Mag-log inTwo weeks later, morning sickness hit home. With Mr. Li's funeral around the corner, I kept it to myself. Unsure of whether my guess is right.Last thing I want to do is raise Aaron's hope only to dash it into pieces. On the eve of the funeral, thunderstorm hit home like a rage of the sky. Lightening tearing through the heavens like an entirely different shot of its own. For brief seconds, it would draw a map over the face of the sky, blending with the background fit of the clouds like an art piece. With one of the bed sheets draped over my shoulders downwards, I peeped through a parting in the curtain. Aaron had ensured the windows were down before retiring to bed, but it did nothing to prevent my shuddering breath at every class.“ It's going to be wet tomorrow,” I muttered under my breath.“ Mm-hmmm.” Came an unexpected reply.“ You're up?”“ Yes. Felt your side and it was empty.”I dragged my feet, shambling towards him, while the sheets dogged my steps. “ Come here,” he said a
Sneaking out of the house, I dragged Aaron to the club where we met each other for the second time. I recall he had been drugged. “ Do you remember this?” I raised my left wrist to him, showing him the Rolex watch he had gifted me. He shakes his head. “ You still have this?”“ Yes, I still do.”“ Does that still work?”“ Yep!”“ Isn't it a little old?”“ Nope!” I maintained, running my hands around the edges. “ Don't you think you need a new one…”I cut in sharply, “ no, Aaron. I don't need a new one. I need this.”Softening a little, I took a deep breath and sighed. “ You told me I had the same birthday with your late little sister. It was also your first gift to me. Nothing can replace it. Nothing.”“ Sorry, Mrs. Devinsky…”I punched his belly quickly, before anyone could make sense of what he said. “ Forgive me. That was a slip.” He said, coughing. For a moment, I was worried I might have punched too hard. I take off his hood, and felt his face. “ I'm sorry. It must have hurt a
Olive and beige, I chose. Not to fit into the background or stand out, but to remain me. Rough winds greeted me when I stepped out of the car, whipping my curls against my face. The graduation gown responded to the wooing of the wind, swaying in every direction it called. Heels clicked on the marble walkway. Heavy footsteps fell with a thud that made my eyes follow the shoes. The scrap of metal in the distance fell in sync with the honks of excited parents and delighted guardians. This is not a matriculation.It is a convocation.But I couldn't have imagined I would be attending it alone.The end of a four-year journey. The end to beefs and feuds that had us second guessing ourselves. Of professors who would have you crawling to pass a course. Some who take gratification in kind. Some whose annoyance stems from your very existence. Some…some whose happiness only comes when you're sad, lonely, frustrated and depressed. And a few who need heirs that will fill their shoes when they're
(Nicki)It was stormy outside when her presence was announced. Maya and I shared a look. Her forehead wrinkled, and her lips twisted in displeasure. “ No way she is here because of the baby,” she summed. “ That's not like the vixen.”“ Careful now. She's a member of the Devinsky family. It's only proper for her to be here.” I countered. Knowing Maya's temper, nothing is going to stop her from striking a hurtful blow at Lisa if I so much as showed signs of support. I waited for her entrance, my eyes lingering on the door with mixed feelings. It's been awhile since we saw each other. “ What's keeping her outside?” I muttered, more to myself than to Maya whose attention had reverted on the yarn. She wants to make a cap for little Aaron.She scrunched her nose, glanced at the door, and shrugged. “ She might have bumped into Mr. Devinsky on her way, and chose a different mission.” She taunted, avoiding my gaze.I fight the urge to confirm what she had just said. I trust Aaron. He wouldn'
“ You wanted to talk. I would advise that you make it quick.” Aaron snapped, hands dipped in his pocket.Michael chuckled dryly. Unlike him, there was no trace of mirth or amusement in his voice. “ My guess is that you blame me for drawing you away from her before the flatline.”“ I'm not here to assign faults or act righteous. I want to get back to my family. That is all, and the faster you speak, the best for all of us.”Micheal looked across Aaron's shoulder to the door they had exited moments before, a rattling silence settled in his heart, and in its company, was memory.Of the love he once had. A love like this.“ I think we got off on the wrong foot,” he started off, after a long pause, but Aaron came at him mercilessly.“ You don't seem to have anything order than two wrong feet and your grumpy heart. Don't patronize me, Micheal. You and I are not friends, and we cannot be friends. But if there's something these past few weeks have taught me, it is this: you don't get to decid
Third person POV)He sped towards the door like a mad boar, and skidded to a halt when one of the male nurses rushed out and barred his way. “ It's best you stay outside for now…”“ No…no…I shouldn't have left her side. No…Nicki, please…I'm still here…”“ Please, Mr. Devinsky. Let us do our job.”Eyebrows raised, muscles contracting with sharp piercing pain, he scowled. “ Which part of what I said wasn't clear? That's my wife in there!” He thundered, about to push the nurse away, but the doctor on glasses showed up in time to stop him.“ You brought her to me. I need you to trust me with her life. I have never lost a single mother under my watch and by God, I am not about to lose the sweetest of them all. She will hold her child. She will…now get out of my ER so I can work.”He stepped backwards until he bumped into Michael. Making no attempt to apologize, his knees knocked and crumbled. He cupped his face, down on both knees, with his soaked clothes clinging to his body like a secon
Aaron)My breath still catches in my throat everytime I see her. My heart still skips a beat in anticipation of her smile. With a boyish grin, I wait lazily for her gaze to lock in on mine. The aftermath of her sudden glow and bubbly smile gets me grinning, and going hard below.Comparing my emotio
(Nicki)Our holiday classes have begun, but Aaron wants to spend some days with me before leaving for an important trip abroad. “ You said I could go today,” I scolded him for reneging. “ Accept my apologies. I changed my mind.”“ Well, you have to change it again, cause I'm out of here in a few
(Ethan)Heart searing anxiety grips me the second I saw her closing in on the exit. It feels like I'm already too late. But my emotion takes a spin when I watched Lisa's company grab her waist. My heartbeat races my feet, but I suddenly go cold when his lips descends over hers.Veins pulsing to lif
Between my legs, the pimp buries himself, groaning and sweating profusely, while slamming into me like a sl*t he paid for a night. The smelly thing, the bloody casanova, kisses me with renewed passion that makes me want to throw up on him. Every time his lips comes over my face, his breath reeks wi







