"Shit! shit! I'm sorry I didn't mean to. Did you burn yourself, miss?" Cole frantically apologizes to the woman in front of him.
"Shit! shit! I'm sorry I didn't mean to. Did you burn yourself, miss?" Cole frantically apologizes to the woman in front of him.
“She had these sparkly grey eyes. Her brows frame her face so well and her ginger hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her lips are supple looking in a natural pink flush complimented by her snub nose. She has high cheekbones that commands attention and a pale complexion that makes her look like a living corpse.”
A month has already passed and Cole have not had much luck in his search for the woman responsible for making his heart race. He even went as far as publishing her face in news papers. Still he heard nothing from her. Though he was able to gather ample information about her. The basics like her full name, blood type, cup size, vital statistics, hobbies and her entire background down to the brand of her shampoo and perfume.
A year later…A bumpy start is nothing compared to the joy of the present. Cole and Liz have to admit that even though both of them are each other’s rebound they are enjoying each other’s company. So much so that they got used to livin
March 10, 1991
The salty breeze is evident as the crystal sliding door was half open letting the wind in. The white curtains that reached the floor flailed in all its glory against the iridescent teal waves on the background kissing the white shoreline. A white pergola liven up the porch with a combination of blue and green sea gradients for the see through cloths draping around it. Liz lied on a white swing bed attached to it. The sky blue bed cushion matches the white with yellow starfish pattern and midnight blue throw pillows spread around it. Her hair was loosely braided to the side and she wore this mint green poncho over her white maxi dress and a pair of flipflops.Quinn was fast asleep, cuddled next to her right arm. While the other hand clinged to a book she was reading to past the time. Every time she does that she feels like she visits another world without the need of packing a suitcase, moving her feet, riding a cab, sail thr
Liz was still shaking next to her husband and was half aware of herself. When he catched her she shoved him away but pulls him closer for a hug anyway. She needed him after all."I can't believe I tried to kill my own son. I don't deserve to be a mother. That's just unforgivable."Seeing his wife devastated he tried to get Quinn for the mean time until she calms down but she held to him even tighter."No you are not taking me son anywhere but here beside me. He stays with me, right hun?" Liz combs through the hair of the still asleep Quinn. She was just thankful that even in such commotions he was still safe in his slumber. Cole can only kiss his wife's forehead to console her.When Liz was finally aware and what happened sinked in she heard muffled sobs from Cole. Apart from seeing him kill in cold blood for the first time, it was also a first to see him this vulnerable. She needed to come c
"The prodigal son indeed. I should thank Liz here for convincing you to pay a visit." Benjamin turned around welcoming Cole to their hide out. "Mom and dad gladly joined the reunion too."Contrary to how he described it Liz, Margarette and Midas were all tied in various posts. Each with a different kind of torture method. Liz was chained at the center post on top of a plank with a large fiberglass saltwater tank and a swimming bull shark below it. One press of the button and she becomes its lunch. Yes, he is twisted like that.Midas was on the far left side post, had his arms forcefully stretched out. Metal bars with holes only fit for each fingers lock in place that were on standby in each side. Tightening it depending on how Cole answers. With the purpose of crushing it eventually. Margarette on the other hand has a drill moving closer to her still functioning eye. Ready to make her totally blind this time.