Hunter's p.o.v.
Seeing her smile reminded me of times when we were literally on best of terms.
Not like there was much of that, but the few times were actually worth the memory.
I honestly don't think I can hold much anger against her. She not telling me about Louisa wasn't entirely her fault. I'm partly to be blamed for that.
Heck.. I'm to be fully blamed for it, if she had told me about Louie earlier than when I had found out I may have called her a liar.
But then again, she didn't fully lie. I did lose a child. Louisa's brother.
As I watched her smile, I imagined the little baby had looked like her. With her bold brown eyes and almost ivory skin. He would have been perfect.
But he's no more. That ice of reality poured down my spine.
" Let's get going. I'm beginning to think that they'd be getting worried" I said as I stood to my feet and stretched out my arm to aid her.
She willingly avoided my hand and stood by herself.
" What did Mr Reid say about the disturbance?" She asked as she dusted off her clothing.
Truthfully, I hadn't thought about it yet. But it should definitely fall along the lines of ' I told you so '.
" I don't know yet. Haven't seen him since the threats. I'm gonna get an earful" I replied with a smile even though deep down I was silently panicking.
" It's going to be okay" she consoled and suddenly turned around to walk away in the other direction.
" Where are you going?" I asked, clearly surprised at her actions.
" Home" a simple response she gave with a half shrug. Not even sparing me a glimpse.
" Let's go this way, I'll take you. " I suggested as I took two steps forward in her direction.
" I know my way around" she retorted and kept walking away.
" What are you doing?" She's still confusing me.
My question may have seemed funny to her cause it caused her to giggle and turn around for a bit.
" Just because you apologized doesn't mean I forgive you"
And after that, she headed back in her direction.
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I had gotten home and dad informed me that Iris had arrived few minutes earlier.
And yes, Dad, Mom and Love are staying over possibly till tomorrow morning.
Releasing a deep breath and did quick scan around the living room. I walked up to the mini bar and was about to pour myself a glass of whiskey before dad's voice came through.
" Drop that bottle or you'd find your entire cabinet filled with fruit juice by daylight"
And I grudgingly obeyed.
It's not like I had a choice to actually go against him. I'd literally find my cabinet filled with fruit punches if I did.
" Have you spoken to the Reid's? You know, the family you were marrying from?" I turned around to see him strolling into the living room with his two hands in his pockets.
After a sigh, I placed my glass back on the shelf and toyed with the unopened bottle before me.
" I'm scared of what Mr Reid may have to say"
He regarded me for a few seconds then drew out a seat to stay next to me.
" It wasn't your fault you know, or was it?" The question and his tone made me feel like dad had a hunch that something isn't going right.
" It wasn't, but it's his daughter we're talking about here"
" The daughter who's still alive?"
" Dad.... I endangered her life. It's not gonna be so easy to brush that off"
" It's a rival company isn't it? He'd definitely understand"
" I doubt he would" it came out as a mutter but dad being interested in this conversation heard it all.
" Son there is something you aren't telling me" even through his glasses, I could see his suspicion.
But what exactly should I say? It's not like I can just be all " yeah, you know that man you destroyed his packages some years ago? Uhun.. he's after me"
Actually, that sounds a lot better than I thought.
" I don't particularly have anything hidden Dad. You know it all"
" I don't think I do and where exactly did go? Miss Jules showed up earlier than you did. As someone who went looking for her I expected you two to return together"
" I did go looking for her but she refused to return with me. I'm not to be blamed for that" I shrugged and dropped the bottle back on the table.
" Did she mention that she had quit her job?"
" No. She didn't but I'm aware." Exhaling and standing to my feet almost abruptly.
" Is there a reason in particular why she may be resigning?" He piped up again but still remained comfortably seated.
" Like I said, she didn't mention it to me. You should have asked her that when she quit" my response came out a bit curt and official but I was too tired to discuss this at the moment.
All I need is a good shower, some rest and a few hours to think of how to approach Mr Reid.
