LOGINRaymond (the night before his death)I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I immediately tucked away the phone I was recording on and wiped the tears that escaped.As suspected, as the door burst open, Eunice barged in looking red in the face. “You think you can keep your little secret from me forever?” She asked, her voice high and I just stared at her.My lack of response must have infuriated her because she immediately grabbed my collar and pulled me to herself. “I know that you can talk, you dimwit, and I know that you have been meeting with your stupid son!”I tried to school my expression and pretend I knew nothing, but I failed. Her eyes twitched and she let go of me. For a solid minute, she just paced the room, tugging on her hair.“I really hoped it was a lie. When I started suspecting, I hoped for your good! For your own good, Raymond, I hoped It was a lie. Imagine my shock when I saw you through the cameras casually walking out of this house.”my eyes widened at her a
DesmondI could hear her knocking but I absolutely couldn't bring myself to get up from the bed and open the door for her.The same thing has been playing over and over again in my head for days now; I ruined it all. I killed my father, blew up every chance we had at getting a lickback, I have inevitably ruined her life.The knock came again, this time louder and I could make out some words she was saying. I pulled the duvet over my face, trying to muffle the sounds. But I heard her say his name, and I immediately sat up.“I must have heard wrong,” I muttered. My voice felt foreign to my ears, I hadn't spoken in days.“I got a message from Ray!” Time seemed to freeze for a very brief moment, then I shot up from the bed. I knocked over the table in my haste, and I paused for a split second before I rushed over to the door and pulled it open.“What did you just say?”She raised the phone to my face and I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the screen. “See?”Truly the contact name was Raym
IsabelThe second we walked in, Desmond immediately got into the guest room. I went after him and tried opening the door only to find it locked from the inside.It's been days now and he hasn't said a word to me or to anyone else, even throughout the funeral, he kept to himself. The very minute Raymond was buried, he asked to go home.“Desmond,” I knocked on the door desperately while twisting the door knob, but all I was met with was silence. “Desmond, please open up!” I knocked louder, but still got nothing in response.My heartbeat quickened with every second that I got no response. I placed my ear on the door and tried to make out any sound from the room, but it was quiet, way too quiet.“Baby,” I resumed my knocking. A lump formed in my throat and I tried so hard to blink away the tears, “please let me in, please!”I tried to keep knocking but I felt a soft hand wrap around my arm.“That's enough,” Helen said gently, pulling me away from the door. They came rushing over the secon
Desmond It's been a week of waiting for them to make a move, any move, but it's been suspiciously quiet and I was tired of sitting on my ass.Each day that passed by only prolonged the back and forth, and I wanted nothing more than to be done with all that was happening. Isabel helped me pack up all the necessary files, and then handed me the bag.“Have you set up the meeting?”I shook my head, “not fully? I'm yet to hear from the board members, but I'll go there and see if they turn up, if not, I'll have it forwarded to them.”Getting the company back under my control has taken the lead for what we were to do next, and what better way than Eunice’s way? Calling a board meeting and having the proof of all we've gathered slapped across everyone's faces.“Alright then,” She came closer and helped me fix my tie. “Just keep me updated on everything that's happening, I'll be over here, anxiously waiting for your feedbacks.”I kissed her cheeks. “Noted. Try not to be too anxious, distract
Desmond The office was quiet, but my thoughts weren't. I stared at the files all over my table and I threw my head back, relaxing against the chair.Was it worth it?The first time I said it to Isabel that I didn't think it was worth it to fight back, it was all because I wanted a cover up, but I've asked myself the same question ever since then.Was it really worth It? Everything and everyone was getting dragged to filth.My door creaked open and I immediately sat up when I saw Isabel walk in. I thought she was still with them.My confusion quickly turned to anger when I noticed how swollen her eyes has gotten. “Were you crying?”“That obvious?”I took her hand and gently pulled her to myself. “What happened? Are you okay? What's wrong?”She buried Her face in my chest and inhaled deeply. “I hate them,” she said in a very small voice and I immediately wrapped my arms around her tighter. “I hate that even after what they did to me, a part of me still wants to forgive them and just
IsabelI woke up with a smile on my face, nestled in Desmond's arms. From the moment I woke up, I knew it was bound to be a good day.And I've been proven right, the day just kept getting better. I was currently seated before my laptop, a very big grin on my face as I read the headlines and comments that were splattered across my screen.‘I knew there was something evil about them’ I threw my head back and laughed at the comment. It was both funny to read that about them, and also funny how easy it was for people to switch up.Just a couple days ago, Desmond and I were the evil ones, now these same people were the ones defending us.“That exciting, huh?” He asked as he pulled out a chair and sat beside me.I shifted my laptop, so he could see my screen properly as well. For a couple seconds, his eyes just glazed over the screen, then he chuckled.“People are so fickle”“Exactly what I was thinking!” We both exchanged a look, then we bumped into each other chuckling. “Well, I can't bla







