GiancarloI felt like I had just been run down by a moving truck. I could not even feel body. All I felt was a constant nag in my chest. The nagging that came with a strong tightening in my throat, making me breathe through my mouth.How was I ever going to right the wrong? I clenched my fist, my jaw tightening as the elevator chimed open. The thought of not being able to do anything, filled my heart with a strong smell of dread as my hands froze while trying to dial Lorenzo's number.I decided against it, and handed the phone back to Claire. It was of no use bothering him. I should learn to face my problem as a man and stop depending too much. I cautioned myself, wishing strength to conquer into my tired soul.How had Sophia even gotten me naked? I wondered, trying to fish out memories from my aching head, but turning out blank. I tightly shut my eyes in frustration, trying to move into my head and pull out those hiding memories.Claire sniffed beside me before walking into the e
Giancarlo Lorenzo? It can't be. I muttered under my breath, asking to see the footage again. The footage was replayed and indeed, Lorenzo was the person shown. His broad shoulder and tall frame could not be mistaken even in the dark footage.The betrayal sliced through my chest, dicing my heart into two and restricting my lungs from functioning properly.How? Why? The questions pierced each half of my diced heart, filling it with as much peppery sensation as possible.Managing to control my breath and temper, I stepped out to meet Claire pacing up and down with a frown."You could have as well slept inside the room! Why didn't you inform me to bring a mattress?" She spat, looking like she would cut of my head any moment."I'm... I'm sorry," I stuttered the apology, still confused about what had happened and not knowing what to believe.She didn't respond to my apologies and just hissed and turned to leave. I held her back, battling with the decision to tell her, or not to tell her.
Claire"He's a cheat and a liar," I said to Penny as we communicated on the phone, sniffing back tears and catarrh of frustration. I couldn't bring myself to return to the bed that had been defiled by his cheating, so I sat at the reclining chair close to the swimming pool, far away from the ears of everyone."Sorry, dear," she sympathised sorrowfully. "How could he do that two days to your marriage?" Her voice was laced with anger, her tone trembling with every word she said. "He's a bastard, a fucking cheating bastard," she raged more and for some unknown reason, I felt my chest tighten in anger.I so much wanted to hate him, but I couldn't. I still loved him. His hurting face still haunted me and I felt a million times unworthy of him even when he had been the one to have cheated.Love is so stupid. I thought angrily. Why should I still love him? Tears dropped down my cheeks and I tried not to sniff so that Penny wouldn't hear.Then a consolation flew in.He could have been framed!
Giancarlo "What do you mean by Claire's nowhere to be found," I stared in perplexion at Lorenzo, brows creasing in confusion and heart racing in fear. "Have you checked the resort's swimming pool?""Yes, we have," he replied, leaning close to the many statues in the resort and looking very downcast.“We?”“Grandpa helped,” he replied wrily.Apparently, Grandpa's security men must have helped in the search.Alex, Sophia and Tory were nowhere to be found for questioning and Grandpa was footing the bill for their search.I began to panic. "What if they had Claire? Or was it Theodore? Did he have a hand in her disappearance?" My mind raced faster, imagining the worst possible things that could happen.It was 8pm already, and no one knew where she could be, not even her mom!The thought of her mom, twisted my intestines and filled me with dread. How could she call herself a mom? She didn't even as much bat an eye by the disappearance, rather she was worried that Claire's wedding to Theod
ClaireI opened my eyes, slowly but without ease. My eyelids felt so heavy that I had to lift my fingers to push it open. I felt like I was under a moving object. A moving object that I suspected to be a caterpillar.My chest thawed like a mower and I began to fear for my life.Was I about to die? I thought horrifically, finding the task of opening my eyes the most difficult.After battling with much difficulty to push my lids open, I had to struggle with twice as much energy to clear my vision and make out the figures that were dancing before my eyes, especially the one on red swim bikini, bending too close to my face."Wake up, my sleeping angel," I felt a caress on my face that made my insides turn in disgust. My vision slowly began to get clearer and my head began its own stubbornness from there. I began to feel very dizzy."Thank God, you're awake," the familiar voice cleared my vision quicker than expected. "Elizabeth?" My lips worked out the word swiftly. "How," I began, ignor
