LOGINALEXANDER I hated confrontations. And more than I hated them, I hated that it had to be with Jimmie. Funny enough, she was the first one to ever challenge me. The drive back home felt like torture. The silence was ruining my soul and my hands trembled whilst gripping the steering wheel. Most times, I just tried to catch a glimpse of what her expression looked like, but I knew she was purposely avoiding me. And just like I had predicted, the cat sprang out as soon as we got home. When it came to tantrums, Jimmie knew just how to throw them. “Aren’t you coming inside?” I asked when I noticed she wasn’t walking with me. With her furrowed brows, she pulled off her heels, picked the left one and bashed it on my windshield. The car’s emergency alarm went off, yet she didn’t stop. She bashed and bashed until the dent became too deep and glass fragments slitted into her skin. She was about to hit again when I held her hand. “That’s eno
ALEXANDER Mobilizing the chopper for a late night flight had been the last thing on my mind today, until I finally picked up my phone and realized that I might have caused a big misunderstanding for Jimmie. But on getting him, she was nowhere to be found. Luckily, after the last ordeal, my guards had learnt better than letting her leave the house unprotected. However, I tried all I could to stop myself from appearing here, knowing I was in the wrong and thinking it had been best to punish myself by waiting for her at home. Also, I had spent the better part of the evening convincing myself that coming to this godforsaken party was a terrible idea. Not because I had anything against parties. I simply had better things to do than stand in a room full of pretentious bastards pretending to enjoy each other's company. But Jimmie had decided to be difficult. And I had little to no patience in me. My jaw tightened as I stepped into the gothic-themed hall, my eyes
AUDREY By passing Charles was easier than I had thought it would be. Thankfully, it was late into the night and even though I know someone wasn’t gonna be happy about my decision, I sure loved to challenge him for messing with my mind all day. Grabbing my car keys by the center table, I pulled off my heels and carefully slipped out the door, headed to the garage and drove out. Fifteen minutes of driving and slow vibing to my favourite playlist, I was hit with a slow traffic that had been caused thanks to the crowd headed for the event. It made me realize that the party was gonna be bigger than I thought. A quiet chill went down my spine. The possibility of running into Lexan wasn't far-fetched and that was the last thing I needed. More than that, I didn’t want to run into the…. “Heyyy!!” I heard a familiar voice yell. “Audrey!” Speak of the fucking devil. Turning around, I plastered a fake smile on my face as my eyes met Bethany. “Hey.” In her
AUDREY After dabbing the last powder on my face, I wore some perfume and stepped out of my room. I had been confined to it since last night and was beginning to get bored and hungry. Although the thought of making my own meal terrorized me, I had no choice but to do it. Charles had some market runs to do and Alexander was away for a business trip. It’s been barely two weeks but I already miss him like crazy. Which I knew I wasn’t supposed to be doing. I didn’t even know when he would come back. “Get a fucking grip, Audrey.” I had to mutter to myself while rubbing my cheeks which always turned red at the thought of him. On getting to the kitchen, a loud sigh escaped my lips. Maybe I should do something simple, I thought. If I could toast some slices of bread, scramble a few eggs and whip up some salad, then I can comfortably make some orange juice to go with it, or even warm milk. That was what I thought. But after twenty minutes of rattling around in
ALEXANDER For goodness sake Hazel. “Add her bill to my tab.” I gestured to the bartender as I picked up her stuff from the counter, and secured them in her bag. “Hazel.” She made a small sound in response, snuggling closer to me. Alcohol, tiramisu, vanilla, her body scent.. I might as well go crazy before tomorrow. I knew I had this coming when I left with Miss Gold despite Hazel’s foul mood. Now I was going to pay the price. “We have to go home.” She shook her head negatively then proceeded to push me. “I thought you were with Miss Gold.” The name was pure sarcasm coming from her mouth. “Hazel.” I moved closer to her and held her hand waist. “I didn’t know she would take that much time.” “Ohh please.” She mocked. “She seems like a better date than I am.” Was she throwing a tantrum? “We will talk about it when we get home.” My eyes met hers… damn she looked so inviting with her sleepy gaze. “Uh..uhh..” she protested again. “W
AUDREY As someone who grew up in one of the coldest parts of the world, I loved the sun a little too much. Maybe because I didn’t have the chance to enjoy its rays as much as the people who lived in hot areas. Or maybe because I loved the fact that whenever it came, the world seemed like a better place, illuminated and brightened. Whatever it was, the sun made me feel safe. My paint brush grazed the white canvas on the painting board with touches of light orange and purple, as I was trying to recreate the elegant muse in front of me. The soft music lingering statehood background soothed my soul, eliminating all traces of reality. By the time I was done, so much time had passed and the sun was finally gone. Slowly, I put down my paint brush and took a pen, then scribbled the name jimy on it. I sit back to stare at my masterpiece and my heart couldn’t help but shatter at the thought of my dead sister. Jimmie had always wanted me to paint the sunset for her. Then, sh
POV: Audrey My mom was going to hear from me today. I’d had enough of the reckless, self-serving decisions she made to protect her so-called reputation. Dad’s company scandal was clearly the result of her selfishness and her obsession with always appearing high-class in society. She could
POV: Alexander The sound of my voice made the crowd resonate in fear as I walked towards Jimmie with pride and took her hand in mine. She had been gone for quite a while and the guests were getting suspicious. Prior to searching for her,I noticed the chaos going on, only to find her amids
Audrey Alexander and I walked down, the majestically designed aisle, of the party venue. The aisle was lined with a beautiful red carpet which was lavishly designed with lavenders, roses and tulips making them scream not just luxury but also royalty. The party room was an open garden, whic
POV: Audrey The sinister scene before me made reflex tears stream down my tearline, ruining my mascara. I felt like my world was crumbling before me. Wanted to speak but I didn't know which felt heavier—my lips or my heart. Breathing suddenly felt like a crime. My parents stormed in immedia







