MasukRockie threw her phone against the door, smashing it before she even realized what she was doing. When she noticed the phone screen had shattered, she growled. “Fuck!”She walked over towards it and picked it up. Tears stung her eyes as she saw the damage on the screen. “This is all because of that selfish bitch.” She muttered to herself. She started kicking the door in a fit of rage, not knowing how to let out all the anger that was left trapped inside of her. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!“All I ever did was love her and take care of her and her son in every single way and she just abandoned me??!”“Fuck!!!”When she finally stopped, she walked back to the bed, threw her phone on it, and sat down next to it. She raised her hand to her face as tears began pouring down her eyes. She sobbed quietly and softly, choking on her tears every now and then. With a sniff, she ran her hands through her hair and sighed softly. “Why does everyone end up leaving me in the end?” She thought to herself.
"A whole week with you?!" Rick exclaimed. "I'll pass." "You're dead." Andrew said casually and walked up to him and started playfully strangling him. Camilla pushed him away, laughing. "That's not what he means. Well... That's what he means but a whole week away from our personal lives? Is now really a good time? I mean, we've got quite a lot on our tables." "Now is not a good time," Andrew said. "It's a better time. Don't you guys get it? It's exactly why we have to do it now. With everything that's going on, we need to breathe so we can get our heads cleared and be able to think straight.""I think he's right." Jastrow supported. "Besides, we barely hang out anymore. Everyone's busy making, delivering, or caring for babies. You included, Abby."Abby chuckled and punched his arm slightly. "Why don't you go make babies with your very serious girlfriend?" Camilla asked, arching her slim brows. "Because he's gay." Andrew stated. "But thanks for supporting me, I'll always support th
Romeo let out a soft sigh and nodded his head. "You're right, this wasn't the plan from the start anyways. I'm going to get on it immediately and make sure Jessica leaves first thing tomorrow morning. She should probably rest for the rest of today, she needs it.""No kidding." Rick snorted. Cara took in a deep breath and got to her feet. All eyes were on her, watching her. As they noticed she was walking towards Jessica, they immediately stopped her. "Woah woah--""Relax guys," she said calmly.Jessica visibly flinched, leaning back in her seat, but she kept a firm gaze and met Cara's eyes. She wasn't one to show weakness even in the face of death. Cara stopped in front of Jessica. "I'm going to send someone to pick up Jeremy right away, if he has anything important to take, they'll take it for him, if it's just clothes, they'll leave it and get new ones here. Your money obviously, I'm not a martyr." She gave a roll of her eyes. She continued. "Before sundown, Jeremy will be here,
Cara sat on the sofa with her hands in the middle of her thighs and her back straightened. She held her head up high, she was proud of her actions. Meanwhile, Jessica sat away from her, wincing in pain as Abigail tended to her wounds. "Can't you be any gentle?!" She hissed. "Oh girl, don't make us have our own session right here." Abigail said alongside a soft laugh, cloaking her anger. "It stings!" Jessica exclaimed. "Believe me, my hand will sting even harder." Romeo sat next to his wife and handed her a glass of water. Cara accepted it with a soft and innocent smile and sipped from it. "Are you okay?" Romeo asked her worriedly. "Are you hurt anywhere?" He checked her once again just to be sure. "I'm okay." Cara said, smiling. "She hit me, but it won't leave a mark." "Your knuckles are bruised too." Romeo stated. Cara stared at it for a second but smiled either way. "They're just tiny bruises. They'll disappear before you know it." Romeo let out a soft sigh. "Babe, what h
Just then, a soft knock came on the door before it pushed open. Cara walked into the room and picked up Jessica's phone from the ground. She stared at it for a moment, flipping it over in her hand. The screen had cracked badly but the screen still came on. The lock screen wallpaper was a picture of Jessica and her son. "You heard all of that?" Jessica asked, looking up at Cara. Cara's lips pressed into a thin line as she let out a soft sigh. "I'm sorry--""Don't!" Jessica cut her off sharply, raising her index finger in the air. "Don't even think about it."Cara sighed and walked into the room fully. She closed the door behind herself and walked over towards the small drawer next to Jessica's bed. Placing the phone on it, she rubbed her hands against her thigh. "Jessica, this is my fault." Cara started softly. "If it wasn't for everything that happened, the plan would have been in ignition and the assassin would have probably made a move by now. It's been two days!""Exactly!" Je
Jessica walked back into her bedroom, ignoring the two best friends who were probably gossiping about her. She picked up her phone to check her message from Rockie, still nothing. A sigh drew from her lips. "I can't actually judge her." She thought to herself. "She probably believes I ran off on her, especially since I can't tell her why I'm stuck here. How do I explain that my psychotic ex husband is after me? Knowing Rockie, she'll call the police immediately and that will ruin everything. Besides, no one is to know I'm here."She paused, thinking about it again. If no one was to know she was there, that was actually more scary because they could kill her here and no one would know she ever went to Cara's place. "I mean, they'd think it's impossible for me to go to my ex best friend's place. Am I really safe here?"But the thought of Cara killing her was very close to impossible. She knew Cara well, even though Cara was pretending to be wicked and mean now, she could see through
Anger caused her to clench her first till her nails dug into her skin yet she wore a smile on her face like she wasn't even bothered in the slightest way about what she had just witnessed."Alright, alright, you love each other, we get it." Rick rolled his eyes. "Can we just get on the freaking cruis
A few hours before night time...Romeo stood by the edge of the ship, relaxing on the railing while the wind ruffled through his hair. A glass of whiskey was in his hand.He had refused to drink from the one Andrew had bought because it was cheap and would probably not be of good quality.He wasn't bei
Jessica stared at the knife in her hand and the one in Chris' hand. Frightened out of her wits. Droplets of sweat trickled down the side of her face and her forehead.She wanted to open her mouth to speak, to tell him she would actually do it. Maybe then he would have been frightened. But fear's gri
Cara had woken up a little earlier than usual to make sure she was extra prepared for the trip.She had spent over thirty minutes working on the perfect curls to add to her hair and what product to apply and make it more bouncy than it already was.She had decided on a baby blue suit trouser and shirt







