INICIAR SESIÓNTRICIA It’s been over a month since William Carter had his goons in uniform throw me in cell and abandoned me. I wouldn’t lie, the first few nights, I’d roughed it. Fought against cell bullies with injuries and scars to prove it. The way they all ganged up against me, you’d think they sat for a meeting before attacking me. After the first week, it dawned on me that William fucking Carter’s ego had been so bruised when I made his nose bleed that he’d ensured I endured the daily bullies. The second week, the fear I’d never felt in a long time crept in. Slowly at first. By the time the first month was over, I was crying silently every night, realizing he was serious about me spending the rest of my life in here. I was already halfway through my second month here. Six weeks in lockup for doing absolutely nothing, except stand against a bully, and because he had deep pockets, no one was interested in knowing the truth. The three other inmates were asleep which would never fail to am
ROWLAND It’s been three months since that night at the club. That one night stand that had shaken me to my core in that room with that strange girl with the most perfect body.After that night, I knew I wanted her. More of her. Those eyes. Those pair of beautiful, yet haunted turquoise eyes. I never turned on the lights whenever I was with my one night stands, but for the first time, I couldn’t resist.I just had to see her face. And when I did, it humbled me what I saw. Pain, secrets and a kind of dullness that came from resignation.But in all of these, I’d also seen the thrill, the shock, the excitement.She had come for the money, I could tell that much but she hadn’t expected to enjoy it. And maybe there was guilt…just a little enough to have me wonder if she was in a relationship.However, that wasn’t going to deter me from finding who she was. After that night with her, other girls didn’t just satisfy me anymore. They didn’t evoke that hunger the way she had.I’ve had girls
TRICIA “People are beginning to stare, Stace.” Though I pretended to complain, I relished the embrace she was holding me tight in. Three days later, she was leaving the city for good.It was unbelievably easy how the girl I used to walk past the hallways of highschool with only greetings for each other had become someone very important to me. “Let them.” She tightened her arms about me as the voice boomed on the PA speaker of the airport we were in, calling her flight.I was going to miss her. “You’ll miss your flight, Stace.”When I gently pulled away, I saw tears brimmed her surface. “I don’t know if I can do it alone.”“Hey, you’re strong. If you could break out of the hellish marriage you found yourself in, you can achieve anything you put your mind to, okay? You’ll be fine. And before you know, you’ll have the twins and you won’t be alone anymore.”She nodded, wiping a tear, “okay.”“Now go before they’ll close the gate.”“Yeah.” She lifted her small bag containing everything
STACY“Here, take.” Tricia handed me a glass of relatively cold water. I took greedy gulps, emptying the glass and wiping the corner of my mouth that had drops escaping from.My nerves were still frayed and my thoughts running wild. “Don’t worry about dinner, I’ll make it.” She offered, passing me a comforting smile. I couldn’t find it in me to smile back, even if it was just a little curve. But I nodded, “thank you.”“Do you want to talk about it now or…” She asked, peeling off her clothes, “after dinner when you’re feeling better?”I watched her strut buck naked to the small closet we shared, finding something comfortable to wear around the house.I heaved a sigh, “now or later, what’s the difference?” My nerves were a bit calmed now and my breath returning to normal. But my mind refuses to give up on what had happened. I still saw myself hiding behind that jeep while William stormed into my working place to probably create a scene or something. “Tricia?” I called.She turned a
STACYBy five pm, Tricia was already seated and waiting for me at the far end of the café so as not to cause any disruption or be a bother to customers and us servers. I’d snuck a glass of juice and scones to her while she waited for my shift to end. By six thirty pm, I was done and ready to go. The café usually ran till eleven thirty pm and surprisingly, they had customers till then. I had taken two shifts, morning and afternoon, so I could earn more. And save up to see if I could enroll myself in college.I hadn’t told Tricia that yet because I was not certain, I didn’t want to make any move until I was certain…or maybe, the fear of failing would be gone. The money I’d earned that night was now in a bank. Tricia had gone with me to open a new back and deposit the money. “Hey, hope I didn’t keep you waiting for too long?” I approached her table, my purse had replaced the apron I’d been wearing during my shift. My tips now in my purse. “No.” She had emptied the glass of juice a
STACY“Good morning, mister, what can I get you?” With my professional, polite smile on, my note book and pen ready to take orders, I waited at the table where a young guy had just settled in.“Hi, can I…” He trailed off, studying my expression with a kind of recognition, brows furrowed. I paused, wondering who he was and why he was looking at me like he knew me from somewhere.It’s been a week since I started working in this café, it was close to the small boutique Tricia was working as a salesperson.It was the same café I used to come meet her whenever I felt down and needed someone to talk to. She had helped me get this job and I was grateful for it…and her. I was more than happy to be earning my own money, no matter how small. I’ve tasted freedom for just a week, and I wouldn’t ever give it up for nothing. “Is something the matter, mister?” My smile still in place, my brows furrowed in slight befuddlement.He blinked, then shook his head, “no. I’m sorry. I’ll have a cup of fra
STACY “Madam, please, your husband is busy. He will…” I paid no need to the secretary who was running after me as I pushed my way through desks and staff, heading for his door.Once I reached the door that read ‘Office Of The CEO’, I turned the knob and opened.The secretary disappeared from the
STACYI stepped into the dark room on wobbling legs and full of buzzing nerves. William was the first and only man to have ever seen me naked. Clad in just a pair of lace bra and panties, I felt uncomfortable knowing I was about to be seen by another man.Tonight was the night.I had signed a non-
STACYI skidded to a halt, almost tripping in my haste. The hospital floor was too squeaky clean. One had to be careful, but I didn’t care about being careful, not when the doctor had sounded serious on the phone.My daughter’s health. The cancer. Her brain. I stopped myself from thinking further
STACY “Zaya is your daughter too, William!” I screeched despairingly, the back of my throat burning with sorrow and unshed tears. My hair was disheveled and a strap of my dress was falling off my shoulder. My face streaked with dried tears.I was in a state of panic, panic, fear and sorrow all at







