Just outside the campus gates, a tall young chap leaned beside his black cruiser. He earned queer glances from his female schoolmates as he simply waited for Evangeline to arrive after the prolonged club meeting with her homeroom professor.
Evangeline had confronted the Dean about Halton's Dyslexia. Although Halton didn't like the idea he agreed since he needed some exceptions with his examinations. Soon, the news spread over like a plague.
The girls that had once looked at him with bizarre admiration now looked at him with pity. They stopped the so-called 'fan club', so he won't be hindered by their interventions.
Some lost interest in him after learning about his illiteracy. Halton, however, was unbothered by all this, all he needed was to concentrate on his latest goal and after that, he will finally escape this recurring college life for good.
Since Evan took a long time to arrive, he decided to smoke. He opened his untouched cig
Feel free to skip the Chapters Titled 'Their love story' if you aren't interested in reading Evangaline's and Halton's past love! After this, the story will be set in the present day!
Three months of dating went inexplicably well for Evan and Halton.Even if the constant flirts from him distracted them from their sessions, they managed to get over with it and complete their tasks at the clock. After the studies are done for the day, they would take a long road home.A few more months passed like days, the examinations commenced and to the entire school's astonishment, Halton aced all of his subjects. Earning the topmost rank among his peers along with Evangeline Wright.And as a reward for their achievement, the school gave off another 50,000 pounds for Evan. The loud whistles and cheers dominated the graduation ceremony as Halton went up to the stage to receive his honors. He winked at Evan and then sat beside her in the front row.When the good news reached his father's ears, he graciously donated a hefty sum to the university. Alexandra wouldn't admit it, but this seventeen-year-old was feeling extremely proud of h
Two Weeks Later. Outside the closed charcoal black coffee shop, a young woman in a comely cherry dress stood glancing back and forth at the road. She peeked at her silently ticking mauve watch, it was already 6 pm. Halton is getting late, she hoped he was okay. She tried to distract herself from forming inauspicious scenarios in her head. He is Halton, he will be fine. The sky grew darker each passing minute, the streets began to light up in series along the pedestrian line. Abruptly, a shiver crawled up through her spine, all the way to her shoulders, making them jump. She was about to turn when a hand seized her mouth, cupping it, soon a caustic odor penetrated her nose. She grew hazy, the back of her head swaying back and forth until her sight enveloped into the darkness. When she opened her eyes again her mind went fuzzy but still functioning. Evan blinked, absorbing as much light as possible to register the d
The weather was unusually pleasant today, the birds chirping a morning song in the arrival of a new day. They were merry because they have survived yet another day on this earth making each second pleasant. This made her wonder how pitiful humans are, not a single day they can remain happy even though god has granted them a long lifespan. Even a dog can identify its own kind and the most intelligent creatures ever existed on this planet denies their own kind labelling them different in the name of petty things. She couldn't bring herself to blame them maybe that's what makes humans special because they can differentiate between good and evil. It is their choice which one they should choose but most times they didn't have a choice at all. This was the question she was obliged to ask herself. She was going against all blood ties to take revenge. If they were not blood-related would she ask the same question? What she is going to do is it right?
This afternoon, Jonathan wanted to prepare something that suited Alexandra's taste. He became more aware of her preferences from the past few days at the hospital. That she did not completely despise seafood. She had only shown her repugnance to fishes but she showed a liking towards Crabs and Lobsters. He had taken a special note of this. Feeling proud of himself, he asked the maid named Jannet to escort him to the majestic kitchen. It was spacious enough to prepare meals for a small town! And so well facilitated, unlike the simpler kitchens he was used to. Chef Ross looked reluctant when Jonathan told him about his decision to prepare lunch for Alexandra. Chef Ross had worked as the head cook for over a decade, and he had never let a guest cook the meal because that would be discourteous. "My apologies, Sir Jonas but we cannot let our madam's honorable Fiance cook when we are here to do the job!" Chef Ross cried
Alexandra stepped inside the dining hall, followed by Jonathan who still hasn't recovered from her outrageous punch. Why does this woman always have to respond with violence?!"What are these?" Alexandra asked pointing at the unfamiliar dishes served on the table. She took a seat. Her flawless face grimaced when Jonathan sat right beside her. Grabbing the chair she moved her seat further away from him, he tried his best to hide his amusement seeing her being so childish."They are crab cakes, you like crabs don't you?" He asked, he hoped her mood wouldn't turn crabby because of the dish.Alexandra deposited a neutral look."I do..."She didn't expect him to take note of the little things she liked, she had never mentioned liking crabs...was he being observant of her the whole time? How creepy."Tell me if you like it, I can make some more next time." Jonathan smiled, he wanted to pat himself on the back for his effort.
Alexandra's fingers outrageously typed on the Macbook, as if she was about to break the keys with her intensity. She re-checked all the files that were sent via email and had a hard time properly signing the paperwork with her shaky right hand.Her body went through concurrent shivers as the lust for alcohol overwhelmed her. She seethed in a cold breath and reclined on her armchair. She rubbed her throbbing temples and poured herself a glass of water and gulped it down as if it was her favourite liquor.Water is too plain for her liking. If only she could turn water into wine.She glanced at the clock and was surprised at how she managed to sit before the laptop for seven freaking hours. She really is a resolute workaholic.Getting up from the chair, her knees let out a crack. It went numb after being immobile for seven hours straight. She walked around her room in circles and decided to have a view of the Balcony.The
A salient shadow soundlessly opened the door, careful not to make a single squeak. The lights were dimmed but it could perfectly figure out where Alexandra slept. She must have taken her sleeping pills by now. And now it was the perfect occasion to finish her off! The shadow made its way to Alexandra's bed, like a snake prying its prey. Those dark minacious eyes watched the beauty taking steady breaths, the nightmares weren't interrupting her sleep. Thank god. The shadow pulled out a kitchen knife, its steel edge reflecting off the silver moonlight. It slowly lifted the equipped hand, aiming to plunge Alexandra's beating flesh. Suddenly, the lights were turned on, Alexandra shot opened her eyes and sat upright to see Jonathan's gun pointed towards her. Alexandra's eyes rounded as her body was tugged back by someone and a cold knife was pressed against her nodding throat. "Put your gun down or this bitch will be the one getting slit." A feminin
The following morning, the sun's warmth poured directly over Alexandra's face. She blinked open her eyes, taking in the blinding light little by little. A familiar pain in her abdomen jolted her awake, she grimaced and let out a frustrated groan. She turned to her right to see the handsome prince charming of a man sleeping soundly next to her bed. "Wake up." She called in her neutral tone. And as she expected he didn't budge. "Wake the fuck up!" She shouted, smacking his head. Jonathan sleazily opened his eyes, it was morning already? He gave a dopey smile to the grumpy beauty. "Good morning." Alexandra lifted her dishevelled blanket. 'Fuck' She cursed. What a great day to wake up in a puddle of her own blood. "What's wrong?" He worriedly asked. "Nothing." She mumbled, hiding her upper body in the blankets with a sullen face. He didn't buy it. In a flying move, he lifted the blanket off her body. Onl