COURTNEY
I decided that before my dear husband wakes up and gives me a piece of his mind, I decided to head out. He surprisingly slept on the couch. It was too small for him as he was a tall man. I could see his forehead creases. He was really uncomfortable but I didn't care. I took a shower and got out to dress.
I was in LA. I decided to ditch my very elegant newly married Newyorker look to what I would actually wear on a regular basis. I pulled out a white crop top and a black Hermes leather jacket. I pair it with black Levi Strauss jeans and ankle-length boots. I let my hair down and brush it. I straightened my hair. Although my hair was pretty straight, I was in LA and LA has certain beauty standards and I have to maintain it. Well, it was more like I was born into keeping up their beauty standar
INEZHow do you spend your day?The old me would love to get up at their own time. Stay in the bed while checking your phone and do not care about anything. Get lazy. After an hour-long of rolling around in the bed and after you think you have finished checking your phone maybe social media, news, messages, whatever, get up and move to brush your teeth. Apply some paste on the brush but take your own time to brush your teeth while you get distracted looking at yourself in the mirror. Noticing how messed up your hair is or how you might have developed acne thatsat right on your forehead, for everyone to see. You think about bursting it but decide otherwise. You notice a single hair of yours that is standing away from its group. You use your fingers to put it back but it won’t budge. You use some water to set it with its group but it is way too stubborn. Now, if you were anything like m
INEZI saw rage, fury, and madness. His eyes were lit on fire. The look that he had on his face made me wanna run away from him. He was glaring at them without even blinking for a single second. His hold on me increased but it was very gentle.His clenched jaw was strikingly noticeable in the dark. He was pissed. Mad. I never thought you could see a real monster who is angry beyond repair, yet here I was in the arms of one very angry monster. He was fuming. His hot breath kept hitting my forehead. His chest was rising and falling constantly with all the heavy breathing.“Give her back!” I heard the thug yell.“Come and get her,” I heard Jason say. I shot my head at him. What the hell was he saying?“Alright,” I heard them. I heard them whisper something to each other but couldn’t make out anything as I was scared, that Jason might
JASONIt had been a week since I spoke to Inez properly. A whole week. I don’t know what was the reason for her sudden change but she just kept to herself.I wanted to talk to her, ask her but she didn’t even give me the chance. She practically shunned herself. She wouldn’t even linger around me for more than half a minute. Yes, I timed it.It was getting frustrating to see her behave as nothing happened and act all normal about it. I had no clue as to how I was going to approach her because she was finishing all of her work early and headed home. What happened?It was since the last Thursday. I know she came in the middle of the night to help me get my drunk self home. For which, I was very grateful. I wanted to even thank her but she didn’t come to work the next day. Then it was the weekend and I couldn’t do
INEZI was about to go towed when my phone started buzzing. I picked it up from the nightstand and looked at the caller Id. Low and behold it was,Mr. Pervert.How did I not think about this? I looked up at the clock and it was 12:30 AM. Just what is he thinking? I didn’t waste a single second and hung up on the call without even attending it.I swear this man is driving me to my limits. I put my phone back on the nightstand and slipped under the covers. I didn’t want to ruin my sleep because of him. I was way too exhausted and drifted into a deep slumber.I have woken up again because of my phone. I was a light sleeper and the smallest noise was enough to wake me up easily. I groaned loudly in frustration. I picked up my phone from the nightstand. My eyes were half-closed and I tried to get a glimpse of the asshole who was calling me at this hour.
JASONI was walking down the hallway when I saw a kid standing near the reception. He was wearing a red sweatshirt and black trousers. He had a tiny backpack hug around his back.Who’s child is he? I walked up to that kid and placed my car keys on the reception desk.“Hi, who are you looking for?” I asked the child, crouching down to his eye level.“Mommy,” he said looking me in the eyes. He didn’t seem scared or lost. It was as if he knew what was going on. I thought the kid had accidentally come here or lost his way but he, on the other hand, was sure of where he was. Most of all, why was he here? And why did the reception and the security let him in?“Are you lost?” I asked him.“No. My mommy will be here to pick me up soon.” He said looking away from me. He was playing with the straps of his backpack.I g
INEZI used my keys to let myself in. I knew Mel would have been sleeping and I didn’t want to disturb him. It was 10:25 PM. I went to my room and dropped all of the stuff I had been carrying. I wanted a hot shower to relax. I was tired and my eyes were practically shutting themselves but my stomach growled in hunger. After the shower, I changed myself into a tee and pajama pants. I went to the kitchen to have my dinner.As soon as entered I saw Lizzy sitting on the bar stool with her head resting on the counter. She had probably been waiting for me. I should have called and informed her but I was too engrossed that I completely forgot about it. Walked up to her and gently shook her.“Lizzy go and sleep,” I said and she looked up at me. I could tell she was tired. Looking after Mel and the house is a big task.“No it's fine, I still have some cleaning in the kitchen.&rdq