" Goodnight Dad. I'd see you tomorrow" then I began heading for the stairs but he spoke again.
" But you've found out, haven't you?"
I turned slowly and raised a brow at his question. I'm not even sure I know what he's referring to.
" I don't get it"
" You've figured out that Louisa is your daughter haven't you?" He asked a bit more clearly this time and I felt my world drop.
Wait a minute!!
" You knew?" My question came with a gush of air.
Was there literally anyone who didn't know about her?
Was I practically the only one ignorant?
" Of course I knew! Why else did you think I'd send my best secretary to work for you and still live under your roof?"
" Jesus! Dad!.. that explains... But you.. I.. how?" No coherent words could be formed in my head.
Dad knew Louisa is my daughter!?
" How did I get to know? Well as a staff under my business, you have to fill out a bio which she did and I recognized the name of her parents. The same name of two of my employees who had quit their jobs without specific reason. During that same period, your school records state that she had withdrawn from school. A girl known as Iris Shawn. The same girl Dylan had complained about that you usually hit" he explained and without doubt, I could see his anger rolling off his shoulders. His narrowed eyes are enough expression.
" Dad I-" I began but he cut me short.
" I'm not done." He stands to his feet and makes his way towards me. " So I put two and two together and felt that you may have a hand in her drop out. That's why I gave her the job at my office. Her qualifications didn't meet the standard but I wouldn't let you strip that bright girl of her future. So even though she was the most tattered and unorganized person at the interview, I gave her the job. Then comes a day when her daughter follows her to work cause she was too ill to go to school and when I set eyes on the girl, I was reminded of you"
I remained unblinking as he continued.
" I didn't want to make assumptions, so I did something. I told her that I'd get someone trusted to take Louisa for a test so they'd figure out what's wrong with her and when they did, I gave an underground cheque to run a DNA test and it appears positive. Interesting little story, right son?"
" Dad let me-" he cuts me again.
" Let you what? Explain? Dylan complained that you hit her but I didn't believe him. I was so stupid to see that my son was being an idiot in public. Then you get her pregnant too? Have you no heart!?"
" Dad I'm-"
" You could have ended that girl's future if she wasn't smart enough or if I wasn't merciful enough. The day she drops by, you call me to say that you can't work with her? Are you really that shameless!?" He was technically shouting now and I'm silently praying that everyone else is asleep.
" Dad-"
" I've stayed quiet, watching you, waiting for you to come up to me and tell me the truth. But you'd rather hide it. For how long did you think it'll last?"
" Dad I personally found out some days ago"
" Then I must inform you that you lack observance"
" Dad please-"
" Don't Dad me. Your mom and I are both highly disappointed in you"
And with that he walked past me and up the stairs.
Iris's p.o.v.————— Exhausted? Yes, you got that right. It took a total of thirty minutes to get washed up and tucked into bed. Louie was already asleep by the time I got home, so that made the job of resting a whole lot easier. I had just turned out the lights in the room and tried to get comfortable when I had an itchy feeling in my throat and realized that I was thirsty.Trust your body to bring up needs at the wrong moment.I tried to ignore the feeling for a while, thinking I could sleep. But after a few minutes, the itching grew worse. With an annoyed groan, I switched on the lights and dragged myself off my bed before heading for the door. Making sure to turn around and check on Louisa once again, I opened the door a tad bit too slowly t
Third person p.o.v." Arrrgh, you stepped on me mother fucker!" " Shhhh.. you'd wake them up" He released a sigh and glanced at his watch. " How much longer do we have to wait? My back is killing me for bending too long"" Stop whining and be a man. We'd just wait for that Iris girl to go to bed and we move" " Hmmmph.. fine" The two stayed crouched behind the flower beds as they watched her window, following her every movement.Infact, at some point they didn't mind watching her a little longer when she took off her dress to take a shower.They admired her slender body from afar even though all they could see was her outline from her head to her thighs." Damn.. are you sure we can't hit another target after this?" The one with the spiky platinum blonde hair said, as his eyes were
Hunter's p.o.v " And yesterday can be classified as a bad Friday for the McConnell family as hours after the wedding disruption, the personal residence of the very own son of The Mr McConnell was brought down to the ground in ashes, sometime between eleven pm to twelve AM. According to the phone calls gotten by the police from Mr McConnell himself, he says everyone is safe and doing well except for a missing child who goes by the name Louisa Shawn. Five years of age. The police have vowed to bring the perpetrators to justice, but if anyone spots this little girl anywhere kindly keep her safe and or report to the nearest security body" The newscaster keeps on speaking as an image of Louisa that was emailed to the police this morning appears on the screen.
