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CHAPTER 15: THE BEGINNING? PART 1
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A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 15: PART 2
FOUR HOURS AGO Maya's P.O.V “I couldn't get them.Damn kids of this days, they are so fast”Sebastian huffed facing down trying to catch his breath.“Getting old? I asked”It was funny to watch him struggle.“Definitely not!” He coughed for a moment.‘Well that was a bust’ I sighed.I mean, the whole reason we were there was for those two.And now that we don't have them on sight, I guess it was back to square one.“Did you see him?” Sebastian interrupted my train of thought.“Ummm...”I truly didn't see him.I was too busy gawking at the girl the boy was running with. She looked so familiar.So warm.“You weren't paying any attention were you?” Sebastian asked, but I was still zoning.‘Why did she look familiar?’&ld
A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 15: PART 3
Panic hit me.“I don't know them” I answered, ignoring the sting on my left cheek.“You are lying to us” the male officer holding my hands slapped me really hard. I felt that one, it was all up in my face. I ignored the pain again.I realized that I was in their world. I had to play their game, or I would find myself in a dire pickle.“I'm serious, I don't know them. Where is Sydney?What did you do to him? I want to see him. He will assure you I don't know anything” I assured looking at them one by one.I don't know why, but it was like i was watching a movie of myself. I couldn't feel anything at that moment, but anger.I felt a hard slap again on my other cheek, and another and another. It started to sting some more, but I was numb inside. I could tell they were not going to entertain my innocence. They just wanted the truth, their own way.“Where are the computers?” A male offic
A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 15: PART 4
PRESENT DAY ‘Fuck this’ I got out of the car, and I ran as fast as my feet could take me.Maya's P.O.V‘Why am I suddenly interested in a girl, and that kind of a girl?’The feeling of anxiety was creeping on me, I felt myself getting weak on the knees.‘Well she doesn't look like a girl, but still, she is a girl. I need to see this girl clearly. I need to get closer’ my thoughts were raging as I made my way out of the car.She was running away.“Maya!....” I could hear Sebastian calling. It was faint, but I was too troubled to entertain him.‘Isn't that her brother coming back with a male figure? I guess that's not their father, and she probably has trust issues with the police, but why did she allow the brother to drive there from the start? Uh, why am I cracking my head over this girl’ I scratched my head as I felt a small head
A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 15: PART 5
Maya's P.O.V “Hey stop!” Sebastian shouted at Max.She had just jumped out of the car and rand like a shooting bullet.“Sebastian, Sebastian, Sebastian drive!” I roared, they were catching up on us.I saw Naya waving at me with a wicked smile.“We are dead!” Sebastian was trying to lose them.“I said drive faster!” He was taken back like I was.“What about Max?”“We'll catch her later, now drive faster” I shook the steering wheel like the car was going to move any faster.Panicked, the tires screeched as we drove off faster.As we drove, we were silent. I was thinking of the next move, and Sebastian was hyperventilating.“Quit it!” I was angry.‘He got me into this hot mess’“Sorry!” He mumbledHe was making me sick in my stomach.I hadn't taken bloo
A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 1: A TROUBLED SOUL: PART 1
Maxine’s P.O.V I tossed and turned trying slumber to embrace my godforsaken body but it wouldn't let me. Grumbling I urged myself to sleep but it was no use. The thoughts buried down my mind were haunting me the same way I needed sleep to take me. Away from the feelings that were evoked with every thought that popped up. ‘What does one have to do to avoid such void, Lord if it is a sin please forgive me for I have no heart nor strength to stop this feeling’ I pleaded as I thought to myself sighing. Thinking about that day made my toes curl. I laughed silently as I went down memory lane. ‘My mother is going to skin me alive if she finds out’. I laughed silently ignoring the pang of pain that was trying to engulf me. I mean that woman hated seeing me happy. 'Wait! What if this is not true’ the words uttered to me like sirens. What if they were none other than a plan to destroy my life? ‘My mother would be happy s
A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 1: PART 2
ONE YEAR AGO BEFORE FIVE YEARS HAD PAST..... "Hey Maxine can you come to the kitchen" My father requested mischievously. I, an eleven-year-old daughter, the only child of my mother and father, I rushed into the kitchen skipping along the way. I was so loved by both my parents so much so that they couldn't afford seeing me cry. I got everything I wanted. I was an angel to their eyes. My father would sometimes say I was the God's gift. I don’t know why he had to add the, but he did, I always thought it was lame. "Hey daddy" I murmured lovingly as I moved to sit to his lap. "Hello sunshine" he whispered back lovingly matching my enthusiasm as he picked me up and placed me on his lap. "How was your day at school" he continued. "Oh daddy it was amazing; Miss Johnson gave us lollipops every time we got answers right" I chipped. "Wait! You have a new teacher now?" he asked smiling to me as I was making faces and giggl
A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 1: PART 3
SEVEN MONTHS LATER AFTER MY FATHER'S DISSAPEARANCE.... It had been a month since Michael moved in with us. He wasn't the father I had hoped for but he was loving; so I thought. I had been in my room playing alone as usual. It had been a routine I was used to, something I was comfortable with other than my mother constantly cursing and ignoring me like I was a disease. Sometimes I would lay down facing the roof, looking up at the stars my father painted for me on my room ceiling, wondering why he really he left us. I would sometimes think it was my fault but remembering my father's words like it was yesterday giving me hope, and I was able to ignore what my mother’s rants about me being the home wrecker. I laid there thinking about my mother’s words and the misery I was facing. "It is your fault your father left me" my mother would say furiously. "Her", it was all "her" what about me! Wasn’t I part of the family, I mean he left me too! Michael
A TROUBLED SURVIVOR, A TREANDING DESIRE CHAPTER 1: PART 4
He left me standing there in the bathroom covering myself shying away from him. The moment he got out I dashed out hurryingly scared he might come back. I swiftly searched for clothes I could wear that could hide my whole scars. I wore the clothes so fast scared of what he might do if I were to be late, without applying lotion. I winced from time to time but I had to suck it up. I packed my books and left the room, as it was already seventeen minutes after. ‘Yes I was smart but still fragile’ "Maxine...let’s go!" Michael shouted in the sitting room demandingly. ‘It’s only been eighteen minutes. Does he even know time?’ "I'm here" I came running out of breath fearing the worst. For some reason my body was starting to heal, I could feel my hurt lessening. I was glad I did not want my mother finding out nor Michael, I'm sure he would beat me just for that. "You two are getting along very well, I should leave you both more often" my mother
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