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“You must hate me, us.., the McQueen.” William~ William POV Twenty-three years ago. As a child, the first death I knew was that of Mrs Rachel Butler, and it was also the first that gave me heartache, but it sure wasn’t my last. I walk over to where Rachel was heartache, presently doing the cleaning and in her hand is father’s favourite Chinese jar. And getting to her, I paused, watching her. She was a beautiful woman, the fairest I have ever seen and I always remember wishing to one day have a woman as beautiful as Rachel. Her straight long black hair, her dazzling blue eyes and, just like the pretty queen she was, her body went to fit her perfectly, not too big and not too small. I remembered the first wedding I could ever attend was theirs. I was seven and, more than anything; and I wanted to be part of it. The love story of Samuel Butler and Rachel Gonzalez I cherished in my heart. Being one of the wooing team of Samuel at six, I felt eager to see their love become something
KID ✓ KID: 6
“Death doesn’t scare me. I’ve stared into its face many times. You scare me because I can’t look at you without going crazy.” William~ As my eyes slowly open, the first thing I notice is the room of which I’m now confined to. My eyes do a quick scan of the room and as I notice I’m not in hell, I try to reason out what must have brought me to my state of being now. Only one name brought the answer; Karen. “Look who’s finally awake.” Comes Karen's voice, inserting fake glee into her tone of voice. “Were you hoping I wouldn’t?” I arch my brow and ask, my eyes darting to across the room to see her on a stool and looking at me. “Would you blame me if I did? I spent three years living like you never exist. Dying would have helped me ensure that fact.” I give her a pain stained smile because her words were hurtful as there were cold. She now reminds me of someone I hate, someone who’s just as cold, someone whose heart wasn’t in the right place. She is reminding me of myself. We can’t
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“Not all male has the privilege of being wealthy and physically endowed at the same time.” Karen~ Third POV He pulls back and stares into her blue eyes. “I meant it when I said I loved you, Karen. Do you still love me?” “No, William, I don’t.” She immediately answers, stepping away from him and his eyes open to a dark room. Hearing the soft moan of William from across the bed where he lays and Karen turns to look at him, with her eyes painfully straining in its socket. It has indeed been a horrific and terrible night, she thought, and if there was another word better than horrific, she sure would have used it. “Look who’s finally awake!” She exclaims in glee but inwardly scowls. “Were you hoping I wouldn’t?” He arches his brow and asks, his eyes darting across the room to meet her on a stool and staring back at him. She’s wearing a white crop top and a blue trouser. Her long brunette hair packed into a messy bun, her blue eyes looking tired and a little weak in the same goddess
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“Nah, it’ll take more than yoghurt to get me there. Maybe a bad breakup, coupled with a broken heart from the girl I really care about and five dozen can yoghurt that might give me obesity.” Japhia~ Four days on==> As his eyes lift from his laptop, he sees Karen lurking around the door and he frowns at her before beckoning to her to come inside. She steps into the room with her hands entwined behind her back. “Was checking up on you.” She confesses as she walks over to the bed where he is. It is true she is checking up on him, just as she has in the past four days, and sheltering feeding and upkeep. William had offered help with something and some bills, but she had refused them. Her job at the library might not have been one with fat paychecks, but it helped to put food on the table for her and she would not relent on that and take his money. She had taken him out to get some good clothes, too. They weren’t many or expensive like she knew him to like, but they were all that she c
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“I will not apologise for what has happened, Karen. I want you and when I want something, I tend to be selfish with it.” William~ Karen’s POV Five days later==> I chase after Japhia as he exits the lecture hall, panting and panting. The last five days he has either coming late for lectures or leaving before time and today is the first time in five days he has stayed to the end and I know this may be my only chance to talk to him and maybe clear up the misunderstanding. “Japhia, please wait up,” I call to him as I fall into step with him, although a little behind. He doesn’t stop or reduces his walking speed, which makes me groan at what I already know. He’s avoiding me and he doesn’t have to try harder. The hints have already gone. “Stop behaving like a fucking child and wait for me!” I shout at him and this makes him halt and spin to look at me, making me almost bump into him. “I’m so far from a child, miss Butler! I’m just giving myself space!” “No, you’re avoiding me!” “No
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“I thought you won’t let me in. That was why I was leaving, honey. I didn’t want to get you angry.” William~ “Have you seen him since that day?” Chloe asks with her voice holding a great deal of concern in them. I shrug and pick a box of cornflakes from the upper shelf and pour it into a bowl. When I put in my desired quantity, I keep it back before picking the bottle of milk and pouring it into the bowl. The water in the kettle is whistling from heat and I turned off the glass cooker it’s on before pouring a little into my bowl and stirring with my spoon. I carry the bowl back to the centre table where my laptop is still stirring it, and grin at Chloe, who is rolling her eyes on the screen of the laptop. She’s wearing an oversized brown T-shirt, one I’m thinking belongs to Seth, and there is a cowboy hat on her head. A few of her blonde hair, which is a ponytail under the hat, keeps falling to her face and she keeps moving them aside. Two years ago, I heard the birth of their so
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“You don’t have to be perfect for me, you just have to be you. These words were the words you told me on my seventeenth birthday and now I’m saying them to you.” Karen~ Wake me up and tell me this is a dream! “What the hell, William, where are your clothes? And why aren’t you wearing anything?” “I can’t find them.” Comes his nonchalant reply. “How is it possible that it’s easy for you to find the kitchen and not your clothes?!” I demand, feeling a little angry at the gloriously naked man in the kitchen. His eyes lower dully and he bites his full lower lips, “You’re mad at me, don’t be mad at me.” As he steps further, my eyes go to the ungodly part of him. Yes, the one I’m not supposed to see and as I take him in with my eyes, I realise what I’m seeing isn’t imagination in my head or a picture; he is real, all of him. My jaw drops and if it can hit the floor, it would have, and the surprise is also in my eyes as I stare at him in awe. Damn, he is big and long and also really thi
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“Say you won’t ruin this, say you won’t give up, say you won’t let go, say you won’t hold back, say you’ll fight for us.” Karen~ He doesn’t answer my question instead; he kisses me, pulling me to his hard form and his arms, wrapping around my waist possessively as his tongue and lips devour into mine. My legs are up, tiptoeing to kiss him back because of our height, but I don’t feel the pressure on them because his arms are supporting me up. I don’t really know how, but we end up on the bed with William on top of me as he kisses the rest of my face before moving down to my neck. At the sweep of his tongue, at the spot where my shoulder and neck meet, my legs coil up and a long, hard moan escapes my mouth and I suddenly realise how sensitive the spot has become. William seems to have noticed it too because he focuses on there more, licking and sucking into it while his finger finds out my nipple through the sweater and plays with it. I moan and try to move, if not escape from the as
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