CHARLES POV
I tightened my grip on whatever I was holding as the sun rays tormented me through the opened binds of my window. I finally gave in to its crave for attention and forced my eyes to open, it was then i realized it was already morning and the 'whatever' I was squeezing tightly happened to be Crimsons waist. After our long conversation last night, she fell asleep and looked way to comfortable to be disturbed at that time so I let her sleep. Over the years I had of course monitored my Crim but I did so from afar, I could never let distance block me out from her life. Although I knew the answers to almost everything I was busy asking her, I still felt the need to hear from her and be certain there weren't things I as yet to know. I knew she had no boyfriend and had never confessed to having any romantic feeling for a specific somebody. Nevertheless I still had to ensure Brenna who was literally always with her was nothing but a friend. That is how possessive I could be when it comes to the woman I loved, she was mine and mine only and I would easily do my worse if it meant protecting her..... yeah you heard me right, I was in love with Crimson. At first I didn't know how to explain my feelings especially since it took effect the moment I first laid my eyes on the five year old Crimson whose smile sent rumbles through my chest. I thought it would go with time but it only grew, I blamed puberty and went around f**king for relief but it didn't change what I felt at all. I finally caved in and accepted my feelings at the age of seventeen but then and now, I still have no idea how to tell Crimson I loved her more than a sister, she was the reason I kept f**king all around and never settled down and thinking of what the result would be after I confessed terrified me a lot. I was about to sneak out of bed when I heard her voice "don't leave", I really didn't enjoy leaving that way but how could I stay when the temptation to touch her was taking control of my movement as my member pushed aggressively begging for some sort of relieve. She was sleeping so peacefully with her long hair strapped into a loose bun, she had a baggy top on but something about the way her nipples pushed against the fabric made me wonder if she wore anything beneath. I was at the peak of giving into the unbearable temptation when my phone rang. "Hello, prepare the files I will come to the office today", if going to my office was going to distract me from these crazy urge then I would gladly run to work. "Hey Crimson, I need to go to work", "work? but I thought you were doing it from home this month" she replied with a sleepy voice while stretching her hands lazily. "I am but I need to handle something urgently, I will see you later. you can sleep back".CRIMSON POV I woke up feeling a strong hand strap my waist tightly, I was about to go into full panic mode when I heard Charles voice. He seemed to be speaking to someone on the phone and I guess I dozed off in his room as usual. "Hey Crimson, I need to go to work" I was still really sleepy but I remembered Charles had told my dad he would work from home for now so why the change, or was he planning to run away and disappear again. He said it was an urgent matter he had to look into, I felt a little bit relieved. "you can sleep back" if only he knew I didn't need his permission to do that, I would have escorted him to work or at least stop by to see one of his many companies that was surprisingly not too far from our house but it was Saturday; a day to sleep, rest, watch movies, probably go out and just lazy around all day.************************** The next week went by so slowly, my dad was happy Charles and I had reconciled although I would still steal moments to pressure him into telling me the unfinished explanations for five years ago, I totally enjoyed this holiday and it was a shame I had just two weeks left before resumption."Miss Bold please don't trouble your brother, I will be gone for just a week", "Dad I am the peaceful one here, you should be telling him not to trouble me not the other way around". "Darling his the responsible one here and you are the adult that have refused to grow up", "Dad!!", "I love you too and don't skip your meals". My dad was travelling for some business to Africa and according to him he would spend just a week but at the end he would always make sudden extension. At least this year I would not be totally bored like other years since Charles was around, before I only had Brenna to keep me company over the phone then I would spend my remaining time watching movies, reading or having a conversation with my neighbour dogs about noise control.We spent the entire day having fun and trying different flavours of ice cream after Charles came back from dropping my dad at the airport. "So Charles since you wont tell me about anything that happened to you in the last five years can you at least tell me who the luck girl is, I am so eager to meet my nephews and niece but you are delaying". "you are the luck girl" Charles replied starring at my lips for some reason instead of my eyes. "Very funny, do you think you can avoid the questions forever. I am very good at investigating these things so I will find out soon, wait and see", "don't waste your time, i'm single but I have someone I love. Its just that she's got no idea" he took a deep breath like he was pained, i'm sure he was I mean I cant imagine loving someone who wont reciprocate. "and those five years away were the most painful years of my life, it was hard and I did a lot of evil things that I don't want you to ever know. so please don't try to find out" His tone had changed from painful to unimaginably painful and regretful, I can't help but wonder what really happened all those years. The next day he went to work again for some urgent issues he had to handle personally, but I wasn't too bored as Brenna called to update me about her crazy clubbing experience and things happening in school. It was announced that from next semester we would be taking more practical courses and be exposed to lessons from prominent tourist characters, that was the exciting part of the course I had been waiting for since forever. Brenna also felt I would be happy and interested in knowing about her one night stand experiences so she felt the need to update me on ever disgusting adventure she was busy enjoying. I envied her a little because even with being a single ass I still could not exercise as much freewill and enjoyments