All Chapters of FIRE CRACKER : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

My breath hitched, tears stung my eyes and for some reason, I felt like sobbing, I had no clue why this house made me feel so — disturbed and sad. It was almost like an overwhelming feeling of loss and pain and it kept nagging at the doors of my mind.“Is something wrong?” I heard Daniel ask.“Where did you bring me?” The words rolled out of my mouth and his silence left a bitter taste on my tongue. “Where did you bring me!” I demanded and looked eyes with him.“What is this—“ I almost cried but a voice cut through my mini rant. “I’ll be answering all your questions, Danielle.” A Thick voice spoke, my hand hung loosely on Danielle’s shirt, and emotions that I could not express ran through me, the last time I felt like this was a few years ago when Alice relapsed on Alcohol and it was not a memory I liked to recall. The voice sounded as masculine as any other voice yet it made my knees buckle, my insides didn’t twist, they were still, and my eyes stung with tears even though I had b

“What did you think?” My voice cracked and my feet ached. “That I would just accept you? That I hug you? That I would cry and tell you how much I love you?” I asked and searched his eyes for a response, response.“But for what exactly?!” I snapped. “For abandoning me for twenty-three years? For leading with a psychopathic woman? For rejecting me? For all those nights and days resented me because I wasn’t lovable?!”“Isab—”“Don’t call me that! Don’t you dare call me that! I am not your Isabel and I am not your daughter!” I roared. “My father....? He’s dead. He died three years ago and his name is Derek Dante!” I cried. “I don’t know you, and I don’t want to.”“I didn’t want to leave you, but I had no choice—”I wiped my tears and locked eyes with his amber orbs which shone with tears. “Seven years ago, if you had told me this, I would have forgiven you, I would have run right into your arms.” I sucked in a deep breath and continued.“But I am no longer sixteen-year-old Danielle who

Everything made sense now.Why she was so adamant about hiding the truth, Why she refused to tell me? Why she hid the tapes, Why we had such a strong connection and how her niece's clothes, Fit me.It wasn't her niece's clothes, those were my sister's clothes. The far-away look in her eyes, why she always tried to comfort me. It was the guilt speaking. My insides turned and I stood up and stumbled into Daniel's arms."Danielle—" He began when we locked eyes but I broke eye contact almost immediately. "Did you know Charlotte?" He whispered. "I looked for you everywhere, my love. On the streets, in orphanages, everywhere that I could think of, but you were never there." He admitted.I pushed Daniel away gently and rested on the wall. I felt strength gradually leave me. I wasn't insane. I wasn't losing my mind. She was the one playing the games. Charlotte knew. She knew who I was and who I meant to her.The attack at the apartment that day wasn't about me. It was about their feud. Yet

"What's up with her?" I mumbled underneath my breath when Lee was out of sight."She's like that, We've tried to talk to her, or get go but she blocks everyone out and refuses" I heard Daniel's voice and my eyes darted in his direction, His blue orbs pierced into mine before he broke eye contact."She was so excited a while ago," I commented and sighed. My eyes traced where she had felt and I felt this urge to go after her."Do you think something is wrong?" I asked Daniel, He didn't seem fazed at all, almost as if he was used to this kind of outburst from her. He shrugged and grabbed an apple from the Island. "How are you feeling?" The question was directed at me and I paused for a moment, My mind gradually registered his question and my lips seemed too heavy to part. I frowned.I did not know how I was feeling.Everything was happening so fast and as much as I was trying my best to avoid it or push it to the back of my head, it was real and I had no face it at one point or another,

I could not breathe.“S-stop!” I cried but it came out muffled. I licked my legs and struggled. My insides turned and I felt my intestines knot and twist together. My throat dried up and it felt like there I had swallowed a lump as well as my voice. My eyes stung with tears of frustration as I struggled with my attacker, they didn’t seem too strong or masculine but I was sure that something was wrong with me, whether it was the chloroform or how fuzzy my head felt, something was wrong: This person, they were not letting me go. I tried to push back and forth, I kicked my legs and tried my best not to breathe in what I assumed was the chloroform but just as I was about to give up and suck it up, The person shoved me to the ground and pointed a gun at me. My eyes widened and I locked eyes with Rye.Her eyes were as fiery as ever. Her feet were implanted with black boots and her hair was tied in a high ponytail, Her gun was pointed straight to my head and he hands didn’t waver as she inc