Jake walked into his room, he was just discharged from the hospital and he needed something to rest. The smell of the hospital's equipment still lingered all over him and he needed to get rid of it as soon as possible."Shit!" He mumbled as he walked into the bathroom with a deep frown on his face. Lately he'd thought about calling Alexis but he decided against it, he was going to give her the shock of her life.He thought about what he told Kingsley and he knew it wasn't necessary, since Mr Meyer has a soft spot for him, he'd gladly give him the CCTV footage instead of doing it legally.Jake quickly took his phone and he dailed Kingsley's number who picked up after the third ring."Hello," Kingsley said over the phone."I want you to hold on for the job I have to you," He said and he heard Kingsley chuckled. "If you don't have the guts to do it you shouldn't have thought about it in the first place," Kingsley mocked."That's not the point, I've found an easier way to get the CCTV foo
It’s been five minutes since I broke into my house and another two since I made it up the stairs to my bedroom.The only sound I hear as I move through the house is my heavy breathing. I half expect someone to jump out of the shadows but there’s no one.I stand still in front of my door, my hand in the air, mid-way to the knob. I’m not sure what to expect after ten years. Did they move my things out or did they simply ignore the room like they always ignored me?The silence drowns out my thoughts as I recall what I’m here for. Get the drive and be gone before anyone comes back.With a gulp, I push the door open and switch on the lights. When my eyes adjust to the room I see that everything is exactly where it used to be. My favorite teddy bear that Thomas bought me when I was five is still lying against the side of my bed. Even my books are still all over the floor from when Cassie barged into my room the day before our last birthday together and demanded that I give her my toys to pl
I light a cigar immediately as I enter the elevator and puff with a sigh. Home is a place where everyone longs to be. A sanctuary, some would say but it isn’t the same for me. It’s the last place I want to be.I loosen my tie as I get into the car. “Take the longer route,” I tell my driver when he gets in. There’s a hum and I know he heard me. Like every other employee he knows not to speak to me because there was no telling what my reaction would be. To them, I'm the hot-headed son with a short temper. It looks like only Karl didn’t get the memo after he was hired.Now that my mind has wandered back to him, I pull out my phone and put a call through to HR. When Thelma connects the call, I ask her to send me all the files on Karl and everything he submitted during his employment process. It would be on my desk first thing in the morning.I take another puff as the car rolls down the road. It’s going at a perfect pace for me. Not slow but also not fast enough to get me home earlier tha
Everyday that I see the sun rise is torture to my soul. Every morning that I wake up without Don by my side tears my heart into a million pieces.I don’t know where life ends and where death starts. They’ve both become the same to me. It has made me prisoner in this dark perilous place called my mind. I sit by the window every night and wait for the morning never breaks, but that even is too much to ask.This is my own hell. This is my own home.There’s nothing on the news about the explosion. If I hadn’t been there myself I wouldn’t even believe that it happened.No bodies have been found. That is both my hope and my nightmare. Two long months of emptiness and guilt, that is my punishment.What if he’s really gone? What if he didn’t survive? No one would be alive and stay hidden for that long. What if he’s out there looking for me?I deflate at that. The chances are unlikely, especially after the way we parted. I should have held onto him a little longer, laced his fingers with mine
It’s my first day as Cassie. Like I think she does every morning, I’m sitting in front of the dresser and struggling to put on makeup.I don’t know how Cassie used to do it, the perfect flawless look she always had whenever I saw her.I can’t even tell which comes first, I’m holding a small bottle that has foundation written on it but I have no idea how to get it on my face.How they hell was she able to use all this stuff? I throw the brush in front of me on the floor. At this rate I’m never going to leave the house.I hear Drew as he comes into the room. “What’s the matter?” he asks.I frown when I turn and see him with only a towel wrapped around his waist.“Carrie?”That brings my attention back to him. I force my gaze back up and glare at him. “I told you to call me Cassie, we can’t have you slipping up like this when we leave the house.”He scratches his chin lightly. “How about I give you a pet name, it’s only natural since we’re supposed to be married. It feels awkward calling
I don’t come downstairs until the doorbell rings. I’ve done a pretty good job of avoiding Jenny and now I was going to risk running into her.The entire house is quiet when I come down, she must be taking a nap. For some reason I tiptoe to the door and stifle a startle when I open the door to a rather grumpy looking Dr. Shelby.All since I’ve know him, he’s always smiling, patient. There was this airiness that surrounded him, it always made you feel at ease with him. But all that is left now are deep frown lines of his face and I hate to be the reason for it.“How did you think drinking while being pregnant was a good idea?” he asks the moment he steps past the threshold. “Why keep a child you’re not going to take proper care of?”My breath seizes in my lung. With a slight tilt to my head I study his expression. His eyes are accusing as the glares at me. This right here is not Dr. Shelby. Someone has taken him and put in place this angry version that I’m not used to.If anything I fee
There’s no a single explanation my mind can conjure for what happened. Every time I think I have it all figured out, another wall comes crashing into me.Does he not want to return because of me? Then what of Jenny? She misses him and he clearly misses her too, seeing how he risked coming to the park just to get a glimpse of her.My head is beginning to ache and the doubt that it was actually him begin to slip into the cracks of my mind.Drew could be right and I was just imagining him. If that was the case then my mind is daring very vivid, because the longing and worry I saw in his eyes couldn’t have been easily conjured with so much emotion attached to them.My entire body trembles as I exhale. In all of this I’m glad I reacted on time to my fall, otherwise Jakey could’ve been hurt and all for nothing at that. Keeping him means so much to me than going after what could possibly be Don’s look alike.I massage my forehead, the discomfort in there bordering on being unbearable. The As
My breath slows down as I watch him fall to the floor with a thud. In a minute I’m sprinting to his side and shaking him to wake up.I look around but there’s no one to help me. Taking his face in my hands I shake him again. “Drew! Wake up! Have you had so much to drink?” I ask him despite knowing he can’t hear him.Bending towards him I smell his breath, it was clear. Then why would- The wine, that was the last thing I saw him take, and he was being weird about it.Could the wine have been- I’m too afraid to admit what my brain already knew. He must’ve know too that the wine was poisoned and he readily took it from me and drank. That was why father looked furious.Uh Oh, Father knows.I look back to the door, half expecting Father to walk through it. I look back to Drew he was already turning a little too pale.“Why did you have to drink it?” I ask him, exasperated. “You should have thrown it away,” I cry.I don’t think I’ve ever felt this helpless before. My purse is in there with J