Alicia, a girl from New York, embarks on a journey to Colombia, thinking that she got her dream job not knowing that fate had other plans for her. Dive into this twisted story if you love plot twists.
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It was a wonderful day. I enjoyed the environment so much that the noise that filled the café didn’t act as a distraction. The breeze that found its way to me whenever the Café’s door opened, the laughter and jokes from a group of high school students that sat at a huge table, the fussing toddler and the two old men that were debating loudly about soccer in the corner didn’t bother me at all —my eyes were fixed on the screen of my laptop, my heart beating fast and loud, it felt like everyone in the café could hear it. I finally got the email that I waited for weeks to come through. My life was about to change for the better. I couldn’t hide the excitement that I felt, I smiled from ear to ear. I quickly put all my staff that was scattered all over the table inside my side bag, took the last sip of my coffee, and then went back home. I couldn’t contain my happiness; I swear the people who came across me on my way home thought I was crazy. I was so excited to share the good news with the only person who was important to me—Ms Jones. When I got home, she was cooking. The aroma was so welcoming. The apartment was cozy, warm, and felt like home. When Ms Jones saw me, she placed the wooden spoon that she was using to stir whatever she was cooking on the small bowl that was on the kitchen counter then gave me a warm embrace, her embrace was screaming “I missed you”. Those were the embraces that I got whenever I came back to the apartment. “Jeez!, I was only gone for an hour!.” A small chuckle escaped my mouth while trying to pull away from her embrace. “It felt like eight hours to me.” She whispered. “You’re being dramatic.” I made my way to the island to grab some grapes to eat while the food was still cooking. “I have some good news.” Ms Jones became silent for some time; it seemed like she was trying to guess the good news. “Did they arrest John?.” I wished that was the case. It would make my life much better. “No, I finally got a job…a good job, actually. It will help me to start my life afresh and create a good life for myself.” Ms. Jones smiled at me—it was clear that she was happy for me. She was the only person that I trusted and cared about me. “Oh, my baby! I’m so happy for you. You’ve been waiting for this moment for so long.” She gave me another warm hug; it felt exactly like my mom’s hug. “Thank you, You’re so sweet. I’m going to miss you so much when I’m in Colombia.” Her face completely changed out of nowher. She seemed shocked and afraid. “Colombia?” Yep!, She was shocked. “uhm…yes! I told you that I’ve been applying for jobs in different countries, I only…” I couldn’t even finish my sentence. She shook her head in disapproval. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go to Colombia, especially after what you’ve been through.” I knew that she was right and only wanted what was best for me, but it was what I wanted, to start my life afresh in a different country. “I know that you’re worried about me and want what’s best for me…but a part of me really wants to go to Colombia.” And she gave me that look—the only look that she gave me only when she was suspicious or doubting something. “You want to go to Colombia just for work, or this whole thing is about that guy, what’s his name again? Jason!, is this about him?” Both. I wanted to get the hell out of New York City and maybe to confront Jason. I didn’t say anything. My silence was loud enough and gave Ms Jones the answer that she already knew. “He’s not worth it, trust me. He abandoned you and treated you like some trash, and you’re willing to throw your entire life away and relocate just for him? Have you been talking to him?”. A sigh escaped my mouth, although I wanted it to be silent. “It’s not about him, I want nothing to do with him. I just want to relocate and forget about the past. Besides, even if I wanted to see him, I wouldn’t because he has a high profile. He’s in the past, I just want to forget about him.” Lies. Everything that I had said was a huge lie. Everything was about him. I knew that the chances of meeting or communicating with Jason were close to zero, but a part of me wanted to meet him and confront him for abandoning me and get some closure, but the other part of me despised him and wanted nothing to do with him. I hated him so much. I didn’t want to leave Ms. Jones behind; she was so important to me even though we were not related. She was the only person who had my back all the time—she saved me from getting raped by my cousin, took me in, and treated me like her own daughter. Her approval was so important to me, but I had to consider my happiness as well. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to move on with my life while still being in New York City, I wouldn’t be able to erase all the bad memories—from losing both my parents the same night in a car accident on their way to celebrate their 20th anniversary, to losing everything that belonged to my parents two days after their funeral, being homeless for about a month and failing to prove to the judge that my aunt forged the will that she used to take all my inheritance. It was way too much, and I wanted to put it all in the past. New York wasn’t the place for me if I wanted to get healing. Being in a different country would play a huge role on my journey to healing and starting over. “You’re an adult now, and you can make your own choices, I just hope you’re not making any mistakes. It will be hard to live by myself without you here. You know how much I love you, and you made it possible for me to know how it feels like to have a daughter.” I felt so guilty. It felt like I was disobeying and betraying her. I had to listen to her and be a good daughter to her, she was the best person—she came to my life when I had no one and was broken, she placed all the broken pieces back together and made me see the purpose of living again. “I am your daughter, and I love you so much. Going to Colombia doesn’t mean that I’m leaving you for good. You will always be in my life…I just need to do this for now, I strongly believe that it will help me to refresh my mind and find healing. Besides, I’m not safe here, John escaped from prison, and who knows what he’s going to do if he finds me?”