Share
58-Alice....2
CHARITY*
My phone wouldn't stop ringing as I drove as fast as I could to the given destination. I ignored the incessant ringing knowing who it was. The detective really has to wait. Answering his call could give away my location and I don't need him ruining my chance to actually meet Alice.
His calls keep going into voicemails and they all played one after the other. Each one longer and more aggravating than the last. Boy! Was he angry.
"Pick up the damn phone Charity! Where are you"
"I can't find you on any of the roads that leads to your home Charity, where are you?"
"I told you to stay!!! I told you not to leave no matter what and now you won't answer my call? For God's sake answer the damn phone!"
"Please Charity! You don't know how worried I am right now. Are you okay? Just answer the phone please"
The last one was calm and he sounded less annoyed but frustrated at the same time. I felt really bad for ignoring him a
Related chapters
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 59-Alice...... Alyssa?
CHARITY(Author's note: Though, these are my character's thoughts, the first few paragraphs stem from my own sentiments about life, unexpected twists and turns and Determinism (a concept that states; what will be will be "QUE SERA SERA")"Life is so unfair"That very statement. It has been so overly used that it has lost its meaning and purpose. It has lost the drive that makes us feel the intensity of the statement. Before we get to the point where we voice out that statement,we would have asked ourselves so many questions we got no answer to. Why did it happen? Why did it have to happen to me? And why did it have to happen at this particular time? Why me? Why not someone else? Why did he have it so easy? Why didn't she even break a sweat while I went through so much to achieve this? In the end, we go back to the same statement: life is so unfair. That's justWhen things take an unexpected twist and turn and we're met face to face with a shocking r
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 60-The End.....?
*DAY ONE*Darkness. Pitch black . Nothingness. Emptiness. Coldness. What are these feelings? Am I in hell? Is this what hell feels Ike? Never been burned before but I'm sure this is scarier than a fire burning with brimstone. The darkness is sickening. Frightening. I want to get out of it. I desperately want to run out through the closed doors that shut me out and away , into this world of nothingness. In the darkness, I searched desperately for the light switch. The lamp. A candle. Anything to light this place up and bring with it the warmth I need. There is no lamp. In the same darkness I search for the windows. Why is there no window? Then I searched for the doors. Light suddenly creeps In. Did I find the door? The light was one-sided at first and then another floods from a different angle and it was almost blindning. The doors open and close momentarily. I came to realize that the doors were my eyes. And the darkness was from having them closed
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door EPILOGUE
2 YEARS AFTER "Did you hear? A new bar opened up in town" The redhead the brunette was talking to paid no attention to her, instead she seemed to be disturbed by something as she filed her nails. The redhead is relentless though, she squeezed herself into the little cubicle and only made the brunette grumble in annoyance. "I heard the owner is soooooo hot" The redhead said again while fanning herself with her hands and fluttering her lashes. I think that finally did it for the brunette because she angrily slammed her nail filer on the table and glared at the redhead. I've got to admit the redhead is strong enough not to have turned into molted lava from the hot look the brunette is throwing her way. "And did you also hear that he is an ex-convict who got out only recently?" The brunette spat. The redhead gasped obviously surprised and disappointed that she missed a bit of the gossip. She's always the first to dish out new gossips and fresh news fr
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door SNIPPET
.SNIPPET. "I should stay away from you" He said Gruffly into my ear, his rough breath tickling my earlobe,his lips just inches away from it and all I did was let out shallow breaths at the close and hot proximity. "Then why don't you? " My voice came out husky and breathless when I replied. I felt hot. Damn hot all over. The challenge in my reply was evident. Even I was confused .Did I want him to stay away from me? " Because I can't . You... " He said and stopped " I can't keep my hands off you " Then a soft kiss on my collar bone and I sighed gripping him tightly by his clothes, right above his torso "Dammit you...." He murmured against my skin and it rocks through my entire body.
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door ONE-Orbs of Blue
*CHARITY* Maybe it wasn't real. Maybe it was a dream, maybe the letter was a prank or maybe Genevieve calling me into her office later and telling me bluntly that I was fired was not real-whatever it was, It didn't change the fact that I was packing my things off from where I have spent the best 5 years of my life. It hurt. Not that I was getting fired, (okay, maybe that hurt pretty badly too) but it was because the cheeky bastard responsible was somewhere near my office getting only an earful from the management while I was getting fired. It takes two to tango but everyone's chosen to point fingers at me. They could go to hell. All of them. I packed everything. Books, stationary and even the little things that don't matter, I packed it all. My inside was a mess and the tears stung my eyes but I was de
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door TWO-Hoping
CHARITY There are moments in life when it suddenly feels like the world has finally turned its back on you and has it middle finger right in your face. Moments when even your tears can't measure the amount of pain, you're in. I think I was at that point in my life. I laid numb on my couch, still dressed in my work clothes as I tried to think about where it all went wrong. We had it going for a long time, Micah and I. So long that I don't even remember who made the first move but it was exciting. The coy and knowing looks when we pass by each other, the feeling up while no one was watching in a meeting and even the frequent sexcapades in his office. Damn! He made me come while eating lunch at the company's cafeteria. Even now, my gut clenched at how reckless I had been. Recklessness is-it's Shayne’s thing. The only thing that has stopped her from w
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door THREE-Broken
CHARITY 'I'M REALLY sorry things turned out this way. I tried my best to get Genevieve to sign you some sort of testimonial so you could be able to secure a job at some other company in the city but she wouldn't have it. Your portfolio and of course your award should be able to get you a job somewhere else but I guess not in this city anymore. I transferredmoney that should be enough to secure you another job, let's say my way of apologizing. Trust me when I say you’re a great person, I had fun with you. Goodbye, miss Everton" The word fun didn't hurt me. As much as it sounded like I was some whore, it didn't hurt. Even the fact that he sent me pity cash didn't hurt—no it didn't. But the formality? How it sounded like this was some sort of business? It drove me crazy! It made me go over all of our previous messages, I cringed at the series oferotic messag
DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door FOUR-The nextdoor Neighbor
CHARITY Riverdale was a relatively small city. Not a hundred thousand population kind of small, I'm talking about a 30,000-population kind of small. No more no less. It's a city where everyone knows every tom, dick and Harry. Nothing ever happens in the city. Riverdale was more of a retiree home for the elderly who have worked their life off somewhere in the big cities and now seek rest. And that's where I grew up. And inevitably where I was going back to. Riverdale isn't all bad, the scenery here is beautiful and environment was nontoxic. I consoled with the thought that I needed someplace without the hustle and bustle of the city to keep me sane. I spent the next couple of days looking up apartments in the city. The best ones were not fit for my pocket, they would have if I accepted Micah's money but that's all I have left of my dignity and I don't regret it. T
Latest chapter
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door EPILOGUE
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 60-The End.....?
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 59-Alice...... Alyssa?
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 58-Alice....2
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 57-Alice.....
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 56-The truths that resolve it all
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 55-Somethig Bigger than a Jar Of Cankerworms
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 54-Where is she? Where is Alice?
- DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door 53-DWYER(Romy and Dwyer)
