Recap from previous chapter...
That was until we all heard a sound of several gun shots. We looked and saw Dennis with a gun in his hand. His hands were not cuffed anymore and he had tackled and killed some police men. The gun in his hand was directly pointed at Makaila who seemed frozen in fear as she couldn't move. Nigel held Rita close to his body as some sort of protection. I guess I spoke to soon.
"Dennis, what are you doing?" I snapped at him. He shot the gun to the air several times and then pointed it at me which made me back down for a moment
"Shut up, pretty boy!" He glared. Guns from several police where pointed at him but no one could shoot because he had his gun pointed to Makaila. Anything could happen. Dennis pointed the gun back at Makaila.
"I should have gotten rid of you when I had the chance."
"Why?!" Makaila w
Recap from the previous Chapter... Christian came out of surgery the next morning and was taken to his private room. Though he was still induced in Coma, the Doctor assured us that everything was fine. Rose had told me to go home and freshen up since I've been in the hospital three days without having my bath. I heed and went home to have my bath and change. I was just wearing my jeans pants when a call came in. I checked and saw it was Nigel. I picked it up. "Nigel?" I said."Makaila, we need you to get to the hospital right now. Something is terribly wrong." He suddenly said. My eyes went wide as saucers and I almost fainted. No this isn't happening! "What?!" I exclaimed, hoping I was hearing wrongly. "Christian is not breathing well." He stated and I could hear the quiver in his voice. My heart almost stopped. "The Doctor said there are some
RECAP FROM LAST CHAPTERSuddenly, I felt a strong pair of hand around my waist and the persons chin on my shoulder. From his strong cologne smell that I have gotten used to I knew it was Christian. I giggled and stopped rinsing my hand, placed it on his and held him there. He nuzzles his head into the nape of neck and started kissing me there. My weak spot. I moaned slightly."What are you doing, Christian? You are supposed to be out there. It's your party." I whispered."It's not the same without you out there with me." He muttered, still kissing my neck."I have to handle things around." I told him. He turned me around and I was sandwiched between the kitchen island and him. I couldn't even think straight when he this close to me."I want you beside me at all times..." He said, his was husky. Maybe I also had that same effect on him when he was close to me. Not that im complaining. I want him closer than this to me."Uhn... Uhn..." That's all I could come up with, my mind filled wit
Makaila's POVEverything was back to normal. School became a place I loved to go to eery single day. No more bullying, fighting and all sort of shit. Christian and I became the most popular couple and even though I hated the whole popularity stuff, I had to get used to it and Christian was really understanding.He never made me feel uncomfortable. Whenever we are at parties, does not leave me alone to hang out with his guys. He stays with me every single time. He makes me feel so special. He always have. I can't stop loving him because he made everything concerning me perfect.As for Bethany, she got an early admission into Juliad and had to leave school very early. I was happy for her. Though we were not all buddy, buddy, we were able to work it through.We are all almost done with senior year and everyone was preparing for prom. Rita and I decided that we would go to the mall to get our
Makaila's POVTen years later.I rubbed my big baby bump and smiled as I watched my little boy, Kayden run around playing fetch with Bruno, our dog. I gave the maids the final instructions as they set the big buffet table, getting ready for the barbeque get together they would be having in two hours. People were already beginning to show up. I looked at my watch and sighed. My husband, Christian's flight should have landed by now and Rita and Nigel would pick him up on their way. At least, they should have called.Christian was a star quarterback on the best football team in the nation. He was always away from home, representing his country in several world championships but he doesn't let it affect his time with his family. He was always at home whenever Kayden and I needs him most and He doesn't miss any family celebration.He also doesn't let the fame affect his relationshi
"Mummy please don't go." I cried, following her down the stairs. She paid me no heed, ignoring me like I was some pesky fly she couldn't wait to get rid off.She and Dad had another fight and suddenly she went to their room, packed all her cloths into the worn out suit case and began to drag it down stairs. Dad had gone out to get drunk, as usual."This is all your fault! Evil child! My misfortune began when I found out you were growing in my womb. I should have gotten rid of you since then but No! Your grandparents made me keep you. Now they are dead. I regret ever having you! I hate you!" She screamed at me as she made it to the door. I shivered as the words pierced through my heart like arrows.This wouldn't be the first time she would say those words to me. I have heard those words more times than I can count. She and Dad said them to me severally. I have never felt l
Makaila hurriedly wore her faded blue sweat shirt over a black jeans before picking up her roller skates and made her way down the stairs hurriedly. She had slept late because she had taken a night shift at the cafe where she worked after school hours. She only had thirty minutes to get to school before first period and roller skates wouldn't even get her there in thirty five. She would have to speed everything up today.Reaching the foot of the stairs, she saw her father passed out on their worn out couch with several bottles of liquor scattered around him. Shaking her head, she took the blanket on the sette and covered him with it. She rushed out of house, wore her roller skates and soon was on the road. Because it was really dangerous for her to skate on the road, she took the side walk.Sometimes, she wondered why she was so excited to go to school. It was better than home but also a hell
Makaila rushed out of class immediately the last bell went. She had only five minutes to get to the cafe where she worked per time. She quickly brought out her skates from her locker, slipped it on and started to roll.She made it to the cafe in ten minutes and quickly went in. The owner of the cafe is a woman with an indifferent character. Sometimes she burns cold and sometimes she burns hot. Makaila was really hoping that today was one of the days she would be cold. And thankfully it was. "I'm so sorry I'm late, Miss Sanchez." Makaila said. "Just get to your duty post. I do not have time to exchange words with you." Miss Sanchez dismissed. Makaila quickly took her apron and started getting the table ready for customers. She was a waiter so she took her note pad and slipped it into her apron pocket. Soon customers started to come in. Mak
Makaila got to school very late. Her face was swollen and red and she tried her best to cover all her scars by wearing a baggy hoodie. She rushed into class while they were almost ending third period. Immediately she entered the class, all eyes were on her. "You are late." Miss Tamika stated eyeing her with distaste. "I'm sorry, I really had a bad night." Makaila muttered. "Just get to your seat." Miss Tamika dismissed her and continued to teach. She found an empty space at the back and went to sit down. She saw Bethany and the other Cheerleader murmuring something and she was very sure it was about her. As soon as the bell went, signaling the end of the period, Makaila rushed out of the class to the rest room. Thankfully, no one was inside. She stood in front of the mirror and saw how bloated she looked. She still had