Veronica's pov
I looked around the room I had been locked in when I woke up, quickly taking in the double bed, the flat screen TV, the door I knew led to the toilet, and the brown closed curtains. I would have yelled but I couldn't as Thomas had gagged my hand and tied my hands and feet. I wondered how long I had been out as I remembered struggling with Thomas. It felt weirdly familiar and I couldn't say why. According to the picture, Hunter was supposed to be the one that kidnapped me since he was the one I left with, but he wasn't the one that kidnapped me now, so what was going on.
I totally didn't remember anything as I had been heavily drugged, but would I have allowed the man that raped me be the one that I felt most comfortable with?Something wasn't adding up and I didn't like it. I saw the doorknob moving before I heard the sound and the door opened. Thomas came in, carrying three bags filled with things. He saw me sitting on the bed and smile
EpilogueWriter's povThe smiles on the faces of the guest as they watched Hunter kiss Veronica couldn't be qualified with any English word. They all shared in the happiness of the Most unlikely yet likely couple of the year. Diana smiled as Mark kissed her cheeks, while rubbing her over grown tummy holding twins. Cynthia and Paul were also smiling, no baby yet, as Cynthia had infertility issues, but they didn't let it ruin their joy or their love. Kelly watched as Leon held her baby, feeling content and at peace. Her father had been released, his paralysis had not been permanent, now able to work after treatment. Personally, this writer would have loved it if it had been permanent, but she was all about forgiven9and second chances. Thomas had been found guilty and was given a sentence of sixty years with no chance of a parole, but Robert, his wife, Jameson and sometimes Veronica, without Hunter's permission, were occasional visitors. He had confessed to all hi
Being trapped in your dreams, unable to leave the rooms in your mind because you're still asleep. This is my nightmare... Veronica Running as fast as my legs could go, I ran towards the old abandoned building ahead, knowing it was the only place for me to hide. In the light of day, that building looked forlorn and sad, but at night it looked like it housed a lot of horrors. Still I ran towards it, my mind seeing it as the refuge it wasn't. Having explored all other options, it was the only way out. Not looking back, I entered the abandoned factory through a hole in the wall, small enough to let my small body squirm through without getting stuck. Once inside, I proceeded to look for a place I could hide. It was not lost on me that my only source of light, the moon, was also my source of discovery; the building had no roof. After a quick search, I finally found a spot that was deep in the dark,
The door bell rang as I opened the door to my favorite place in the world, Diana's Oven. This place and I go way back since I moved here from Seattle. It was here I met my closest friend, Diana. Back then, I had no friend as I didn't mingle with my coursemates much. Diana was the first friend I made before Cynthia. While with Cynthia I had a sister, with Diana I had a soul mate. We had the kind of connection that couldn't be explained or reasoned with. I stood still and spread my arms wide, breathing in the scent of baking cakes. If only perfume makers made perfumes that smelt like cakes, it would have been a hit. Because of my very dramatic reaction, I heard a snickering sound at the counter and I opened my eyes and smiled at my one woman audience. "You look like you just had an orgasm." Diana said teased. "I call it cakegasm, Dee" I replied as I made my way over to the counter. I slap
It was the evening of my appointment and I had been patiently waiting to be called inside. Because of what happened with the stranger three nights ago, I almost decided to scrap the whole thing and find him. I would check if that night was real or it was something I imagined. The next morning, I was thinking of asking the Human resources manager I saw talking to him before the girls arrived when Evans jumped into my office, berating me for my stupid behavior with those two ladies. He kept yelling at me that they were daughters of influential people he was trying to keep as our clients, commanding that I should make sure I send an official apology to them, before the close of work that day. Luckily, Diana dropped by to collect something from me, hearing all he said. If not her begging me to swallow my pride and call the blond I found was named Ashley, I probably would have been out of work by now. "You should have changed those shoes," Diana said, laughing
San Francisco Veronica It hasbeen a three weeks since I started my therapy with Dr Fisher, and it was safe to say that I had seen a lot more progress than I had with all the other therapist combined. I felt this renewed zeal the fight my demons and win. Cynthia and Diana couldn't have been happier. Never did a day pass without them mentioning how they were the catalyst for my change. Everytime they would laugh, acting like I owed them the world for linking me up with Dr Fisher, all I could do was smile and promise them gifts they knew I wouldn't give, at least not without an occasion. I never failed to give them details about each of my sessions because they were interested, but I never shared the budding feeling I had for Hunter. I knew they would be happy for me but I still didn't want to rush it incase it was something fleeting. I thought the first and second meeting was a fluke, but co
