CHAPTER SIXIsabella returned home looking tired. She flunged her bag violently towards the direction of a chair that occupied a void space within and as she stood for a while staring at a distant nothing, her eyes were unfocused and glazed. Her whole body was wet and her breast starined slightly across the white shirt. As she reached out to the towel to dry her hair, her feet felt heavy on the ground. Her back propped up by the cushion, legs stretched, and her head thinking deeply on how to execute her plans with Jasmine. The fans were whirling slowly in the ceiling and she could also feel the cool breeze. The bright bulb dangled from the celling, it cast a long shadow on the wall. Clara dashed out from the room when she heard Isabella footsteps. She was already relaxed on the chair with a towel laced tightly around her hair. 'Oh darling, you're back, you would have gone through a lot''Surely' She was brisk with her words and Clara wondered if she had o
CHAPTER SEVENShe saw the dark street that ran cold in silence as they stood beside an abandoned house, covered by thin borders of red flowers. Her sences were momentarily lost to the pain that struck her waist and it seemed she was also tired of waiting for the taxi. She stretched her left leg foward and it felt lighter still. And for a long while, they engaged themselves in playful conversations, nasty jokes and confusing looks that saw smiles shyly flooding through their face. The street light illuminated them into the night, with a sort of amber glow all over their body. They hugged themselves and smiled behind their backs. It had been July since they both smiled at each other but there was a strangeness in Isabella's smile. It was wild and her intentions revealed it. Her whole body felt the cool breeze in the air, that also seeped through, but hugged tightly to her until Clara released herself from the embrace because she no longer felt convenient in this late hour
CHAPTER EIGHTIsabella was walking alone,the delibrate slowless of her feet was the perfect echoes of a dead street. The smile that stretched to her lips made it clear that she wanted to have Leo by her side all through the cold morning, gripping tightly on his lonely bed. She unbottened her cardigan, and flung to her right arm, while her shoulders were left bare. She edged closer to the door and her smile enraged widely and above her lips, and the lights around his silent gardens beamed all over her. It was the smell of hibiscus that appealed most to her. She was curious and scared and was finding a better way to lure him to her, she had thought deeply, and it would sound more enticing to him if she appeared. She swirled her gown slightly to the position of her breast and rubbed a small portion of mud on her brow, to appear as someone who had been infuriated deeply, and hurt. He would likely listen to her, especially when it was late in the night, and all the tales associated with
CHAPTER NINEClarra had woken up slightly, gradually her eyes opening up to a empty space, in which she had relaxed unconciously on the faded wall. Her slowly opening eyes recognized a bright light, and a fan that whriled slowly in the celling. Her hands and mouth are tied tightly and she could barely breath. Jasmine trooped slowly into the room and began smiling widly even when she screamed so loud, it was curled in a kind of depressed voice because her mouth was tied tightly with a black cloth. 'Why are you shooting, you can't be heard?Jasmine walked up to her, and smiled a mad smile, removing the cloth from her mouth and pressuring his lips tightly to hers till she kept nodding her head to express disapproval. She had never felt so humiliated and irritated not until this moment. She moved back slightly, dragging her backwards legs. She gasped for breath and it ran suddenly.'What have I done to you?'Love had caused you this harm, you're obstinate!'I don't get, Lo
CHAPTER TENClara leaped to her feet and lunged forward, slamming herself against the balcony, as she ran across the other room and finally came out of the building. It was dark. She was breathing heavily as she paused and swifted across the bush. Clara wasn't sure where she was heading to but she needed to trust herself even when it didn't matter. Jasmine still knelt in the pains that struck him by his thighs and his hands caresssing the position softly. He stood up, with an groaning face and ran fingers through his hair. He needed to find her, evem though, it would cost her life. He removed the gun from the wardrobe and cleaned it with the handerchief in his hands, pressing it down to his pants. He wore a black jacket and ran quickly outside in search of her Clara could feel a bead of sweats assembling around her brow. She wiped them with the beam of tiredness still in her eyes. They were whirling round to know the location which she could douge into. Her lips were hot and her h
CHAPTER ELEVENClara rolled her eyes, as tears streamed down gently to her fair cheeks. She gazed as they moved Leo to the ward in the corridor. Those eyes had already been buried in tears and it streamed down slowly till she whipped them and sat down. Leo placed his hand on his chest and the blood wetted that position. A large portion of his shirt was soaked with blood. It was already becoming a nightmare to Clara as she couldn't believe with her eyes that all these things are happening around her, the pains stuck her heart which gave way to the streams of tears.She felt breathless as if they were no life in her, it was difficult to imagine these situations gathering round her mind. It took some deep moment to reflect on her life, she was completely lost when her father came into the hospital . Clara had worned out of asking any nurses who walked across her, but it seems repulsive. He had been waving but seems completely lost as if she is not in this world.'Clara,
CHAPTER TWELVEHer eyes were bright and her legs pressed forward in amazement. Isabella's breast flung out widely and bounced gently through the red loosed gown which obviously made her shoulder looked bare. The gown slightly held the breast but had clinged tightly to her large nipples. It was her usual of dressing and it suited her to appear in a lustful style. Most often, her father was always tempted when she slept on the cushion after late clubbing. She was often lying naked, breast not fully covered and her legs yanked almost in separate destination. He would always nag until he heard him in a fainting despair and swifty ran to wear a night gown that reached to her knees. The way people stared at her in the hospital seemed as if there was a terrifying feeling about her, which stalked their minds. Her dark shades excused her from the feeling that someone was staring at her and as she walked in her heel, her knees almost knocked. She strolled across people who sat on the chair an
CHAPTER THIRTEEN'Are you drunk again, you smell so bad'Sir Alfonso raised his eyebrows in frustrations slamming the door with an irritation that sprawled around his eager face. Isabella barely made her way through the door, as she held tightly to get father's arm, and when he had released her, she thrusted forcefully on the cushion. He could see her breast, and they pointed out naked; in a glaring manner that made him feel tempted. Anytime he remembered that Isabella was her daughter, he felt a strike of pain in his mind and his heart throbbed heavily. She had just returned from the hospital and it seemed that he equally guessed that she had been heart broken by the proximity of Clara and Leo. 'Dad, Clara thinks she can have anything he want' she balanced on the chair, till with her head still whirling side ways, upwards and her eyes reddened.'Where did you get alcohol this morning''Its not your business, you have never cared''i have, only that you have chosen to go the wrong wa