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Chapter 94: Nikki
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Withstanding the Odds Chapter 95: Nikki
I don't notice where I am walking until I look up and spot the Serendin Atlas in front of me. How ironic that Bronson kicked me out and this is the first place I turn, the place that is currently trying to destroy him, destroying me along the way. I didn't know where to go, I could have stayed on the streets or even strapped myself inside a rundown hotel until the morning where I would undoubtedly go over and try speaking with Bronson again.The words he spewed at me come returning to the forefront of my mind and I cringe at his last statement about my parents. The pain registers from back when my aunt came out of her house in tears to explain to me and Brody that our parents were gone and never coming back. Since that moment, I have always wanted to make them proud. I wanted them to know that I was taking care of Brody and keeping us safe, but Bronson was right. I failed them. I haven't kept us safe, neither of us have our high school diplomas, Brody is constantly high and I'm a f*ck
Withstanding the Odds Chapter 96: Nikki
I wake in alert to my new surroundings. It's one I'm familiar with, but one I'm immediately regretting. I sit up, looking around as if the world will suddenly make sense if I take in the scenery around me. My room is the same as it was the day that I left The Serendin for Bronson's home. I can still remember packing up the little items I claimed to own, as Mick and Charles gave the speech about saving my brother.My brother.I never heard him come in last night and I don't know what scares me more, the fact that he isn't here, or the fact that I can no longer tell if I can trust his word. I begged him not to go after Bronson, explained that I wasn't brainwashed and that I was in no immediate danger from him, but if he's not home, where the hell is he?I stand and walk over to the small cracked dresser I bought from a furniture store going out of business years ago. Pulling out a pair of cutoff jeans and a plain white tee, I get dressed and come out of the room, in search for Brody.
Withstanding the Odds Chapter 97: Nikki
Matt stares me down but eventually nods his head and steps back. I know they don't trust me and based on the way Brody looked when I saw him outside of my work, he is a big part of that. Brody has no doubt been running his mouth about the scheme and with the other's stuck inside these walls since Rand's friend is having them all watched, they're on edge. I do not blame them for being upset, but I do need my own questions answered."Now, someone needs to tell me what happened.""Mick and Charles told us how you went the other way. Planned on turning us all in and staying with that tool bag Fortworth." Amy states as she tends to the moaning Alfonso. "I suppose I can say that isn't true since you're here right now looking like a deer caught in headlights?"I shake my head; anger pours through me at the lies and deceit Mick threw around about me. But that only answers one of my questions. "What about my brother? Where is Brody and what the hell would this all have to do with Alfonso?"
Withstanding the Odds Chapter 98: Bronson
Broken. Every single part of me is now is in a broken jumbled pile of mess. I'm in pieces, an unfamiliar feeling of dread and destruction. I've never felt this way before, and as I stare off at the city below me, I never want to again.My home is destroyed and yet all of my pent-up rage is still present. She came here for a reason, she came here with a motive and if it wasn't clear before of why she accepted my offer so effortlessly, it is now.I watch as she leaves, and the elevator doors close with a silent shut. I should feel elated that I told her off, that I broke her heart into a thousand pieces like how she left mine, but I don't. I feel nothing but guilt of the things I said to her. I don't know the truth, and I'm sure deep down somewhere, it's bigger than I am giving it credit for, but I just cannot allow her to stay here, to continue to use me for whatever little scheme her and her thugs are cooking up.My phone chimes and I look around my bedroom for it. I had come upstai
Withstanding the Odds Chapter 99: Bronson
My head pounds as though a mallet steadies a knocking rhythm against my skull. I peer open my eyes only to shut them immediately when I feel the sun pouring in from my bedroom window. Sitting up, I cover my face and scrub my hands down my face, feeling the need to immediately lose my dinner from last night.Dinner. Something I never even had. I stayed up most of the night drowning my insecure thoughts into three different bottles of scotch. I started the moment I left work early after speaking with Anabe and never stopped. Even Landen, when he picked me up from the bar, I had taken a cab to, did not recognize me.Thoughts of yesterday come swarming at me as I look around hopelessly looking for a sign that Nikki never left, that she stayed by my side last night. Why do I want her here? Not when she lied about everything from the beginning.What I fool I was to trust her.Even so, I grab my phone cursing when I see it's dead and place it on the charger. I don't know the whole truth
Withstanding the Odds Chapter 100: Nikki
The cab driver was humming a familiar song as I hopped in and gave him the address. I knew I couldn't run all the way back to the penthouse and with Brody, Mick and Charles already ahead of me, I knew I needed a quick ride there."So, you new to New York?" He asks and I fight the urge to tell him off and roll my eyes."No, I live here. Now please, step on it, it's an emergency." I state then sit back and pull my phone from my back pocket. I need to call Rand and tell him what I know. He answers immediately, sounding out of breath and worry struck me hard. "Rand?""It's Bronson, I was on the phone with him and then suddenly it turned off. I heard what sounded like a scuffle, I'm on my way to him now but I'm in traffic, where are you?"I couldn't answer him fast enough, my mind was reeling on all the information he just threw at me. Bronson was hurt. Does he know that for sure? Was he watching the footage? I shook my head and tried to keep my thoughts about me. I couldn't jeopardize
Withstanding the Odds Chapter 101
After what feels like years later, I finally arrive at Bronson's penthouse. I throw some loose bills that were waddled up in my bra at the cab driver, not entirely sure it's even enough, and run up the few steps and inside the building. I notice the doorman looking at me strangely, but I'm thankful when he doesn't stop me. He must have seen me enter enough times with Bronson to recognize me.By the time the elevator dings and my sore muscles enter the penthouse, I'm shocked by what I see. It's quiet, eerily so, and as I look around, I don't see anything out of place, aside from the way it looked yesterday after Bronson destroyed it. Rand told me that Bronson hung up quickly, and that he thought he heard some kind of scuffle, but I'm not sure if Rand is here. I don't call out either of their names, just in case I'm not the only one here, instead, I move into the living area, making my way closer and closer towards the study area.Entering the kitchen, I look around more, noting the em
Withstanding the Odds Chapter 102: Nikki
Fuzzy. Everything is fuzzy, clearing only when I give a few dry blinks. The first thing that comes into my vision is Bronson. Relief flows through me as I see him staring blankly at me. His head is titled, as If tired from holding it up at an awkward angle and the blood that was coming from his face has now dried all over his shirt. His eyes glance me over, and once he sees that I am awake, he sits up startled and looks around the room, then back to me."Nikki?"I nod my head, not knowing what else to do, and that's when all the blanks fill in. I'm sitting in a chair, same as Bronson. My hands are tied to the arms of the chair with zip ties and around my waist and legs are a tight rope cutting into the skin. I shake my head and close my eyes, making a mental note of how I feel.My head is hurting, but not a skull splitting kind of pain. My hands and legs hurt, most likely from how tight my ties are, and my lips feel swollen, in desperate need of water."Bronson?" I answer his worri
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