Mary was one of the persistent people Roman had a fling with and who kept coming back, despite the fact that she knew what Romans reply would be and the last time he'd seen her was five months ago.Throwing her legs apart, she climbed him and brought her hands around his neck, whispering, "Didn't you miss me too?""I did not." Roman replied blatantly."Still as straightforward as ever." She said, unhooking her bra."This is not gonna work." Roman told her."Just play with me." She retorted, bringing his hands to her boobs. "In those few months I was away, all I could ever think of was you."Roman snorted. Hearing those words from her made him want to burst out laughing. Roman couldn't believe that he'd once had a thing for her.She wasn't the type to think about someone that wasn't herself.He couldn't deny that she had a fine, firm and round breast and that the way her nipples poked through the fabric of his shirt almost made him feel aroused.Pulling away his hands, Roman said, "Yo
Roman was distraught.And confused.He didn't know why he had the urge to protect or explain anything to Emily. But he found himself doing it.Pointing at Mary, he turned furiously and said, "I think you should keep your distance.""Wow!!" She replied, surprised etched in her voice, "Never thought I'd see the day when Roman chased me out of his house because of a woman."Trust Mary to exaggerate things. He scoffed, he wasn't bothered by how she took or interpreted the statement he just made. He didn't care either."Must be your lucky day then." Roman replied, "And just so you know, I like my sanity and peace. And you're the polar opposite of what those two things represent.""I really wish I could cheer for you, but I can't." She replied bitterly and snickered, "But it's just so funny. Does she know who you are? No, what you are?""This has nothing to do with Emily." Roma growled."Does she know you're a dead man with a heart that doesn't bleed?"Stop!" Roman warned."Does she know wh
The bell from the catholic church just by the corner of fourth street rang, signaling the beginning of the catholic mass. This was the only reason most people hated the neighborhood. The annoying sound of the bell. Somehow it got linked to every mishap that took place in the hood. For some, it was a nuisance and for others, it served as an alarm. Arousing them from their deep sleep, or mishap, while some, it brought them to terms with reality.The occupants of the single room, just adjacent to the church, belonged to the last group. Emily Sue with a sad and faraway look in her eyes sat quietly on a double sized bed, her hands supporting her head which was bent, on both sides.Her nose and eyes were red and puffy, you could see that she'd be crying. Litters of used tissue lay scattered on the floor of the tiny room she shared with her roommate.Not because she couldn't afford a better living space, but because she didn't think she would live long enough to enjoy such luxury, so, inst
Emily woke up to the smell of freshly baked cookies hitting her nose and a vague recollection of yesterday's dream.She certainly knew that she had an awful dream, but couldn't wrap her head around what it was about. Signs of tissues littering the floor reminded her about what happened yesterday.Yawning, she kicked off her duvet, turned her face down on the bed and whispered a word of prayer before strutting out into the kitchen to see whatever it was Lauren was doing.It was the weekend which meant that the level of noise would be double the normal."You are an early riser, aren't you? Taking milk and cookies by this time in the morning." Emily scoffed, "What's the time exactly?" She asked, raising her head to look at the wall clock directly opposite of her."It's eleven a.m in the morning and I'm just having breakfast." Lauren replied, "Do you have an issue with that?""Wait? It's already eleven?" Emily asked, surprisedly lazed in her tone, "I must have slept in." "You always sleep
The weekend came and went without a sign and soon it was Monday. It wasn't a form of complaint because Emily loved Monday's.Snippets of her conversation with Lauren yesterday filed through her mind and gave her a certain sense of hope as she parked her sixteen year old vehicle that had toiled the road with her and was looking worn out but prim due to inconsistent maintenance.The noise from her stilettos marked her entrance as she squared her shoulders and walked into her office. By now, everyone knew that Emily had cancer. Emily of the most high, as most people liked to call her.The smell of drugs and antiseptic filled her nose and she inhaled it.This was life. Wondering what her life would be like once she lost touch with this world, she turned on the doorknob to her office and stepped in. She sensed something vaguely odd about today.The room was still dark and smelt stuffy with a mix of medically treated tools that reeked antiseptic. Emily was used to the aura by now, because
~LAUREN~A closer look at the picture Emily sent confirmed to Lauren all that she already knew about. It wasn't an ordinary canine and didn't belong to normal people. Simply put, it belonged only to specific people, judging by the length, curves and the razor sharpness of it.Only a sourdre de sang had canine this sharp. Her boss had been right all along. The tooth In Emily's possession spelt danger. But how could she bring herself to tell Emily that?Clenching and unclenching her fist, she wondered about the possibility of it. This world was really a small place, a merry go round type.So far as Lauren was willing to let on, the owner of that tooth was going to search for it until he found it. And that was an easy task, especially if it was in the hands of someone as naive and innocent as Emily.Reaching for her phone, she dialed Emily's number."You've got some information for me?" Emily picked up."Jesus! Emily, where did you find that thing?" Lauren said, a hint of disturbance i
"So Mrs. -" Emily looked from the woman who sat in front of her to the folder in her hands, "Mrs. Cadbury, I would love to schedule an appointment for you to have your braces done by next week."Mrs. Cadbury nodded in agreement, her eyes darting to and fro, watching every movement her dentist made. Especially the way her eyes never let the wall clock hanging directly above her head.It would be the first time that Emily would seem so distracted and a little bit absent minded. It was so unlike her. The Emily she'd come to adore was a chatty type and a life of the party person.Quite sincerely, she felt bad for Emily, or rather pity. Pity would be the word she'd like to use , but again, she knew how much people detested pity. How could a young and vibrant lady like Emily suddenly come down with cancer?Anyway, that was the problem with doctors. They had all the time in the world to take care of others but never cared that much about themselves. She shook her head.The lady was the last
Heart pounding erratically, Emily barged into her office and turned the lock securely in place.What she had seen with her eyes was yet to sink in. Was he really what she thought he was? She placed both hands on her chest, as if that would stop the intense beating of heart."Okay, Emily," she thought out loud, "You're inside now. You're safe."But the intruder didn't even spare her a chance to bask in her short victory when he decided to make his presence known."I'm faster." He spoke from right inside her office. "About your statement, are you sure?"Emily felt the blood rush to her head, even as it threatened to explode just by hearing that voice. She couldn't contain her fear anymore.Was that even possible? Did he vaporize through the thin air here? Thinking it was her mind playing games, she turned around to be certain.He was really in her office. Sitting on her chair with both legs crossed. Toying with the tooth, taking his time to look around the office and smirking at her whe