Roman"Which one is yours?"the woman seated next to him asked and he wondered what to tell her.Should he have mentioned to her that her staring at him for the last thirty minutes creeped him out? Or the fact that she had her hand on his thigh the whole time the play went on? The whole thirty minutes had been pure torture to him. Seated in a crowded room, with a bunch of people he didn't know and worst of all was seeing Romeo and Juliet kiss on the stage."Neither," he muttered,"my son works with the lighting""Aah, that's nice. My son is the one playing Romeo,"she smiled.Aah, the guy who was kissing his son's girlfriend, totally no coincidence, he thought. He remembered how Seth didn't even want to be part of the play in the first place but when Tessa got the role of Juliet he worked day in day out trying to get the lead role of Romeo. Too bad he didn't get the part and ended up being the guy working with the lights and the stage effects."You must be proud and so is his dad,"Roman
MikaellaWhat was it they said about children? That children were a bundle of joy. Ofcourse sure they were, children were and always will be cute bundles of joy well that was before they started crying, throwing tantrums, pulling your hair, kicking bowls of cereals down the floor and you'd be forced to clean the whole house again.After washing the dishes, she wiped her hands with the kitchen rag wondering why Kylie wasn't making a fuss over her refusal to give her the chocolate ice cream Marc brought her. She had dreamed of having a child, atleast that's how she felt, memories or not and now with Kylie around the house, she could say she was content with everything. Marcus seemed to be happy too, not a day went by without Rue feeling a tad bit jealous of the relationship Kylie and her husband shared."Kyles-Ky-" she stopped in the little doorway separating the dining room and the living room.Leaning against the wall, she watched daughter and father cocooned in each other's arms heav
RomanDays earlier, he was at the school for a random play of Romeo and Juliet and now he was at the school again for a totally different reason.It upset him how many times he had to visit the school for the parent-teacher thing. He had missed an important meeting with the Chinese investors just to be here. Seth had assured Roman that his grades were fine and the whole thing would merely take minutes. One hour past he was still staring at a blank chair waiting for the next teacher to walk in. The maths teacher had been kind enough to tell Roman that his son's grades were peaking at a faster rate while the geography teacher went on and on about how Seth made unnecessary jokes in his class teasing his toupee and that although he still aced his exams, such unruly behavior wouldn't go on in his class.The next teacher to come in, should have been the English teacher but he took his time and it pissed Roman. He looked at the hour hand on his Rolex watch frustrated that it was already on
****Marcus Pierce****"Don't you think this has gone on long enough?"His dad asked sipping cold beer from the mug. Sunday afternoon and his parents decided to visit him and his family. He never had a good relationship with his dad something that Ruby wanted to change but didn't get the chance to.There was always something that fathers expected to get in return from their sons. And as for his father, it was the same, he wanted Marcus to be a great architect just like he was. Adam Guilliano Pierce, the great and renowned architect. For a while, Marcus thought that architecture was his calling, his father had high expectations about him so why let him down? He had studied architecture, he was on his way to become like his dad but when Ruby Grayson died things changed.Suddenly getting justice became more of his calling than designing and buildings. Sure his vengeance had a role to play in when he decided to quit and become a cop but over the course of the years he realized that being a
RomanEver said something and at the time it really sounded doable, only reality hit different and things went unexpectedly? Better yet ever tried recording your voice thinking that your voice would outmatch that of Nick Jonas, only after listening to your voice you realized that you were probably the worst singer to walk the face of the earth? Well, that's how he felt."I believe you got me wrong, Ms Carter. I'm asking you to dinner in my house and I'll personally cook for us to make amends"The statement had sounded so bold in his mind. He would 'personally cook', something that had sounded so easy in his mind only it wasn't easy. He had cooked before. Debra Cervantes, his mother had ensured his sons knew how to cook. He wasn't exactly a pro like Gordon Ramsay but still he knew a thing or two.Rather disappointment hit him in the face after realizing not cooking for so long had messed him up. He couldn't cook. Two hours twenty minutes later, Roman was still staring at the sloppy mes
Mikaella"Remember to brush your teeth before going to bed,"Ruby knelt on the tiled floor of the airport while Carmen stood behind her alongside some other colleagues she worked with."Yes mom,"Kylie said clutching Mr Knuckles in her hands."And what did we say about too much chocolate?""It's bad for my teeth,"Kylie smiled and Mikaella put her hand on her mouth trying to ward off the emotions that wanted to erupt.She was leaving them for the very first time and although she had promised to keep it together, she couldn't do it. Ironically, Kylie seemed okay with her departure, she hadn't cried or made a fuss. All she did was, ask when Ruby would be back and if next time she and Marcus would tag along.She stood up from the floor her eyes meeting those of Marcus,"We'll be okay, babe. We can manage,"he said calmly wiping the tiny drops of tears on her cheeks.It irked her that they were okay with everything. She was a drama queen that much she had figured. But was it too much to ask,
ᕙKevin CervantesᕗHe lived with the same stinking feeling of being unwanted, being judged, being hated, quite frankly he felt like he deserved it all. The air was calm, the sun up as it always was in LA, he sat on the bench in Medford park and no, he wasn't a psycho who'd watch women's boobs jiggle as they went for a morning run again he wasn't there because he had a dog that liked the park, he never did like dogs to begin with."Hi,"a brunette waved at him shyly running past him in those new Amazon leggings that really accentuated women's butt. I suppose it was strange for women to see a man they would only seen in magazines calmly seated on a bench in an ordinary park doing nothing.Except he wasn't just doing nothing. Chloe took her morning runs around that park and every day since they got out of jail, he would get up early, sit on the same bench waiting for her and getting to see her run even from a distance. An hour of waiting and there she was. Like a mama goddess pushing aroun
Mikaella"Y-you don't understand I-,"Ruby rubbed circles on Carmen's back as she leaned into the toilet bowl spewing all her stomach contents.She only paused to say that she wanted to meet Kimberly Cervantes. Ruby wanted to meet her too especially when they had locked eyes earlier that evening. When she had called out a certain name from the crowd, 'Mikaella'. Was Kimberly Cervantes interested in talking to her? She asked herself, but because of Carmen's greed of shrimps they were missing their chance to talk and actually give gratitude to the woman who had made their stay in New York city worth while."I-I think I'm fin-" and before Carmen could stand up, she was at it again, vomiting like crazy.How much shrimp had she really had?"I told you, didn't I? I warned you of the shrimp but no, Ruby's always wrong and Carmen is always right. Didn't you ask yourself why no one was eating it or ordering shrimp cocktail? It's alright, let it all out,"Ruby continued patting her back, the very