All Chapters of MerryGold: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"You're a despicable human being!" Thomas spat in Austin's face. With his hands tied behind his back, Austin could have easily taken advantage of the situation but he wouldn't stoop that low. Austin was well aware that they were already buttered up as it is. He had came to inspect at the local police station if they really deserved to be set free or not. James was a good person no matter what! Austin liked him, regardless of the little damage he had done to Austin's face. As for Thomas, Austin loathed him. He hated him so much for having what he could never have... Merrigold's heart, Merrigold's purity, Merrigold's trust. Thomas has it all. Austin wished he could leave Thomas and allow them to set James free. Austin wished Thomas death as he took his handkerchief to wipe Thomas disgusting saliva. Austin wished Thomas death, he was so overprotective of Merrigold, he did not want her with any other man. He knew it would never be him. Merrigold would never want him, not after the damage h

I could not sleep that night. I could not dare close my eyes as I resided with my perpetrator. A part of me feared that he would come as soon as I let my guard down so I did not. I busied myself, did as much cleaning as I could around the forsaken house. I wanted to forget it all, if I could. I wish I could. I felt void of everything. I wondered where I'd beget the strength to be here in this very same house. My tears refused to fall, my throat felt dry and a bitter taste of metallic dazed me as I bit my lip harder than I should have from anxiety. I refused to remove my jersey for it would display my bare scars and wounds that I hid underneath. Everything seemed to be going alright for the rest of the day except for the pitiful stares that everyone gave me. Lady Bertha then came in a hurry to drop off her kids, claiming she was still not on speaking terms with her brother but at this point she was desperate and had no one to leave them with for the weekend. My loneliness was overjoyed

"We never have to speak of it, if you wish not to." Austin told her the day before when they parted ways from the comfort of deceit they had both slept in. He did not want to but he had to. Austin had never felt such pleasure in such an unforgettable rush. It crossed his mind more than it should have. In those moments, when she needed him. She wanted him and it had always been something he yearned for... her desire for him. She was out of limb, vulnerable and wanted him to be with Austin and to have him hold her in the most intimate manner. Gulping down a feeling of hysteria thinking of the way she looked at him with every stroke. He couldn't help it, Austin couldn't. He had to give her whatever she wanted. Whenever she looked at him with those doll eyes, he was left feeling helpless, she could tell him to jump off a cliff, at which he gladly would. It was the only time as of recent that she let her guard down and the speck of hate her eyes always held for Austin disappeared for a whi

William advised nothing properly heals the heart with content and fullness than a letter. I'm not a Shakespeare, I'm simply Austin the child in your eyes (please note I say this as I roll my eyes). Well, I suppose I've already ruined this part of the love letter. I'm frustrated, angry and so many other woes. I might be seventeen in age but I'm older in mindset by years. You belittle all that I have to offer, always. It rather... makes me livid. Henry is an twenty-eight year old geyser, he does not do much for you. When you cry, I'm there. When you're sad, I'm there. Whenever you need me, I'm present as should be. Where is Henry? God knows. You and I could be together, I do not care for my lousy brother. He pisses off when holds you, caress you, glances... it hurts that I have to watch that sham of a marriage when I love you this much, with all that I have.To God forbid, one of these many days... when he pisses me off, I will have to deflate his ego with mentioning his infertility. I'

"Home sweet home!""But it's empty..." Merrigold said a bit eerie, looking around the beautiful elegant home that belonged to Austin before his departure to help manage the plantation. It had been a three hour ride, exhausting as if she had never had to sit still in one place for that one... better yet travel else where."Perfect!" Austin replied. "Do not worry, there is a bed.""How long have you lived here... it's so...secluded..." Merri asked, swiping the dust off the counter of his fitted lounge cabinet. The dark wallpaper made the room, rather the house feel gloomy. She had never imagined how Austin's house looked like. She never even thought he owned a home."I'd rather not have neighbors..." Austin said wearily, walking around as he took steps the titles creaked."What if you suffered from a stroke and you needed help..?""Then I'd die, love, then I'd die because it will be my time.""Nothing scares you... it seems.""...there is..." Austin added. "But I will not tell you that.