Nathan:I said it. I finally said it. I couldn't keep it in any longer. She stood there and looked at me in disbelief, like I had said the strangest words in existence to her.I smiled weakly and tucked a stray hair behind her ear and stroked her face. Her blue eyes and soft lips that called out to me to kiss them…Why did it take me so long to realize that all I wanted to do was love her, to see her every single waking moment and say that she is mine? Mine forever.“Nathan…”I planted another soft kiss on my starstruck kitten and kissed away a tear that was forming in her eyes."No tears, Enora.–”My fingers brushed her chin and tilted her head. Her eyes were moist and her lips were trembling. Oh, Enny…"–I should have said this a long time ago. I should have made you wait. I shouldn't have made ‘us’ wait." I pulled her in and wrapped her in my arms while she broke down in my chest, her body shaking as she sobbed loud and hard.As I stroked her head, I felt my heart lurch a bit. No
Enora:I could hear his breathing: heavy, deep. He was across for me, a good distance away but I could bet that my skin could feel his hot furious breath.“Why are you mad?” I asked softly, my hands trembling on my thighs. This was the first time that I had ever seen him this way and it was terrifying.“Why was Anthony at the party?–”He leaned forward, his thighs tensing.“–You told me that he wasn’t going to be at the party.”I swallowed hard.“I… I didn’t lie. He wasn’t at the party before. He came over later on.”“Mad about what?”His voice was calm and that was what scared me the most. He was furious but his voice didn’t give him away. There was no yelling or shouting. He spoke like we were having a regular conversation but I could feel the edge in his voice.“He was upset that I was ignoring his calls and text.–”I looked down at my socked feet and wiggled my toes. It was the only thing that I could do to help me relieve the stress I was feeling.“–He asked why and I told him th
Enora:I lay there, staring at the ceiling, my heart beating unrhythmically. I can't believe it. I couldn't…My hand ran over my stomach, my body tense, trying to feel the kick, to feel the life of the body that I was growing inside of me. I closed my eyes, and all I could see was those two red lines on the pregnancy test strip. I couldn’t believe it. I had been on my phone all day, trying to find an explanation. Was something wrong with the test? Was it a false positive? What was I going to do? I couldn’t have this baby. I just couldn’t.I turned in bed and felt a tear slip down my cheek. It fell to the pillow and left a small wet patch that cooled my skin. I had to tell Mr. Wright. There was nothing that I could do. I had to tell him. And Bridget… I guess she was going to find out sooner than I expected.All day, all I could think about was the look on Mr. Wright's face if I told him. I would close my eyes and see him mad, fuming, angry that I let something like this happen. Othe
Enora:The sun was up early and its rays beamed softly on my face. I groaned in slight pain and then smiled. Mr. Wright held on to me tightly, nuzzling into my chest, his fingers digging into the small of my back. I guess if I was in pain because he was holding on too tight, I didn’t mind. After everything that happened yesterday, I felt safe and I loved where I was: in his arms in a warm and safe bed.As I sroked his hair, he groaned and pulled me in tighter. “I’ll keep you safe,” he mumbled and exhaled deeply, his hot breath warm on my chest. I could barely breathe in his tight grasp but I didn’t mind. I was with him and there was no other place that I would rather be. Yesterday still felt like a dream. I wish I was strong enough so that I could look at Anthony one last time before he was dragged away. I couldn’t believe he would do that to me. It was scary. Even among the people I called my friends, who could I truly trust. “Why are you awake?” Mr. Wright said groggily, open
