"Tell her, you're on your way, anything, just stall for ten more minutes," Jill instructed me to type a message to Ann's inbox. we were actually a block away from the town's public library. My doppelganger, Jill, said that their team was heading to Ann's place, and their footage showed that a car had left the premises."They need to search the place for Brice, we need her out of the house to make sure we find him. If he's not there, we need to find clues at her house to find Brice." Jill was the only one with me in the car, Grady got called out for an emergency at the office. Something about an important client who needs his expertise."Right." I bit my lip and started typing my lies then hit send. My heart was pounding so fast that my hand was shaking when I let go of my phone. Jill put her hand on mine and told me that everything is going to be okay. "You're with the best, Ella, we will find him.""I know you will, you have too. Oh, my god...it's all my fault, I know Ann. I should'v
"Ann, whatever you're planning, please don't do it." I kept on telling her though she kept on ignoring me.Damn it, what is taking them so long?Why haven't they caught up to us?I don't know how long, but it felt like hours until I saw a familiar black SUV from the rearview mirror. My heart was beating faster while I try to peel my eyes away from the other side of the road. I didn't want Ann to see that we're being followed and they're catching up to us.Finally!"Hey! what are you looking at?""Huh?" I turned to face her, putting my stupid face on, trying not to draw attention to the car meters away from us."I was telling you about how Brice likes my homemade cookies. Did you know he like chocolate chip cookies?" She proudly said and I just shook my head trying to let her get to the point, though I know there's none, knowing she's crazy already."I was going to bring you to him, kill you in front of him. I was going to prove to him that I'm better than you." Ann shrugged at me whil
Two hours earlier...Percy's POV"Okay, we're going in. Jill, be on the lookout from your side."I have two men by my sides, guns on hands, one of the men brought his medical kit on his back just in case. I didn't like it when Jill told me that Grady was gone for some emergency situation I don't even know about. My gut was telling me that he should be with our baby sister, Ella."Yes, sir. Ella is stalling, confirmed, we're going in as planned."Her reply took me back to the current situation, we have been watching the house for almost an hour and waited for her to exit the premises. The house was empty aside from the infrared signature of one person we assumed was Brice, since he was not moving most likely subdued before she got out of the house.His retrieval was easy, the house was bare. There were no triggering switches that'll make the place explode if we accidentally trip them. Ann was no hitman after all, just one sick psycho stalker. But Brice was barely lucid, he was heavily
I slipped into his room after a quick shower, a change of clothes, and a cup of hot tea."Brice...oh my god. I can't believe you're here. You were gone, missing for days." I hugged, then I thought about any injuries that he might have then loosened my arms but he pulled me tighter in his embrace."Ella, baby, I'm so sorry to have made you worry about me." He cupped my face and kissed me, his glasses were on the side table, his eyes were glassy and my heartache thinking of the suffering that he had gone through."Not your fault, she got to you, but you're here now, that's all that matters," I whispered in his ear, assured him as he rest his head to the crook of my neck. It felt as if he was letting go of his burden, he leaned in and I held him close. I kept him close, engulfing him with my love. I was truly hoping we could put it all behind us and pull through from the horror we've been in. Days of worrying if he's dead or alive had drained my emotion and all I want is to be in his arm
Six months later"We owe this to your family Ella, I know we decided to elope over the weekend. But now everyone is pissed at us, and my phone hasn't stopped buzzing. I'm just going to let the battery die, Clara and my PR team has gone crazy as if I needed their permission to get married." My honey bun bun looked agitated, and I smiled though I felt sorry for him. He looked adorably cute when he's upset, call me selfless but I feel like I need to climb him and join the mile-low club once we landed, if there's such a club. If not, well...I can always make one."Baby, I know that look," he shook his head looking at my horny expression. Seriously, I hope he realized what he's in for the long run and does not regret tying the knot with me. Though it's a done deal now, I smirked and weave his fingers with mine."We'll do it your way, if you feel the need to suck up to my parents and brothers then it's up to you. As long as I get to have you for the rest of my life." I bit my lip, looking a
"I wish I'm a ghost." I slumped on the sofa while sipping my cold beer."Okay... I can be your genie, you got two more. Hit me with your best."I throw a pillow at her which she catches expertly. "Anyway, why would you want to wish that?" Gemma, my loyal cousin asked as she patiently stays by my side and listens to my crazy talk. "Why? so I can latch onto my honey bun bun, obviously!""You are one deranged woman." She laughed and continue mixing her vodka orange with a tint of lemon before she drinks it slowly. "Tell me you don't think he's hot!""I don't think he's hot." She said repeating the words within seconds, making me rolled my eyes at her. "Fuck you, Gemma. You're just jealous!""You're not even drunk Ella, and you're delusional already! your mom and dad will drag you back home if you kept on harassing the guy.""Oh! I missed mom and dad.""You missed her cooking." She teased knowing my belly is too weak for mom's homemade fried chicken."Erm, yeah mom's cooking for sure,
I should really stop reading his books and listened to Brenton. It was Wednesday when I was scheduled to meet the famous painter and do something with my life. And that mid-morning I decided that I was going to do just that. "Hey, woah... you're all dressed up. Are you stalking him again? damn, you even smell nice. Did you shower?" "Fuck you, Gemma."She giggled while putting toast on my plate and asked where I was going, again."I'm meeting Brenton, he's setting me up with his friend. She owns a gallery downtown.""Mm, that's good Ella. You should definitely meet her, I think your paintings are great. Look, Ella...you know I love you right? but it's time to start rebuilding your life."Her last words hit me on the right spot. The guilt I feel for Gwen still hangs, Gemma knows that every time I try to start my sketches I kept on seeing her face. I didn't even get to say goodbye to Gwen. The last words I said was me telling her to take it easy and everything was going to be okay.
It was almost a week since I saw Brenton. I was looking at my room, I got four unfinished sketches. All of them didn't feel right. I cried in frustration when trying to sketch the first canvas. Gemma was calming me down, but by the fourth failed attempt she was telling me to suck it up and leave me to type diligently back in her room before she ends her day.Then I was desperate when the week ended and Brenton called to check up on me."Why didn't you go back to your parents? I thought we agreed on that matter?""Well yeah, but the thing is... ehm, I have a thing...""Ella...""What? it's his book signing and I've jotted the event on my calendar since months ago." I whined and pouted while knowing that he wouldn't see me from the other line. "Tell me one thing, does he even notice you?""Well, with the long line of crowd it'll be tough, but..." "Ella, go to your parents. If you won't do this for me, do it for Gwen."The mentioning of her name made me, slumped back to my seat and I