Novels by Viv3vienne

I sat on the kitchen counter with the first aid kit by my side, tending to my injuries. Staring at the broken porcelain bowl and the kettle still lying on the floor, i was exhausted. Still i knew that I'd have to clean up. I packed up the kettle and bowl while cleaning up the mess they had made of the kitchen. Thinking 'How much longer do I have to endure this?. 'I could just take the evidence I'd found to the police, but it wasn't enough to show that they had a hand in my parents death. The other option..... Just killing them off. But that would be me just letting them off easy.Sigh.I hissed,dragging my sore body to the sitting room - that wench had banged my waist against the counter and the pain was unbearable.My phone vibrated on the kitchen table as it rang,the familiar tune filling up the empty space. I picked it up, glancing at the unfamiliar number before answering it."Didn't i tell you?, Jason is mine!". I distanced the phone from my ear as Irina's loud haughty vo

I stepped down the flight of stairs, listening to the sound of cheerful laughter. I paused briefly- Jason was back. But they weren't alone. Breathing deeply, i moved towards them. My footsteps silent against the marbled tiles. "You're back" - I flashed a soft smile, my eyes scanning the familiar faces in the room before lingering on a female. She had Edward in her embrace, her red hair falling over her face and down her bare shoulders. With raised eyebrows, i drew a lot - She must be Irina. Jason barely ever brought anyone to our home - but he had made an exception today. She had to be someone special then. I bit the tip of my tongue, bitterness welling up in my heart. No, not out of jealousy - but out of the need for revenge. "Selene, this is Irina" - Jason stretched out his hand towards the red haired lady which she held firmly while smiling softly. My eyes zoned in on their affectionate gazes - I had guessed that already. When Jason averted his gaze, she returned to

My hands skimmed through the pile of documents and ledgers contained in the safe - not one file looked out of place or rather suspicious. My brows furrowing as I continued my search, hoping and praying that he hadn't gotten rid of all the evidence. Just one, please lord. Just one file, i just needed just one file of incriminating evidence. I was already reaching my wits end when I heard a soft click. Another hidden compartment. This safe had another hidden compartment !! - I was sure that something important was stashed away there. My hands roamed all over, looking for an access point to this compartment. My hands held a small hook, lifting the base of the safe up slowly. A small, black USB sat at the base of the safe - almost as if it had been waiting for me all that while. I curved my lips in a smile - after hours of searching, i have finally found a breakthrough. I gripped the small file USB in my hand, rushing to the personal computer sitting on the large teakwood desk.

I dappled my way back to the living room. Tears brewing hot in my eyes as i slumped into the leather sofa. My life had been perfect, hadn't it?. I chuckled. A low self deprecating laugh that reverberated through my body. It was saddening , but hadn't it always been like this?. I sat there......... alone. Asking myself questions i never once knew needed answering. How much was he hiding from me?. How much was already hidden from me?. My hands gripped the hem of my dress till my knuckles turned a frightening white. Pain seared and simmered in my heart as memories long forgotten came slamming back. Almost as if they had been there the whole time, lurking around and waiting for the perfect time to reappear. The horror, the torment,the pain and the empty void which i had tried so hard to fill up. I could feel them,breathe them. I sat there, immobilized for fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes of being stuck in a never ending, frustrating cycle of doubt and betrayal. Listening to

I bounced my way upstairs, my fingers fiddling around the tips of my hair. Unable to hide the beams of excitement bubbling in my eyes. Today was mine and Jason's eighth year wedding anniversary. A milestone?!. Yes I know. I was dressed from head to toes for the occasion. The thought of Jason and I spending time alone kept me on my toes and unable to sit still. With the surety that he must in his study room probably preparing another bout of amazing surprises, a smile etched itself onto my face. It was getting pretty hard to wait with all the anticipation going on in my mind. I arrived in front of his study room while dilly-dallying with the wildly vivid fantasies that still playing at the back of my mind. A sigh escaped my lips, today was going to be amazing. Wasn't it?. I stood before the oakwood door taking in deep breaths. Staring at the door which seemed to stare back at me coldly. I shrugged my shoulders. Was there ever a day that it didn't?. None of that could deter