Enora:I didn’t know what came over me. It was a final desperate attempt to save myself. My face was in pain, my body ached, and my pride was shattered. I never expected this from Anthony. Why? I thought he genuinely liked me and thought I had hurt him by letting him down. But it was all a ploy, a little part of a grand scheme, but unfortunately, he had hit a rock. While he was distracted, mocking Mr. Wright, I found an opening. I moved my legs slowly, freeing them from his grasp and finally letting the blood run through my numb muscles. I only had one shot at this. One shot or I would be raped and I would have to live with that regret for the rest of my life. I really thought that Anthony just wanted to talk, just wanted closure for what I had told him earlier. How wrong I was. I was foolish to have stayed alone with him. And now, I had everyone in trouble. I could only imagine what was wrong with George.With the little energy I had, the kick was explosive, right to his groin. A
Nathan:I couldn't stop pacing. Wine glass in hand, thoughts flying, my eyes darting to my phone every few minutes.She hadn't called me. Her part was supposed to start at 7pm, and it was almost 10pm. Yet, nothing from her.The wine I sipped did nothing to calm my frayed nerves. No calls, no texts. What was she doing?I slipped into a chair and sighed, my mind going haywire.Fun? Was she having fun without me? Who else could she be smiling with?My grip on my glass tightened. She told me that those bastards weren't coming. Did she lie to me?No. She couldn't have. My kitten didn't lie, and even if she did, I would know.I exhaled and checked my watch. Time was moving slowly, and it drove me up the wall."Fuck it!"I grabbed my phone and sent a text. I wanted to be sure that she was not with those predators. I hated them. Even hate wasn't sufficient.The reply was instant. And I heaved a sigh of relief. She wasn't with them. I could rest a little better.I walked over to my desk and go
Enora:“What the hell is going on?” I demanded, standing up from the sofa and staring at Anthony with hate and suspicion.He stood up as well and walked towards me, smiling wickedly as he took me in with lust and disdain.“You had to have known that this was coming, Enora,” he said darkly, chuckling dryly and looking to the door as if he expected someone to come in.“You know, there's just something about you in the office that just doesn't seem to sit well with me.”I backed away, trying my best to increase the distance between the both of us. “Stay away from me!” I yelled, but Anthony’s laughter just continued to become more sinister. Where the hell was George? He should have realized that something was amiss by now.“If you're thinking about your buff gardener, just know that he was incapacitated a few minutes ago. He won't be coming to your aid, Enora.”My heart skipped a beat. What was happening? How the hell did I end up this deep in trouble? Who was he? Was he even the real An
Enora:Nicki took centre stage and called for a game of charades. Everyone began to pair up in twos. Luke was still with Emily, Jay was with Gina, Eliot opted out of the game and surprisingly, Anthony paired up with me. I was a little uneasy as he sat next to me. We weren’t on speaking terms but at least he wasn’t mad enough to detest me and avoid me like I was the black plague. “Alright, I believe you all know the rules of this game. The first team to guess gets a point. No cheating and no trying to make your teammate win by using any funny hand signs. G, you’re up.”Gina took the stage and pulled a paper from the hate. She looked at it and made a face. I could only imagine what the hell she picked.Soon she raised her hands above her head and began to bend in the funniest way. The crazy guesses commenced.“Line!”“Straight!”“Balloon guy!” She shook her head and lowered her hand. She imitated someone who was drawing and went back to her first action. “You are an artist! Decaprio
Enora:There was a heavy silence in the room. All eyes were fixed on Eliot, on one knee, holding out a ring. Bridget was dumb dumbfounded. For a few minutes, she was unable to say anything and I couldn’t blame her. This was a shock to all of us. Eliot had just cheated on her and now he was trying to propose to her. “Bridget, please say something.”Bridget said nothing as was still staring at the ring in disbelief, like it was all part of a dream, that her ex-boyfriend of just a day ago was proposing to her.“Bridget, I…”A resounding slap filled the room and everyone’s hands flew to their mouths and gasps rippled inthe room. I was stunned. Bridget was not a fighter and she wasn’t one to lose her head over things but I could understand her reaction to this.“You cheated on me with some girl named, Vanessa, and now you have the audacity to show up to this party uninvited to prose to me?! How stupid are you? How stupid do you think I am?”Her voice was raised and was shakey. I wanted