She trudged along the streets, her full figured frame attracted a lot of eyes but she merely flipped the looks off. Deep hues of pink, orange and red mixed together representing the beginning of the end of another day.
She just hoped he was willing to see her. This meeting had been scheduled as a result of her own nerves which had gone haywire with the news she had gotten from her sources earlier today.
With a rod straight back, she pushed the double glass doors and breezed into the company, making her way to the reception desk. Not a single pair of eyes had left her when she made her entry.
That was the thing about this meeting she had been trying to avoid. Attention. Attention she didn't need.
Standing at a few in
The small flames, appeared and disappeared with the click of the button in the little dangerous device in my palms. Just one little light was all it took before everything it touched came down in ashes. So small yet to powerful. "Yes, Sapphire is pregnant."But she had looked so nonchalant about it when she had told me that day. I could remember all too well the way her eyes held hostility towards me. Her mouth saying one thing and her body saying something entirely different."I'm lost. But you were so sure she wasn't pregnant earlier. What happened to that?""Relax Mr. E—""My name is Warren. How many times have I got to say that. I'm nothing like my father." I
Morowa.After my mini heart attack, Ocean sliced the rope which connected be to the bed. I cradled my wrists once again but real life this time. Not a dream. The heavy pain which shot up from my spine, spreading to every part of my body made sure of that.He turned away from me, went out of the room. The room. The room which I still couldn't see. Dang it! I would give anything to catch a little clear image of the blurry surrounding. Anything.Ocean came back and within seconds we were in a vehicle. A van perhaps? I couldn't really tell but the on entry into the vehicle I didn't have to lower my head or squeeze my body so it must be a van."We're here princess." He said and guided me until my legs were firmly planted on the hard concrete floor. Coarse, warm palms made contact with the back of my hands and an object was placed in my arms. I turn
SkyI wasn't expecting this. There they were. Yellow tape and all and yet nothing and no result. Well, in summary I was disappointed. With Devin playing with tooth pick in his mouth, we walk back to the hotel."So where to now?"Doesn't matter if I sounded like I didn't know what I was doing because I didn't. Morowa is missing and now the trip's been cancelled, meaning we would be going back to Florida and back to school IN Florida. This all leads to one thing. I was gonna be stuck there with no updates on her search whatsoever. I feel so useless right now."Hey handsome."Of all the things tha
He couldn't remember the last time he had pined over another female after she had left his life. He made sure to pull her against himself and nuzzle his head in the crook of her neck, taking deep whiffs of her scent. Her shoulders tensed and she turned away from the sandwich she was trying to pull together and her bright ginger brown eyes made even brighter due to the steady stream of sunlight from the windows behind them, to stare up into his fresh scrubbed face."Dario."His head lowered again, tickling her with his soft tresses of hair which weren't up in ponytail for a change and growled in response. He loved the way she said his name. Her African accent blessed her words making it sound like the finest word to his ears.
Morowa. I bit down on my lip while the water works continue. When exactly did my life boil down to this?The thick mist created a small weak blanket in front of me hiding the faces of the 'customers'. Everyone got in position with about three models a pole. The music drifted into my ears in a slow yet upbeat tune and the models started moving according to the music, twisting this way and that, making sure to make their 'goods' juggle with their movements. Everything in me screamed for me to move or at least try to imitate the models if I wanted to survive this but how could I even do what they wanted. How could I even. Urgh. These men were more than half my age and they kept raking their beady eyes over the goods. Quiet a repulsing sight. Why couldn't I just—"I want the black girl!"What? My head snapped forward away from the dark spac
Houses, People and small buildings hurtle past them as Dario clamped his foot down on the had pedal while Mary prayed silently to whatever forces in the skies. Please let them not do anything to her.She had no doubt that sad excuse of a father would do anything to pull her out of her hiding spot. She considered the man beside her from beneath her sable lashes. Thick locks of healthy hair managed to escape the tight ponytail framing his face. She had always had a thing for men with long hair. It was just by coincidence she had met him and they got together.An ear splitting screech resounded around the silent street when he promptly stepped in the brakes and they both came out of the car.The familiar building loomed over then menacingly like a shark with open teeth ready for it's meal but Mary needed to be strong if she wanted this all to go according to plan. She twisted around to adore the determ
Warren.Her fair hair bounced about her slender shoulders while she turned this way and that, pointing and saying something. I wasn't listening as usual and just tuned her out. “Warren!” I was pulled from my wandering thoughts when she shrieked from beside me causing me to cover my right ear. Noisy much.“What is it?”Her lips thinned. “You weren't listening.”“Of course I wasn't. You did drag me here against my will didn't you?”Her hair curtained her face when she suddenly avoided eye contact. “Yeah, that's what I thought.” I said and stuffed my hands in the pocket of my jeans. “Are you through now?”I had to get ready for the trip back to Florida cause the school had to cancel the whole thing. I knew nothing good would come out of this trip in the first place but no, everyone just had to assume it was my fear of airplane trips speaking. Note lo
Morowa.At least the man didn't really ‘touch’ me yet. I just wanted to get his scent off me. Beer, smoke and drugs. He even dared to rip my clothes of. Heat spread on every inch of my skin everytime the memory of the way I was in my birthday suit beneath that monster. Just at the last minute when he had almost taken my virginity, a woman who seemed to be my godsent, busted through the door, attacked him with a vase while I gathered my clothes and tried not to feel too embarrassed but who was I trying to deceive?Currently I was laying on a comfortable bed decorated with floral patterned sheets and cocooned in a faint lavender and Jasmine scent. This place was a home for sure and it must have belong to the woman who saved me. The woman who rescued me. Why had she referred to me as her daughter while she threatened the man?Determined on finding answers to my questions, I threw my legs over the edge of