is it history or home that hurts us more?" - Robin Ekiss, Bones of August. ________Her parents are both dead, her brother lives with his wife in India. But will not stop me from getting my answers.As promised I have in my study, ready to test her waters. "Don't for a second think anything about your life is hidden from me," I warned her dropping the file with her details in her lap.Instead of taking a look at it. she threw the file away from her acting as if it disgusts her. "There is nothing in that file that can lead you to that drive," she said calmly. I smiled taking in her frequently changing facial expressions, "You don't think I know that?" I took a step toward her fisting a rough hand in her hair, other at the side of her chair, closing the distance between us."I know someone helped you escape, I know you were not alone in America," she yelped as fear flashed her eyes which confirmed my accusation."or maybe you were never alone. you always had someone don't you?" I rasp
CAN SEE MY DOWNFALL FROM SIX FEET ABOVE __I tapped my pointy red hells on the floor, looking around the house. The place is filled with glittery females and men dressed in cold dark colors. I noticed one in particular, she looks young around barely 18 I think.Ironic enough I wonder. To be seen makes people feel naked- and then some people actually strip naked, however still as strangers to the world. Everyone is caged inside a little box of mystery, secrets, and pain. I think all we ever want is something with the right key to let us free. I filled my tray with drinks and arranged a bottle onto it. "You look gorgeous, here have some water," I complimented and have her the water bottle to the girl dancing around these men. I have no idea what is wrong with all the people here, calling these girls names and saying really dirty things to her. These girls are artists and they are doing their job, an amazing one at that."Thanks, I-" Her mouth opened in refusal but before she can say
empty frames and loud moans_He roughly throws me in the passenger seat of one of his cars, before getting in himself. Shocked, I just stay still keeping my bruised hand to my chest. I mean it's not really bruised but there is pain. A long silence filled the car, only the voices of my uneven and his angry nostrils flaring were the voices in the car. What happened in there was nothing I ever expected to happen ever. "who was he?" my voice came out so hysterical I cringed. he clenched his jaw tightening his hold on the steering until his knuckles turn white. OH? so he is getting angry now? I glared at his clenched jaw. "Answer me.""Don't talk about him," he yelled out of frustration. "Are you kidding me? he fucking humiliated me in front of your Uncle while you stood there like a fucking statue." he turned his dark gaze to me. "Shut up," he yelled again. Asshole. I want to shout at him, ask him why he let that happen, why? instead, I closed my eyes keeping my eyes at bay. After
Misery loves company ____"I should warn you, I'm going to give you one more chance before I look into it myself," he says taking a sip of his coffee. We came back home first thing in the morning - wait not home prison. this place is not my home can never be it.I took a huge bite from my bagel, admiring the taste. Food with him is the only time I'm allowed to eat as much as I want. And I'm not wasting this opportunity "What are you talking about?" I asked still flushed about our activities from yesterday. "I have your little book."of course, he has it. Her number is in there. A mischievous smile crept my face, even if he has her number there is not much he can do. The most he will know the number is registered American. "how about we make a deal?" His perfect brow lifted. "what deal?" "you can have my little diary in return you give me my phone back," I said with a grin plastered on my face. he literally rolled his eyes at me faint amusement visible on his face. "you are n
it is possible to live without memory but is it possible to live with it? ________it's not real, it's not real, but fuck it is real. I'm lying in his bed with his huge arms around me, his nose buried in my hair. If someone looked at me right now they will probably label me mad.Because although I can't see my face I know it's as red as a tomato. And the fact that this is probably the first non-sexual intimacy between us is enough to freak me out. I gulped reminding myself not to fall for someone who is way too out of my league. I slipped out of his embrace skillfully and left his room taking the remnants of my dress from last night. later that day, I decided to start my day by cleaning his office first. while dusting the old books on the shelf, I found an old packet of cigarettes. I shook the little box a little to know if there is anything in there. One long white cigarette flew out of the box onto the floor. My mind did 100 calculations at that time, it has been a while sin
fuck family dinners. part-I _____The week so far has been good. After her little breakdown, I slept with her and many nights after that. She crawled her way into my bed and now I can't find any reason for her to not be there. I like making her forget her pain, she likes that I can take it away. Things couldn't be more peaceful. This feeling is a lot rare to me but I'm not complaining. I swirl the coffee around my cup. Taking a delicious sip. Ayushi made this coffee herself for me and I must say it tastes delicious. Ace barges into my office with his hard-as-stone demeanor."Sir, Giovanni is here." My free hand went directly to the gun lying on the table. Before I can say anything he barges in. The fucker walked in like he owns this place. He doesn't and he will learn this soon enough. "Dante," I hiss angrily. I'm not happy to see him and he should know this. I mean what the fuck is he doing here?"We need to talk," he said before taking a seat in front of me. I let go of my
fuck family dinners part-II _____They are having a baby. That means my brother is going to deliver an heir, already. I love my brother but the idea of his spawn ruling my business, the business I had built, is a little hard to digest. The room fills up with congratulations and love yous. And I can do is stare at my inevitable future."Nicolas congratulate your brother," my mother softly mumbles. But what I did was to stare at her for a full minute. Ayushi's hot glare met my eyes from across the table letting me know she is not happy. "I'm so happy for you guys," she congratulates again with a smile on her face but her eyes holding mine."We are happy too," my brother says gently kissing his wife.She wants me to congratulate them. "I'm happy for you too, brother," I said. Gabriella twisted around in her seat, her legs touching mine. "Yeah, congratulations."My mother is the only one who acknowledged her presence. "Thank you, darling." I noticed Max sitting a little t
gelatos and Jb? ______"Are you sure you want to leave with him?" Marisa asked. I told her I didn't bring have my car here and because Nicolas offered me a lift im going with him. "Yeah, I'll be fine." "And don't forget to send me the new number, I was mad stressed for you." "I will." I lied. silently sitting in the car I did my best to ignore his presence. she was sitting so near him I can almost smell her on him. Suddenly I noticed a Gelato store is still open. nothing better than dessert after a good meal I thought. But since I dont have any money on me I turned toward him. "can you buy me gelato."he looks a little taken back from my sudden request but instead of denying it he said, "Okay."wow, I didn't expect him to say yes but then again this man is full of surprises. Like a true gentleman, he helped me out of the car. Moments like these are my favorites, you know where he keeps quiet. Letting our bodies do all the talk. The face of the guy behind the counter went from