****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
ᕙ Kevin Cervantes ᕗ"Oh my God, it's you"He was just as shocked to hear her speak like she recognized him. He wanted to blame everything on his jetlag, blame it on the scotch he had in his private jet as he flew all the way to New York."Y-yeah"He said almost out of breath, sure her straight caramel hair was now shorter and curly; sure her ascent sounded way off than before, a bit funny even. Was it Australian or German? Seeing her infront of him was like watching one of those silly horror movies where the dead man wakes up in slow motion and talks.On his way to New York he kept on recalling Kimberly's words, he had flown all the way here on a hunch not that he believed his sister or anything. He wanted to put an end to Kim's madness,only it wasn't madness. Mikaella was actually alive, breathing. What about the churned body from the accident?Blood tests were carried out, DNA samples from the body matched those of Seth's proving it was Mick's body. Unless the results themselves wer
***Marcus Pierce***Asleep or not, he too heard someone's voice call out 'Mikaella'. Immediately he sat up on his bed resting his back on the head board, his nerves getting the best of him, his heart beating rapidly and a cold chill running through his spine. "I-i'm sorry. I must have mixed up the addresses", the guy spoke from the other end of the line."Wait. My friend would like to meet you, she's a big fan" Mikaella shouted and Marcus guessed that the guy must have left immediately he saw her.Eight years and he would still recognize that voice from anywhere. It was Kevin's voice. To be precise, Kevin Cervantes. He ran his hands through his hair uneasily...what was he doing in New York! Why was he knocking on Mick's door? How did he find out that she was in New York?A million questions raced in his mind as he clutched the bed sheets in his tight fists getting pissed by the fact that his father had failed him once again.'I assure you none of the Cervantes family will be in New Y
Mikaella"I know. I know but something happened at home. I'll tell you all about it", Ruby spoke over the phone hanging up and placing the phone in her purse as soon as she heard the last call for her flight.Looking back at the cloudy weather behind her, she sighed inhaling as much air as she could before taking her bags and getting into the plane like the rest. As soon as she spotted her seat next to a breastfeeding mom, she went there and sat. She pondered over everything that happened in New York.Actually nothing happened in New York, atleast she went site seeing, went to Central park, got a view of the Empire building, ate American food like buffalo wings, fried chicken, french fries, corn dogs among others. Although New York didn't bring the kind of feeling she wanted, she realized home was where her family was, her memories were where her family was.The thought of Kylie being sick traumatized her. The last time she was sick, Ruby ended up getting the shock of her life after t