. My life was a mess. “I understand. Just promise that you’ll call every day.” I finally saw a smile on her face. “I promise." _______________________________ Two weeks went by very fast, and two weeks felt like two days. In the blink of an eye, it was time for me to go to Colombia. I thought I was ready for whatever that was on the other part of the world, but I had no idea what was waiting for me. I was never ready for it.JASON I placed the glass of water on the nightstand and climbed on my bed. It was freaking hot, but the house felt so cold, dead, and empty. I scrolled through my phone, trying to find something to distract me, but I failed to keep my mind out of the place that I never wanted it to go to. It was the same routine every night—getting on my bed, hoping to fall asleep without thinking about her, but kept on spending the next two hours thinking about her and blaming myself for telling her to leave. She had been gone for two months, and each day I kept on convincing myself that I would go on with my life, that I would live my life the same way I was living when she wasn’t in my life. Well, lying to myself and being delusional had become a part of my daily routine. I didn’t want to admit it, but I was fucking missing her. Being in my office was a torture, seeing the view of the pool but not seeing her relaxing or swimming felt so wrong. Having dinner all by myself made me to not even enj
ALICIA It felt so good to be back in Medellin. The valleys, mountains, colorful towns, flowers, and the beach—it was so beautiful and hard to get over that place. I was very happy when Lisa invited me to join her after spending a week with Sebastian. Sebastian was a cool guy and knew how to not cross some boundaries. He made sure that I was comfortable around him, and it was easy to get used to him. we were starting to be friends, and i enjoyed his company, but i knew that spending time with Lisa would be so good. Lisa couldn’t help but notice that I wasn’t okay and forced me to tell her everything that had happened. She then asked Sebastian to help me get to Medellin. I knew that being in Medellin would help me to forget about Jason. I needed something to fix my broken heart, or at least forget about Jason. When I arrived, Jason’s parents were already outside waiting for me. Their big smiles made my heart dance. Their driver that was sent to get me from the airport by Jason’s
ALICIA I took a shower, trying to get him out of me, then packed my clothes on the huge suitcase. Some of my clothes couldn’t fit on the suitcase, forcing me to leave them on the closet. I made my way downstairs and saw him sitting at the dining table drinking whiskey from the bottle that was already half. He shifted his gaze to me, showing me his emotionless face. He watched me walking out of his house but didn’t move a muscle. I thought he would stop me from leaving, especially because it was after midnight, but he never did. When I got to the driveway, reality kicked in—I had nowhere to go. I took my phone to call Lisa, but her phone went straight to voicemail. Calling an Uber at that time of the night was a very stupid and dangerous move, but I had to get away from him. The Uber arrived within ten minutes. The driver helped me put the suitcase on the trunk and opened the door for me. When the car was moving away from Jason’s Villa, I looked back at the Villa and saw Jason thro
ALICIA If you thought going back to take his car from where it was parked, driving back to his house, leading me to my bedroom, taking of my clothes, pining me to my bed and fucking me would fix everything, then you thought damn wrong. I also thought wrong. He drove all the way back to his house without even looking at me. He looked pissed, disgusted, and maybe disappointed as well. He opened the door for me when we got to his house, grabbed me by my wrist, and he led me to my room. He didn’t say a word to me. He only took my clothes off and placed me on my bed. He took of his clothes, exposing his already hard enormous cock, immediately sending shivers down my spinal cord and heat between my legs. He got on top of me and penetrated without kissing me. It was very different from the time he took my virginity. When he took my virginity, he was gentle—he kissed me, touched me gently and made sure that I was wet before he penetrated but he was now pissed, he didn’t give a fuck about
ALICIAI was beyond pissed. “He took me to the strip club to get a dance from that whore?” I mumbled to myself while walking away. I was so mad at him because he brought me to the strip club while knowing how I felt about being in the club and what I went through the last time I was in the club. I bumped into someone because I couldn’t focus on where I was going. “Watch where you’re going, beautiful.” When I finally saw the face of the person that I had bumped into, I instantly recognized him. It was the guy I had seen earlier that morning at the restaurant. He gave me a huge smile, showing me that he knew who I was. “We met again. It seems like today is my lucky day...seeing such a beautiful person twice on the same day? It’s my lucky day.” He said, with a smile on his face. After convincing me to have a drink with him at the bar, I finally gave in. I knew that Sebastian was like an enemy to Jason, and distancing myself from him was logical, but I didn’t care at that moment, I was
ALICIA I called Ms. Jones to get my mind off the situation that had happened between Jason and I. Talking to her always calmed my soul. I called her almost every day, but I couldn’t tell her about my situation with Jason. She didn’t know Jason, but she hated him for abandoning me. I couldn’t stand withholding the truth from her but I knew that she would get so worried if I were to tell her the whole truth—that I wasn’t working, I got sold to Smash by my so-called cousin, and that I was staying with Jason. I knew that the best way to tell her everything was to tell her face to face. Dolores made my phone call short when she came to my room and told me that Jason wanted to have dinner with me. I didn’t want to see him but I was hungry. I went to the dining room, and the first thing that I saw was him. His cold gaze shifted to me the moment I walked in. I sat across from him and started eating the salmon that was placed on the plate. I could feel his gaze on me, but I avoided eye cont
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