Puzzle of fate

~zarie’s Pov~wake up! Wake up! I groan as a certain annoying hand continuously try to jerk me up from my beauty sleep.Like seriously, why can’t I ever have a peace of mind in this damn house? I cannot believe even in my sleep, the devils will decide to come after me. I am that particular type of girl who does not mess with her sleep but one thing I know for sure is that The annoying hand which no doubt belongs to my annoying ass brother will never let me be till I decide to wake up. Been fully aware of that fact, I furiously throw the guilt off my body and sit on my queen sized bed whiles I try to rub the sleep from my eyes, giving my brother one of my famous death glares. Ugh! Only if looks could kill, he’d be dead by now. Haha seriously, if looks could really kill, then I would not even have to worry about my demons anymore. my br

Zarie’s POV next thirty minutes I arrive at Penelope’s house quite early since it is just a twenty-five minute drive from my house to hers plus I was driving pretty fast, venting my frustrations on my innocent baby. Penelope scolds me for been late, even though I am just an hour late.I did not even realize time was running that fast. But can I tell be blamed? Nope! For all the things going on right now, checking the time is the least important thing to me. ’I am sorry. I am just so frustrated that I even forgot about the project.’ I tell her, my voice voice breaking at the end. I just want to let go right now, I just want to cry and I know with my best friend, I do not need to act so tough. I know with her, I can be more transparent and let it all out. And s

Jessa’s POV I squint my eyes as something bright hit my eyes. I sit on the bed and try to rub the sleep from my eyes. I open my eyes slowly and that is when I realise the windows are opened. Who in this house opened the damn thing? I know it is not my mum because she does not even come to my room. She would not come here for anything. And it is certainly not Jake because he does not give a flying fuck about what I do to myself.    Even though Desmond comes to my room, he can't possibly be the one. He is too petite to reach the window blinds. As my eyes begins to adjust to the light rays from the sun, the flashbacks of yesterday's happenings begins to play vividly in my head, making me know that I am no more at my mother's place.  The reality of things also starts

Zavier’s POV It has been nearly thirty minutes or maybe, even more since Zarie went unconscious for a reason I do not even know yet.  And what really worries me even more is I am having the worst possible thoughts on the various reasons that could have prompted her unconsciousness. And for some stupid reason, I am feeling more than restless with wild thoughts going through my mind. There is this feeling which keeps on bugging me, which makes me think that she might have managed somehow to find out about my not so pleasant past. 'Oh God, what if she knows?' I mumble under my breath.   I know I am acting unreasonable right now but can you really blame me?  I am just a little uneasy that the history which I undoubtedly do not ever want to hear of might come at me again with a much stronger

 Hello my readers, this is kind of a bonus chapter to dive a bit into Daisy’s thoughts. The continuation of chapter eight will be in chapter ten. Thanks.  Daisy’s POV I had gone a tour to promote my latest project but I never expected to find my brother already married when I returned. I can’t really say I had no idea about the fact that my brother would be married. My mother and step-father used to talk about how they wanted to expand the family business, how they wanted their company to have a partnership with another successful one. They have actually been planning of this partnership for sometime now but all attempts to get a successful company to partner with them proved futile. I mean, what type of a company owner in his or her right senses would want to give up