as she did.Well after hearing Brenna talk all day I was totally exhausted but grateful for the company."Girl you are single you need to enjoy it while it last" Brenna's words kept ringing in my ears so I pulled out my laptop and decided to do something crazy after all no one was home and Charles said he would be coming in late. I turned on my laptop and decided to try something new and exciting like watching some porn. The first time I watched one was in highschool when I accidentally transferred some from my friends flash drive and I had never felt the need to watch one again, at least not until now.CRIMSON POV Dale Carnegie once said "Success is getting what you want. Happiness is wanting what you get." I had always been successful in most aspect of my life that I have gotten used to the feeling of success. Academic excellence was never an issue for me, I never lacked financially thanks to my every working dad and as much as I would love to play the pity party with a broken family card, I won't, cause love was never lacking in my scattered home. However if I were to recount the happiest memories of my life it won't be about the plenty success I had attained. The day I stood in my purple dress walking elegantly through the aisle would top the list of my happy chart. It wasn't something I anticipated or believed would happen, but it eventually happened and I couldn't be happier. It was the day Brenna was getting married and I got to be her bridesmaid, it was one of the happiest days of my life. I had always imagined alot of impossibilities just for the fun of it and
CRIMSON'S POV It had been a week since I got back home, it was a week filled with a rollercoaster of emotions. I kind of mended things with my dad but I still had to give him a little cold shoulder so that he realizes that I can't be easily swayed into leaving Charles for the baggy sweaters and candies he bought. Although it would have been a possibility if he added icecream to his purchase. The things I would do for that worthy brain freeze. Charles had not returned home so I was worried and pondering on whether his delayed return was because of my father or his work, and there was also the possibility that he no longer finds our relationship worth fighting for. I was still wallowing away time, thinking of the hurdles I needed to overcome. I hadn't even spared thoughts to the troubles awaiting me at school. That was another issue I had to worry about so I allocated nightime to worry about that. My schedule was filled up with moments to worry about how fucked up my life w
CHARLES POV My hands were covered in blisters as I continued to punch him, the poor thing took a million blows before he got a chance to give one. After I was done I packed the bruised bodies of his minions and placed them in the trunk of my car while I put Louen at the back seat and made sure to strap him properly. He was once my friend after all. Nonetheless being my friend at some point in time didn't give him the right to play stunts that would hurt Crimson. So yeah I had to beat him up and then give him a brotherly hug. After my private investigator sent Louen's name with sufficient proofs that he took the pictures on that night at the school trip, I wasn't surprised not even a little. As much of a bad boy or gangster he would love to consider himself, there were still lots of moments he displayed his true dump, naive child personality. If he truly held me responsible for his dad's death he wouldn't take such pitiful methods to hurt me, he would kill me outrightly. He
CHARLES POV I had invited Mr Bold over to have a conversation over a cup of coffee. He first rejected the offer but later texted that he would rather talk over a beer instead. We both knew he came for less conversations and more blows, who wouldn't grab on the opportunity to beat up a guy at a dark crowded bar. After he arrived, I spent the next five minutes apologizing while he went on and on about how inconsiderate and unreasonable I apparently was. I took a minute to explain to him that my sorry was for endangering Crimson not for being in love with her and as you may have guessed, I ended up spending the next five minutes recieving blows. After anger had been vented and bruises had been administered, we finally got a chance to talk. He of course asked how long we had been together and I most definitely wasn't going to tell him we started hooking up while he was in Africa. So I just told the truth, I said we were officially together few minutes before he pounced in. I
CRIMSON POVThe week was a rollercoaster of trouble, I had never had to go through so much disturbance in just a week. I was hoping the Lucas issue self settled itself since I skipped the revision week and even failed to tutor him and thankfully it was already half gone. I had exams to write but heaven knows I didn't get a chance to read nothing, so the plan was to say a prayer and await the miracle. All week I was worried, confused and utterly shocked. I know that's a whole lot of different emotions but trust me they all came crashing in, one by one. I was worried about Charles. After the clash he had with my dad he didn't come back. I would love to call it a stand off or a fight but honestly it was more of a beat up. I called him and he said he was staying at the hotel for awhile but awhile sounded like forever cause my dad was going nowhere. When my dad said Charles was fucking me and that I was naive, it made our relationship look like an assault case. He was being i
CRIMSON POVI was taken like an hostage but returned like a princess. The chauffer pulled up right at the front of my house an honestly I couldn't fathom the confidence Louen had. I called Charles immediately I got into the house, I was itching to call him on the way but I couldn't risk having the driver hear our conversation. It was clear that kidnapping me was just a medium to get to Charles. However I couldn't understand what must have gone wrong between Charles and Louen to have him do such a thing. I was hoping it was just a prank, call me stupid but that hope what was kept me from going crazy and rushing to the cops. Thank God I didn't. Charles came back after receiving my call and all he said when I told him I was back home was 'okay'. A really weak okay. He got back after twenty-seven minutes, thirty-two seconds. Yes I was counting, like a hawk I kept watching the door until the door knobs finally twisted. He looked furious and sweaty like he went for a run. His eye