Giancarlo My mind was in a haze. Nothing seemed to be working as planned. The motorboat that had been readied to transport me to stop Claire from leaving, had a problem.Its engine was as dead as a rat’s carcass and a new one had to be brought. All of those contributed to us wasting precious time that we didn't even have.Irritation surged through me as I saw a sailor seat and smoke a cigarette at a dark corner. Did he know how pressing my need was? Rage burned hot and consuming in me that I was tempted to walk to him, and put out the cigarette on his hair that looked very much like a decaying plant.It was 10 pm already and it would take about an hour to meet up with her. Couldn't they at least be more productive?"Can't another be readied?" I shouted in frustration, gasping for breath even as my shirt only had the bottom button fixed. "We're making sure of that," Lorenzo shouted back, moving around to make everything ready. Sweat of frustration trolled down my face and I flipped i
Giancarlo I didn't even know what feeling I should feel. Part of me wanted to get so angry with her to the point that I'd want to push her into the water to go search for Claire.Another part of me felt a wave of panic and helplessness to the point that I couldn't even think.What did she mean by Claire jumped? The question kept repeating itself in my mind as I watched her with disgust. Why was she even sobbing instead of jumping into the water to search for Claire? Was she even to be trusted? Could she had planned everything with her mom? My fist clenched at my sides as her sobs continued in sharp bursts.Lorenzo had already taken to action, making numerous calls while I stayed still trying to claw myself away from the webs of my emotions and into reality.I couldn't accept what she had said. Claire had jumped into the river and had not been seen? I was still in a daze. My head was filled with anger and frustration as I tried to come up with a plan.The little plan that had began
ClaireIt felt like my head was going to split open any moment. I was fighting for my life in the water, chest tightening with every desperate thrusts and eyes dimming as strength seeped away from my muscles.I tried shouting for help, but instead water filled my stomach to the brim, pushing my stomach forward in a giant ball.I could feel my heart beat weaken as I barely had the ability to breathe in the little oxygen available in the water. My lungs felt so compressed that I was beginning to feel pains in them.I tried to lift myself to the surface but it seemed like my hands and feets were bound with some strong string that could never break. I fought for air, struggling to stop myself from plummeting deep into the waters but I met with no progress."Help!" The sound hitched in my brain and no matter how much I tried, could not fixate itself in my lips again.I could feel life drain out of me and a deep melancholy settling in the pit of my stomach. What was I going to do? Was I g
Claire.I reacted before my brain registered anything; a hot and resounding slap that even quietened Carlo's snore and made everywhere as quiet as a grave yard."Are you stupid? Like what the fuck?" I howled, eyes blazing in fury of a thousand tigress and my mind whirring like a hurricane wondering what the time was and why he had such boldness in him."Do I look like a whore to you? A sex toy?" My chest heaved and fell with the scalding heat in my chest and I clenched my fist hard, ready to punch out the teeth he used in speaking out.What the fuck was wrong with this return-from-the-dead ghost? Was he nut? How brave could he be? Saying so much nonsense with stupid pride? How dare him speak such a condescending, corrupt sentence to me?The thought ran swift in my head making my lips quiver and my lashes blink fast in marks rage."Well, you leave me no choice," he shrugged and pointed the gun at Carlo, threatening to pull the trigger, while putting on a monster-like smile and looking
Claire.My first instinct was to take my hand to my breast to cup it out of the eagle reach of his eyesight. I looked around frantically, trying to register any escape route or something but I saw none."Who are you?" I managed to ask after looking around did not yield good and satisfying results. I bit my lips hard as his eyes still trailed down my body, settling a little too long on my thighs and pussy area and making my cheeks grow red in embarrassment."It's me, Theodore," he replied, his voice getting annoyingly seductive and his eyes shining with the shadow light casted by the light around. I tightened my arms against my boobs, suddenly regretting not at least putting on my panties before embarking in such an idiotic war.Now I was exposed to him, almost defenseless. What was I even thinking? I scolded myself for my stupidity. Although, I had planned enough for everything, my nakedness and the shame from it was making everything seem so hard.“It's me,” he repeated. “Theodore.”