Third person p.o.v.The little girl blinked at least twice to be sure she was awake and not still dreaming, but the environment still looked the same. An old creaked sofa directly opposite her line of sight, a few wooden stools scattered here and there, torn curtains and dusty shelves. Louisa could swear that this was a set for a movie, and the shadow cast nature of the room wasn't helping matters. She used her hands to elevate herself from the cushion she was placed upon, and she may have used a little too much force because the moment her tiny hands came in contact with the plushy surface, she raised a blinding array of dust. And she couldn't help but sneeze. Twice actually. That was when she began to hear shuffling from the other side of the four cornered enclosure."I think she's awake" a voice whispe
Iris's p.o.v." I'll get it" Megan says as she rises from her sitting position by my side to answer the door. I briefly wiped my tears and rose to my feet also. Megan's mom tried to hold me down a bit but I passed her a weak smile and stood." My goodness Bonita.. how are you!? Where's your brother and Brooks junior?" A sopranic voice rang through out the living room and I suspected it had to be their aunt Laurel. Soon, there was a clatter of voices. The exchange of pleasantries created a buzz of excitement through out the room as everyone here was familiar with her, including Edward, Cheryn, Claudette, Guillermo and Jenny.Perks of living with Hunter. The rest of the family appeared jovially, with bright smiles on their faces out of their various locations to come welcome their sister/aunt. I think she came with her husb
Iris's p.o.v.Nine pm. It's almost a whole day since Louisa went missing. A whole day is more than enough to do a lot of things to a little person. Trust me, I do not want to think of the possibilities. We had been designated to various rooms shortly before dinner, for everyone to finally get some rest after eating. I couldn't even eat a thing at the dining table, so I left them all there and headed for my room. Uncle Tucker and his wife were to follow Aunt Laurel home right after dinner. And yeah I was right, she did come with her husband and her son Cody. At least Cody was another light to my day, but his age grade reminded me too much of Louisa so I had to cut our little conversations short. As to why Aunt Laurel had a child as young as
Third person p.o.v. He stood by the door and watched his Aunts' and Uncles' drive away in the cold, starry night. If asked, he's actually against them leaving this late because of recent events. But then he said nothing, since he wasn't asked. In fact, he had said nothing at all through out the day except he was asked a question. Oh, and when he wanted to talk to Iris. He didn't blame her for not wanting to speak to him, he didn't even want to speak with himself. Right now he felt like the most stupid jerk Earth had ever created. And his Dad had no problems with treating him that way. Mr McConnell was the first to come off the porch and step inside the house while the rest stood outside, exchanging tiny chitchats. He really disproved of their choice of location to engage in a conversation bu
Third person p.o.v.Hunter had microwaved some Spanish rice left in the pot and he'd carried a glass of water along with him as he proceeded up the stairs to iris's room. He stood at her door and took a deep breath to calm himself down. After speaking with his Dad, he didn't expect to feel so guilty, he'd expected to feel less responsible but it turned the other way around. Now he'd have to face the new music playing in his head. The one of pure guilt. He knocked thrice on the door and waited for a response, which came not long after as a muffled 'yes?'. Slowly balancing the tray and it's contents on one hand and using the other to open the door, he stepped in only to find Iris faced down on a pillow. And alone. At first he was scared shitless that something had happened to her, but after watching closely, he notice