When I opened my eyes, he wasn't there and a waft of reliefed spread across my body and I thank Goddess Venus for listening to my prayers and I rolled down on the other side of the car and got up on my feet and dusting my clothes off I looked back and the door of the house opened.He must be went inside and before he found out that I wasn't there. I should be leaving.Well, I was limping towards the main gate. The gate opened automatically and I paced out of the house on to the street.I stopped a taxi and opened the car door and climbed inside the car." Where you want to go madam?"" Linkage road house 402, I am in a rush moved fast." I've told the taxi driver to move fast and he hit the gas pedal... As the car moved forward so as my worries.I took a deep breath and lean my back against the car seat and thought, " I will never forget his face in my life and I never want to see him around me or ever again in my life. It was like scary experience of my life but thank god it's over."
Father, stopped infront of me and I lowered my gaze I don't want him to find the truth." Um,.. I got into an accident and that's why I got late. The driver took me to the hospital for bandage and that's why I didn't buy the...bread." another lie I told the father which I highly doubt that he would be believed me but I didn't dare to gaze up and look at him. I was so afraid of him.He stepped closer to me and I held my dress in to the ball of fist. He drew his face closer to mine and begin sniffing me like a dog.And my heart dropped to the ground. I forgot about that my father has a ability to sniff things out and tell who's scent on them. I frozed like a statue." I can smell the scent of a male wolf on you. It's way too strong who's who could that be? This is the last chance I am giving you to come clear Aisling or it would be worse for you." he threatened me but I can't throw cassy under the bus, just because I am afraid and weak.I can't let father do the same with her like he ha
After few hours, I finally came back to my senses and found myself in the bathroom. I was washing my face, I began to cry. The tears mingled easily with the cold water, in the luminous, dripping crimson of my cupped fingers, and at first I wasn't aware that I was crying at all. The sobs were regular and emotionless, as mechanical as the dry heaves which had stopped only a moment earlier; there was no reason for them, they had nothing to do with me. I brought my head up and looked at my weeping reflection in the mirror with a kind of detached interest. What does this mean? I thought. I looked terrible. Nobody else was falling apart; yet here I was, shaking all over and seeing bats like Ray Milland in The Lost Weekend.A cold draft was blowing in the window. I felt shaky but oddly refreshed. I ran out of the bathroom when I got out. I took the first-Aid kit and begin bandaging my knee. Every part of my body hurts. I took couple of pills to fell relief but relief word was odd in my life.
I walked out of the house and found the sun was sating down. The sun dropped beneath the horizon and then detonated, torching the racks of clouds stacked up above the forest.I'm packing my life in a bag again, saying goodbye. It's been a long journey, back and forth, hide and seek, but this time it's different. This time I am different. I'm not sure where I want to end up but I know how to get there, or at least the first direction, the first turn, the first sunset. I'm longing for peace. I am longing for you and I know, you are waiting for the same thing.I took a deep sighed and leaped my gaze from the sky to the father who was waiting me to go away from his life as far as he can think and I want the same thing but not in this manner.I moved towards the taxi and aunt was already sitting in the car and as father laid eyes on me, he opened the back door of car for me.As I tried to climbed the car, he held me from my forearm to stopped me from getting in the car." Wait, before you
Yes, ma'am," She nodded and looked into my direction and I don't know why? but she looks so excited." Aisling, I am going to inform your father that we reached safely." Aunt addressed me but I don't care all I care about is Caden and cassy. Aunt disappeared on the left side of the hallway. I wonder, where she goes?Emily cleared his throat and I cranked my neck to see her." Hello, I am Emily and you must be Aisling." She asked me. " Umm, yeah but how do you know that?"She couldn't control her excitement as she threw her arms around me and pulled me into a compressing hug." Oh, I am so excited to finally meet you, Aisling." She was breaking my rib cage with her arms so, I pushed her away from me a little bit and she realized it soon." I am sorry, I am little too excited to see you. And come with me I'll show you your room before ma'am come back and find us still here." she said and I looked down at my luggage and ask her," What about my luggage?"" Don't worry about it, I'll infor
Archard's PerspectiveThere is a gazebo in the back of my garden shaded by Virginia creeper, climbing roses, and a white pine where I sit early in the morning and watch the action. Light blue bells of a dwarf campanula drift over the rock garden just before my eyes. Behind it, a three-foot stand of aconite is flowering now, each dark blue cowl-like corolla bowed for worship or intrigue: thus its common name, monkshood. Next to the aconite, black madonna lilies with their seductive Easter scent are just coming into bloom. At the back of the garden, a hollow log, used in its glory days for a base to split kindling, now spills white cascade petunias and lobelia.I can't get enough of watching the bees and trying to imagine how they experience the abundance of, say, a blue campanula blossom, the dizzy light pulsing, every fiber of being immersed in the flower. ...It was so quiet outside, so quiet that I can hear my own blood flowing through my veins which wasn't good sign for anyone... A
We made our way inside the basement from the back of the house and as we walked down the basement floor. I heard another scream, Cleo was behind me and I walked into a bloody mess. When the man first comes into view I don't recognize him, he's too far away and his gait is all wrong. He walks like a scarecrow more than a man and all lop-sided at that. As he nears Cleo's heart falls right through to his sneakers, he's more purple than brown. His left eye is swollen, he can't be seeing a thing out of that and he won't for a while yet. His face still bears congealed blood and his clothes are an utter mess. Then he tries to say my name, his cracked lips failing at the first syllable, but he doesn't need to, I didn't ask him." Who is he? Archard why are you doing this? You have got us in trouble." Cleo looked terrified.My two men dragged him down on the floor. He was half conscious. They left him in front of me. Jarrod came closer to me and said, " Sir, we have asked him about the girl b
As I was thinking about it, I remembered that maybe I lost my mobile phone that night. And I am so much regretting now going there and meeting with that dick head. Ugh, I hate every moment of it. The way he was looking at me with those wild eyes and the way he was touching me aggressively. I hate everything he ruined everything for me, everything if he won't taken me as a prisoner this won't have happened. Father, will never send me here. We were never falling apart. I cried until I could cry no more. I could not have said just why I cried, but I cried because I knew, in some deep part of him where the knowledge would remain till I was dead, that the world was a more horrible place than I could imagine. It would turn the people I loved and trusted into monsters; it would reveal those meant to help me as mad dogs. I wept for myself, and I wept because I knew there would never really be anyone else to weep for me.After two hours, of me cussing him and doing nothing. I decided that I n