Claire.I woke to a strange toxic gas smell, making my nose get peppery and itching my skin. My nose itched with it too, dragging the hairs in my nose violently. My ears confirmed that something was wrong as there were sharp gasp for breathing, sounding in the roomMy eyes had to haul themselves open to find out what it was. I opened my eyes slowly and tiredly, my head banging with the promise of a bad occurrence and my heart getting foggy in fear.Another sound graced my opened ears. It was a thudding sound that sounded exactly like the fall of a giant and another thudding that could not be mistaken for anything but a footstep. I lifted myself upwards into a sitting position, blood rushing fast in all my body and my mind tattered with savage fear that moved electrically through all corners of my mind.My body began to shake violently and the environment, threatening to spin as I caught the mask appearance of a man and another sprawled figure on the floor. I immediately looked to my
Giancarlo.I widened both my eyes and my mouth as i stared doubtfully at her, heart pounding hard and hands shaking with the mere thought of everything.Could Claire truly do this to me? My heart raced and my blood pressure plummeted as I tried to understand the scenario, mind feeling like it was encircled in a spiky hammer and lips feeling very hot from the burning look in her eyes.Her eyes burnt ever so harshly, furnace of hate and resentment glowing so hard that the blood that bubbled in my mouth had to even still in fear with her fiery eyes.Nothing seemed to make sense, everything was just moving in a zig-zag fashion that it was extremely difficult to track it down.How could she do this to me? I wondered hurtfully. Could this really be her? The thought was icy in my head, sizzling with the fire burning inside me.As if in reply to my mountainous question, her appearance began to change. First, her lips; soft and succulent, were transformed into a darker and more manly lips purs
Giancarlo.I looked intently at the liquid, more in pondering than in horror, the veins in my head popping in and out in worry.With my banging head, it was hard to make connections properly especially when Claire was not even around to make things clearer. Or was she? The idea suddenly popped into my mind as I remembered the balcony, hands moving away from the liquid for a moment and look out to the chairs at the balcony.She could be there and waiting patiently for my return or probably receiving some fresh vegetation air.I moved with slow, unsteady steps towards the balcony, eyes checking backwards to reconfirm that the fading red dot from my eyesight was blood, and head thumping hollowly, feeling as empty as a useless milktin.Even when my tired mind thought that it was blood, I was still too confused to understand the enormosity of everything and make quick moves to a health practitioner.So I lazily walked up to her, like nothin
Giancarlo.I didn't even know what put me to sleep nor how long I had slept. But I certainly did know what brutally hauled me awake, panting like a dog and eyes widened like a pussy. My ears were not even spared from the brutality as my shrieking phone was literally shouting painful waves into my newly awakened senses, circulating pains into my upper body and making me wish there was a way I could just die at once. Its loudness was no doubt the source of my awakening as it continued on tiredlessly proudly teaching me a lesson I was certain to never forget.I looked around, head banging in confusion, hands finding trouble feeling, legs feeling more like there were two planks of wood lying peacefully on them.I was still looking around trying to put two and two together and maybe find an explanation why I was just so confused.Aside from the violently ringing phone that was threatening to rip my head and ears off and plunge it into the vegetations across the balcony, I found it diffic
Giancarlo.Suddenly, everywhere grew hot and suffocating, my chest beating faster than a talking drum and forehead throbbing hard. I tried to think of a time I had actually helped Lorenzo out with something, but surprisingly my mind sang nothing back.I shook my head sharply in disappointment, continuously hoping for just one scenario to surface and save my friendship and brotherhood.My brain was blank and suffering much with the hard exertion, my eyes growing blurry from the many colorful stars that appeared before them and fingers hardening from too much clenching and unclenching.Was there truly no time that I had gone through thick and thin for him? I brooded helplessly, guilt and hurt fighting for a room in my already tired and weak heart and my stomach churning with a promise of a successful nausea.I racked my brain harder, his glare growing more intense, burning through my self-control and leaving me nakedly exposed to his perfect judgement.The result from my intensively ra
Giancarlo.Since when? My pulse pounded hard, throat feeling as dry as charcoal and heart slicing the words into dices of anger and surprise.Was he perchance kidding me? My mind rotated in horrifying surprise, and my eyes dilated as I looked to the floor for answers.How could I have been so blind to not have noticed anything? I wondered deeply, hands moving to my chin in perfect posture.But then, he had barely shown anything to me and Elizabeth had not even been around.Or was she around all the while? Numerous thoughts ran through my mind as his words sunk deep into me, feeling very unwelcomed in my brain."Since when?" I managed to ask calmly, the warring thoughts in my head, buried suppressingly by my self-control but still struggling to raise the rock pressing it down.He turned to look at Claire who had frozen on her track while trying to head to the bathroom and smiled."It's been three weeks now," he replied in a calm tone too, hands clenching by his sides and eyes looking e
Giancarlo.Claire reeled forward almost falling, hands running fast to her knees to act as a tripod stand.I quickly held her back, aching with her from her sisters banging words. Perspiration dropped like trickles of rain down to my legs, feeling more cold than hot as she seemed to wish to haul herself violently to the floor.While I didn't see anything wrong with her, stating her view and turning the table on her mom, Elizabeth certainly saw a thousand things wrong with it and had not hesitated to set the matter straight.Claire began to gasp for breath by my side, falling a little forward to get more air and hands slipping and almost sending her to my the ground.Just as I held her back, she began to cough violently, tears streaming down her eyes and shoulder rising and falling in unison with her chest."Calm down, she'll come around," I tried to reassure her, pulling her up and closer to my chest and welcoming the vanilla scent from her hair. “Don't let her words get much to you.