Veronica San Francisco, 8:27 pm "Honey, you know you are supposed to come down to celebrate with us. It's your father's thirtieth year as a preacher and his birthday." Mother said on the phone. Luckily, she couldn't see me not paying attention to what she was saying. "I know, mother. But I am currently swamped with work. I promise I'll send Father a gift, I know he will understand." I knew it was nothing compared to me showing up in church but it was the most I could do. I didn't tell father, but I didn't believe in a God that would let his daughter get raped. She sighed resignedly, "It's not about the gift and you know that. Grandma was excited to see you again. Your father and I already prepared your room." She said. I knew what she was doing and I wasn't going to fall for it. Nothing short of an emergency would take me back home, like if anyone of them had been in an accident kind of eme
Veronica San Francisco, 6:23 am The next day I woke up earlier than I normally did to apologise to Cynthia since she leaves early for work. I knocked and knocked on her door but I got nothing. "Cynthia, please let's talk. You know what I said was a mistake right?" I placed my head on the door as I waited for her to answer me. When fifteen minutes passed and I still didn't get anything I turned the door knob and to my surprise it was open all along. It was empty! No Cynthia In sight. Meaning she left earlier than her normal time to avoid speaking to me. That realization caused my heart to ache and I absentmindedly rubbed my chest. Quickly, I typed a ' sorry for being an idiot last night. I didn't mean it.' text. I debated whether I should send it or not. I ended up sending it with more. '.... You know I can be awkward sometimes and say things I don't m
"You haven't told me if Veronica is coming home for my birthday." Jameson asked his wife as they packed some clothes for the shelter they wanted to donate used clothes to. "You already know my answer. Veronica wouldn't want to return here. She says work and all but we know better." His wife replied, sadden by their only daughter's refusal to come home. She couldn't bring herself to look at the man she had been married to for more than thirty years. She knew he adored his little Veronica, she was the light of his heart, that was why she didn't her daughter's refusal to come home. They always had to go visit her in the city if they wanted to see her. "I'll call her again.." Betty began, not wanting to ruin her husband's mood. It wouldn't be complete for him without his daughter there to celebrate with him, even if the whole town would be present. "No, don't bother... Veronica can be very mullheaded. She'
EpilogueWriter's povThe smiles on the faces of the guest as they watched Hunter kiss Veronica couldn't be qualified with any English word. They all shared in the happiness of the Most unlikely yet likely couple of the year. Diana smiled as Mark kissed her cheeks, while rubbing her over grown tummy holding twins. Cynthia and Paul were also smiling, no baby yet, as Cynthia had infertility issues, but they didn't let it ruin their joy or their love. Kelly watched as Leon held her baby, feeling content and at peace. Her father had been released, his paralysis had not been permanent, now able to work after treatment. Personally, this writer would have loved it if it had been permanent, but she was all about forgiven9and second chances. Thomas had been found guilty and was given a sentence of sixty years with no chance of a parole, but Robert, his wife, Jameson and sometimes Veronica, without Hunter's permission, were occasional visitors. He had confessed to all hi
Veronica's povI looked around the room I had been locked in when I woke up, quickly taking in the double bed, the flat screen TV, the door I knew led to the toilet, and the brown closed curtains. I would have yelled but I couldn't as Thomas had gagged my hand and tied my hands and feet. I wondered how long I had been out as I remembered struggling with Thomas. It felt weirdly familiar and I couldn't say why. According to the picture, Hunter was supposed to be the one that kidnapped me since he was the one I left with, but he wasn't the one that kidnapped me now, so what was going on.I totally didn't remember anything as I had been heavily drugged, but would I have allowed the man that raped me be the one that I felt most comfortable with?Something wasn't adding up and I didn't like it. I saw the doorknob moving before I heard the sound and the door opened. Thomas came in, carrying three bags filled with things. He saw me sitting on the bed and smile
Hunter's povI slammed the door of the car, causing some birds resting on a tree to take flight over my head. I looked around the place, wondering why it looked totally decrepit like it had been abandoned."Welcome to bridgeforest." Leon said, spreading his arms round as he read what was written on the old and dusty signboard that had other illegible hand writings on it."It looks abandoned." I stated the obvious as I turned to watch Leon."If you go in, you'll find police tape around some areas of the forest. It was sealed off after the rape and kidnapping incident that took place there." He informed me. I already knew this, not the tape surrounding the cabin, but the incident that took place. It was clear that if the place was a crime scene, it would have been closed off." You ready? " he asked, waiting for me so we could go. I nodded and then he began to walk towards the wood.It took a while before we could get t
