Mag-log inCHUCK Drinking and staring out the window was a Google recommendation on how to clear your head and get rid of intense crankiness. I've been doing that for minutes now, and I don't feel any better. Not even in the slightest. This crankiness wouldn't go away. And then I keep glancing at my phone, hoping she'd call. And she hasn't. Not even a text from her. It's hard to get through the day, waiting for a text or a call that just might never come. And the thought that she might have gone to see her asshole boyfriend has me more stressed than ever. It’s fucking pathetic feeling this way for her. I'd feel more pathetic if I called her first. That's why I'm hesitating to. Even though every bone in me just wants to call and know if she's okay. If her face hurts in the slightest. My chest still burns whenever I recall how hard that bastard hit her. All my life watching her grow up, I've never imagined it was possible to hit her at all. Even yelling at her felt like a crime. So watching i
LACYI stared blankly at the ceiling, doing a mental count of how much longer I needed to live this disgusting and wretched life before it all came to an end. I'm barely breathing. I'm barely okay. My chest hurts physically. Like I've got a wound in it from the last time Mad Dog thoroughly beat my ass. I'd check myself in a hospital if I could. I'm sure they'd find out I fractured something inside. But I don't have the money to do that. And Mad Dog would never give me the money for that. He wouldn't want me talking to others about the abuse he puts me through. And now, doing this mission for him feels like hell. This has to be the hardest mission I've ever had to do. Because it involves hurting people I've genuinely grown to care about. But I have no choice. I've never had a bloody choice in my life. He's taken all that away from me. And then he took school away from me too. He made me sign that I was never going back.Showing up in Aaliyah's life again with that shitty lie of bei
AALIYAH For the first time, I was angry. Really angry. I was livid. Why does he keep bringing me to places like this? I don't want to sound like a brat, but these places are beneath me. It's about time he starts bringing me to his apartment. Or I won't bother visiting him anymore. No matter how hard he tries to convince and manipulate me into visiting. I will stand my ground. I got inside and approached the receptionist. He didn't send me a room number. So I'll have to ask her. But weirdly, she didn't wait for me to ask. “Second floor. Room 5,” she said with a professional smile. I offered her a forced smile and took the staircase. I got to the door that had the room number and knocked. The door opened, and there he was, shirtless, wearing only pants. Seeing him almost altered the anger and indignation I was feeling earlier. But I quickly reprimanded myself. Don't be stupid, Aaliyah. Don't forget what he did to you. “Are you just gonna stand there and stare at me all day?” he
AALIYAH “Well, you can't blame him for defending you the way he did. You guys share an Uncle-Niece bond, right?” Lacy said, knitting on the bed. She's knitting a beanie. She's been at it for days. Barely goes to lectures. I don't understand how she prefers lying around here in this apartment to going to lectures. I've tried convincing her a million times, but she always has the perfect excuse. This time around, she says she needs to finish the beanie before she can follow me to lectures. Makes me wonder how messy her priority list is. It also makes me wonder what happened to her during the holidays. She's never been negligent about her studies. This time, it's like she doesn't care at all. “If you ask me, Chuck did nothing wrong. You have no reason to be mad at him.” She continued her calm defense of Chuck. “I'm not mad at him. I understand perfectly why he defended me. I just feel like he made everything worse.” I replied, sitting up on the bed, hugging a throw pillow, and feeli
CRISTIAN The workload on my table was nothing compared to the workload I had waiting for me at home. But honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way. I'd rather be a workaholic than be a depressed fucker. I'd rather be buried in these files than have my eyes fixed in the sky, feeling sorry for myself. I'd choose this over that wretched feeling of despair.The door opened, and I glanced in that direction. Gina. It had to be her or the guys. They're the only ones who come into my office unannounced. But then the guys and I haven't been talking much lately. I turn down their invitations to hang out. I make excuses when they ask to visit. It's nothing personal. I really don't feel like socializing. I don't have the energy for it. “Hi, darling.” Gina greeted me in her usual bobbly way, coming towards me. My eyes stayed on the laptop screen. She wrapped a hand around my neck and bent to kiss me on my lips. I did a slight turn of my head and the kiss landed on my cheek. I felt the sudde
AALIYAH It was morning, and the street was already busy with people going about their day. I was watching from the window. The hotel was a five-story building, and this was the third floor. You could literally see beyond the premises of the hotel. It's exquisitely beautiful too. The suite Chuck was staying in was perfect. But sadly, I couldn't really sleep last night.Chuck stayed out all night. I was alone in his suite. The sheets smelled like him. His cologne lingered everywhere. It tortured me all night. And also the thought of going after my boyfriend scared me the most. Knowing Chuck as much as I did, it wasn't something far from his personality. He'd do anything for the people he loves. His protective side is one reason my Daddy loves him a lot. So yeah, I was worried all night. I know my boyfriend was wrong. But I don't want him having another fight with Chuck. And I don't want him to tell my Daddy either. It won't end well if he does. Just then the door opened, and footst
Lacy“Why don't you come with me? It'll be fun.” Aaliyah said from the bathroom where she was brushing her teeth and getting ready for her little vacation. I shrugged with a smile, helping her fold her clothes into her suitcase. She's going home for the holidays. She didn't get to go last year bec
LACY “Oh, my baby. You look so big now!” The older lady hugging Aaliyah wouldn't stop gushing. We just arrived at her Father's house and my God, I was still in shock. This place was like a villa or something. A lot of gigantic buildings and servants. The trees gave off country vibes, but the foun
CRISTIAN The knock on the door snapped me out of my funk. I glanced back as the door opened. It was my secretary. “Sorry to disturb you, Sir, but Mr. Joe just arrived.”“Send him in.”She bowed and left. Seconds later, Joe, my best friend stepped inside.“Hey man,” I greeted with all my gloomines
LACY“Get out of here right now before I call security and have them throw you out!” I yelled angrily, pointing at the door. He didn't budge. His tongue was rolling inside his mouth, caressing the cheek where I'd hit him. His jaw was twitching and that got me very scared. I don't have a phone so







