice dream for a change. There were no headless creatures chasing me or severed head rolling at my feet. I heard someone call to me, the voice a sweet melody that was so familiar it made me nostalgic. There was an urge to follow the voice but I also couldn’t risk waking up from this dream of mine. I wanted to remain here, in this wonderland where I was happy. The voice soon turned panicked, like there was something wrong but I ignored it. It wasn’t until my body started shaking that I slipped away from my dream. My eyes opening only to be insulted by the sun rays entering through the window. Don was still calling my name when I came to. I glared at him and just couldn’t help it when I stuck my tongue out at him. There was a look of concern on his face but that wasn’t problem. I wa
There’s a light touch on my cheek which slowly pulls me away from the unconsciousness that I was submerged in and I open my eyes slowly so the light in the room wouldn’t hurt them.I can’t see Don’s face with my head bowed but I can feel his presence. Why couldn’t he just listen to me and leave the boat.I wasn’t sure how many hours that has passed so it was impossible to tell just how much time was left to convince him to leave without me. I had to save him so he could keep my little Jenny safe from the cruel family she was born into.When his hand cupped my cheek I leaned into it, savoring his touch because it was potentially the last.I don’t let myself dwell in what could have been, only because I couldn’t feel anything. I wasn’t sure which drug Cassie had given me but it was really strong and I felt partially grateful because it made the torture I just went through more bearable for me.He
It takes more than a busted lip and a swollen eye to get me away from Carrie’s body. The strong hands holding me drag me all the way to Mr. Zaverelli’s room and I don’t make it easy for them, I fight the entire way.The only let me go when we’re standing in front of the room and I stand up with a huff. If Carrie wasn’t in their mercy then I would have killed them all, every one of them that laid a hand on us both.I burst into the room, the door opening with a loud bang, Mr. Zaverelli is standing there, like he had been expecting me.“Well well, what do we have here?” he says, clicking his tongue.I stand to my full height, ignoring the pain that it caused my sides “You have to release her now!”He doesn’t seem put off by my yelling, it doesn’t even faze him. He just continues to sip on his drink like we were about to have casual conversation.“We don’t even know w
For a moment the only sound in the quiet dark hallway is the sound of us breathing heavily. My mind scrambles to put answers together when he turns me to face him.There’s a dark shadow cast on him from the lack of light but I could easily see the anger in those eyes of his.“Who was that man?” he repeats and I don’t make any move to answer him. I didn’t even owe him an explanation.He shook me furiously “Goddamn it Carrie, who was that man and why were you sneaking around with him?” he yelled, despite the fact that anyone could come out at the moment and see the both of us in this awkward situation.“What’s it to you?” I finally say when I find my voice.My words have a certain effect on him because he releases me from his hold and pushes me away.“You’ve been seeing someone else this entire time haven’t you?” his voice is strained “That was why
I clutch my phone in one hand and dial the number that decides everyone’s fate. For a moment I’m not sure he’s going to pick but after a few rings the coarse voice I thought I would never hear again feels my ears.“So Cinderella finally decides to come back to her prince”, I don’t miss the lightness of his tone so I know that he just finished smoking outside the yard, where he would stay up all night to watch the sunrise.“How did you know it was me?” I asked, my free hand clamping against my forehead.“Because you called at the right time, just when I’m done with business and about to unwind with a joint or two” there’s a hint of tiredness in his voice but I’m certainly not calling him because I’m worried about him so I don’t push it.“Hello Sherp” I greet properly, clearing my throat “I have a request to make if you don’t mind” I sudde
The dinner was a disaster.I’m going to put an end to everything tonight.I storm down the dark hallway trying to find my father’s room, in a few minutes he’ll be back here alone and without any of his men to protect him from my wrath.Killing him would be more than enough for me. I pat the knife I had strapped to my thigh, I was going to give him the honour of dying the same way that he intended for me to.I’m about to turn the corner when I bump into someone, I almost groan in frustration when I see that it’s Cassie.“I’m sorry, didn’t see you coming” I apologize quickly and start to leave when she grabs my hand.“You shouldn’t apologize, I didn’t see you coming either”. I smile and thugs on her hand but she hold on tighter.“I was looking for you anyway, come with me”I’m about to protest but she just drags me along and I follow.
I lean on the door immediately I close it. Tears drops from my eye as I muffles a sob with my palm.The truth was, Carrie was very much alive and was madly in love with him but I couldn’t say that for both our sake.At the end of the day I was just going to hurt him, that is all I was capable of and even his love for me wouldn’t be enough for the both of us, or even enough to keep me alive and by his side.Our story was bound to be a painful one.I’m removing my shirt when my door suddenly burst open and an excited Cassie walks into the room. I immediately button up and turned to her.“You should have knocked” I say, my voice stern and cracked from crying.She giggles and that had to be the most annoying sound I ever had to hear in my entire life. “The entire family is having dinner and I want you to come with me” her voice is chirpy like she has had one too many drinks.I deadpan “It&rs
My heart is still skipping from seeing Carrie but it has nothing on my anger with the man in front of me. He glares at me but says nothing as I take the seat in front of me.It takes everything to plaster a smile on my face and act casually like he’s not the reason Carrie is not in my arms or why she felt the need to avenge the wrong he did to her.“It’s not everyday I get to see you walk into my office without your father making you come” Mr. Zaverelli said, his eyes creasing with a hint of amusement.“It’s not everyday that my brother’s wife hosts a boat cruise in honour of her ruined birthday” I retort, my vein already pulsing and itching for a fight.“I’m not sure it counts since you ruined the birthday party yourself” he mused, becoming more comfortable on his seat as he regarded me with cold, unfeeling eyes and I knew just why. The presentation I’d done was exactly the reason I&
There’s a loud knock on my door that pulls me out of a deep sleep and I’m about to ignore it and go back when I remember where I am. Springing out of bed I immediately open the door to see one of the serving men.“Mr. Zaverelli wants to see you in his office immediately” he said, his voice gruff like he didn’t want to be here, well that made two of us.I close the door and rush to my bathroom to make sure I was properly dressed and nothing was going to give me away. This was my own father so I couldn’t make any mistakes with him.Pushing my hair to the side, I make sure I have no resemblance whatsoever to Carrie. My contact lens were on hiding my real eye color away from anyone.I was out the door when I suddenly turned back and entered the bathroom. I grabbed the small gun I had hidden under the sink and slipped it into the band of my pants before covering it with my shirt. It never hurt to be prepared.With a d
I immediately know that Carrie is not with me when I wake up. I remember that she told me she was heading to the bathroom and relax, I hate not waking up with her in my arms but she’ll always come back to me.These past days has been the best I could ever hope for and I have her to thank for it. Deciding to just meet her instead of waiting all day in bed, I get up and go to the kitchen to get started on breakfast.I’m whistling as I get started on her waffles, pretty sure the aroma was going to bring her straight to the kitchen.It was Jenny who came running first “Daddy!” she yelled as she sat at the table, still rubbing her eyes from sleep.“Did you sleep well honey?” I asked her, flipping the eggs on fire before turning to her. She nodded, a tooth grin on her face as I took another glance at the door.“Looking for mummy?” She teased, a soft chuckle falling from her lips “I haven’t seen