Writer's povRobert opened the door of the room and came out, scrubbing a hand down his face as he walked out. His wife had been so tired lately and she couldn't get up as early as she used to as she felt tired. He dragged his feet to the kitchen so he could get a cup of coffee so he could start his day. He stretched and lifted the coffee beans from the first cupboard. It closed with a small bang. He turned to pick up the coffee pot sitting patiently on the isle in the middle of the kitchen."Lovely house!" Robert heard before he could finishing turning. He walked back some steps, looking at the relaxed figure of his half brother. He wouldn't have been that scared if he had known he was there. His eyes quickly roamed the other's body. He moved back to the isle, resting his body on it when his hands went to the spot under the isle where he kept his gun."Looking for this?" Robert saw the gun he been trying to get in his half-brother's palm. Even though the way th
Hunter's povI turned to look at Veronica who had been pretty strong so far, that was till we got on the plane. At the airport, I noticed she was always looking around like she was jittery. I confirmed that by suddenly calling her and she jumped, before proceeding to tell me lies about how she was doing great."I am doing great!" She said on a slightly hitched voice and a thumbs up like she was encouraging me. I shook my head and turned back to check the departure time."We can still go back, and you'll call and send him a gift or book a cruise for him." I said, dragging my eyes to look at her. Her response had been to shake her head, taking a deep breathe in before she told me she was not backing down. Don't get me wrong, I was exceptionally proud of her and her courage, but I knew it was never easy to do something till it was time to do it.Now, she had her fingers digging into the arms of our business class seat. We were both watching a comedy movie sh
Writer's povTom rubbed his palms nervously together as he waited for Duncan to come pick him up. He kept trying to remember the plan and not fail because his freedom from debt depended on what he was about to do. Thinking of the night he cried to his mother about being in trouble, he took his phone from his back pocket and pressed the speed dial number one. He waited for her smooth, calming voice to come on, but the voice he heard was totally different and unexpected."Who is this?" He didn't even bother with a greeting, although he found the voice slightly familiar."Good morning to you too Tom." The man said, irritating Tom more. " This your neighbor from the front." He said, purposely not mentioning his name. Tom saw red, wondering why his mother would be with the middle-aged muscled ex-cop infront at that time. As if he could read his mind, the cop said."Don't worry, she's fine. Your mother and I have been meeting for coffee recently, and we'v
Writer's povMark opened the door to his room, stepping in tiredly. He wondered how he was supposed to prepare for the match the next day especially when he had been so busy to train. Luckily he had been training everyday, unwilling to let that part of his former life go as it was kept him fit and strong. He had just finished talking to Cherry, telling her a story of his time in the orphanage. Cherry loved listening to her father's stories from his time when he was younger,but her all time favorite was the story of him and Diana."I wish I can have a love story like yours and mom." She sighed, looking up at him from the bed, very disadvantaged in height even with him seated. Mark didn't know how to feel about her having a love story like his and his wife because it hadn't been easy at the beginning."I think it's better you have your love story, with a man that will cherish and honor you for life.""But that is what you have with mom? Is it ba
Writer's povDulce turned to look at the person causing the commotion at the door. What she found was totally unexpected. Adams strolled him into the room, walking like he had no care in the world. Everyone turned their heads towards him, watching him as he slinked close to where she stood. He seemed oblivious to the attention he was getting. Philip ran towards the corridor where he had seen Mark enter.Dulce hitched to slap Adam for daring to come to for the wake, but she held back, using one hand to hold the other. Adam made a big fanfare, clearing his throat loudly as he dipped his hand into his suit pocket to bring out a white envelope."I am so sorry for your loss Dulce. Simon was a great man." He said, his eyes totally revealing the insincerity of his words. "At the hospital, I tried to offer my help in paying all the bills but Mark decided to interfere and I couldn't." Diana came to stand in front of Dulce, using her body to shield her. He looked at
Vanessa's pov"Whew!" I exclaimed as I packed the last of my things into my bag, looking around the room incase I might have forgotten something. Nope, I hadn't.I zipped up the bag, wondering how I accumulated more things when what I brought hadn't been as much. You'd think I bought more things and in a way I did get new things, I just wasn't the buyer of those things, I was only the receiver. Helen I found was a serious shopperholic, who especially shopped when things weren't going as well as they should. Hunter's sister, Adriana, too was a hard shopper, buying anything and everything as long as it caught her interest. I got involved in it because they both loved gifting, giving me things when they bought in twos or threes. I had gotten a lot of things I wouldn't even need like a cute dog head tooth brush holder, a twirling shaving stick and many more. It was worth mentioning that I also got some new clothes and dresses. I had throughly enjoyed my stay with them in X