"Happy birthday to you.""Happy birthday to you Eric." "Happy birthday to you." I suppose if I tear up right now, it would only make sense. I'm so detached from my emotions but I never had this. I've never had this people actually give a damn about me. Like I actually matter, I actually have some sort of family. I looked down, feeling really overwhelmed, was I lucky? or Leona was the lucky one? No I was definitely getting more from being with Leona.. she was just getting stress and worry from just being with me. More like heartbreak in the process. Moments like these when I look at her from a distance when she is smiling and totally distracted from the fact that I'm watching her.. I realize how lucky I am. I don't deserve this. I do kind of deserve this but she is just too good for me. It was just after sunset and most of the people had left and now it was just Luka, Leona's parents, Laura and Sam. "Make a wish.." Leona's mom broke me away from my thoughts. "Am I not too old for t
"Where are we going, it's almost four pm.." I curiously asked her but she only gave me a small smile. We had literally spent the whole day in bed, showered then went downstairs for breakfast then came back up and just lazed around watch this very hilarious Netflix show called 'Chewing Gum' some sort of British comedy. I wasn't one for Netflix, never had time for it well not even television to be honest but Leona made me watch all these things. This girl literally nosebleed every time she was aroused- I found that very unsettling but funny. Luca had been out with Leona's parents apparently they wanted to take him sightseeing saying Leona and I were not bad at accommodating visitors because when we were together, we literally forgot everyone else around us. It was true, we were always so occupied with each other even if it wasn't sexual. "Eric please just go put on some pants..!" She tried sounding serious but she ended up laughing because I couldn't keep a serious face either. "A sh
"Alright, cheesy; I know." Sam said as the guys gave him a questioning look. "Now it's story time.." "What kind of stories?" Tristan who was, as of now Mallory's boyfriend, asked. Sam had the bachelors party all planned, it was chilled, royal suite hotel, the guys, alcohol, poker and other surprises that he had in store for the night. No one knew what the girls were doing and they weren't plan on crushing their Bachelorette party.Luka had even joined the guys."How I met her stories!!" Sam said in a gnarly dude voice. "I warned you that it was going to be a bit cheesy."The guys groaned. "That's not fair.. who am I suppose to talk about because I'm single?" Nick asked, Eric didn't care about him as much as he did before. He was only jealous and insecure because he had not yet secured his place in Leo's life but as of now. He was her fiancé and the father of the baby that she was carrying. "We will just skip you." Sam replied. Nick shrugged as if agreeing as he took a swig of his b
Prison isn't easy, it isn't pleasant by any stretch of the imagination, and it isn't a 'holiday camp' as we so often hear – but it does offer stability and structure. Each day at 7:45am the gates are unlocked. Everyone gets ready for their daily activities which start at 8:30am. This was was a very special day for Debby, she would be going home. She didn't have a home but Eric was her home. He had called her informing her that he had just landed a day ago and was staying at a hotel. What he didn't tell her was he had brought a guest. Debby had not slept at all, she was excited. The butterflies in her stomach just wouldn't let her sleep. She imagined how amazing it would feel to be in Eric's arms. Had he changed? Did he still hold his wholesome looks? Did he get any new tattoos? They always got tattoos together, it was spontaneous, it was their thing. Those leaving prison that morning will be unlocked earlier at 7:30am. That could be for court appearance or outside hospital visit or t
In the middle of an alleyway, she shrugged down to the concrete ground and held her knees close to her chest. She could feel her heart feeling unsteady. It hurt... whatever the feeling was it hurt. It stung. Her eyes were puffy from all the crying, her hands were shaking.. her whole body was shaking. She noticed rats running under the junk where she sat close proximity with. Eric walked over to where she was sat, he sat next to her; quietly. "I have literally given my life for you." She hiccuped, he sighed. "I still want you around, in my life. Nothing has to change, Debby. I love you—" "Just not in that way right?" She let out a sardonic laugh. "I really thought this was the happiest day of my life but..." "I'm sorry!" "You keep saying that but you're just hurting me even more. There are so many things I shielded you from. So many things! I took the fall for you. I had the main tape destroyed just so my brother wouldn't have an incriminating evidence against you. I just—" Debby
"Leo, let's go." Eric said fuming. "What? Go talk to her.." Leona gestured at Debby who was sitting in her corner balling her eyes. It was such a pity scene. "We're leaving." He pulled her but she stood her ground. "You're being very insensitive, I won't allow you to treat her like that." Eric immediately rolled his eyes. He was so annoyed and he had, had it up to his neck with Deborah McFadden. "She is lying." He hissed clenching his teeth from anger. "She is such a manipulative bitch and I don't need this type of negativity in my life or around our child." "Eric—" Leona was immediately cut off. "Trust me, okay? She is lying!" That's when Debby came back with tears flooding, she immediately gave Eric a hot scorching clap on the right cheek. This had him fuming, he was never one to manhandle women but she was surely pushing it."Y-you r-really h-h-ave some nerve calling me a liar!!" Debby hiccuped, her eyes bloodshot red, tears went down her cheeks. Leona felt bad for her. E
"I like this one better than the rest." Debby gestured at the six apartment of the day. "Are you sure Debby? I much prefer the one with a balcony?" Leona added her suggestion. Debby chuckled. "I hated the bathroom, they reminded me of prison. I wanted something modern.." "Okay, so are you very very sure about this one." "Yes, I feel like it's something.. I would be able to pay off monthly on my own without being a bother. I don't want something too expensive then I can't end up paying the rent.." She paused. "It's also close to my work place.""That's reasonable." Leona replied. Their voices sounded like echoes in this new place. It was a bachelor flat, with a very reasonable pricing and a decent neighborhood. "I really like this one!" Eric entered the room. "Mainly the kitchen, although you can't cook to save your own life.." "Piss off Eric, I'm better than you." "Boiling water for hot chocolate doesn't make you a chef." Eric said sarcastically. "Alright kids!" Leona interven
Dear Ricardo Delgado, my pride and joy. "You will always be my Ricardo none of that English, Eric Michelson, accept your first name; last name and heritage because it will never go away. You're Spaniard, a true born and breed Spaniard. That's who you're and who your children will be. You will not touch this money until you take back your rightful names. I presume you have hit rock bottom, I always knew your anger would not last—"—Eric immediately kicked the edge of the brown leather couch in front of him. It hurt like a bitch. "Ouch.." He muttered. "I probably should not have done that. Damn you Marino!" He let out a sardonic laugh. It was full of so much hate and hurt. He was really letting a dead person get to him. He had not even read through the letter and Marino was already ticking him off. He just knew all the right buttons to press. That nincompoop, a nickname that Debby and Eric used to call him when they were kids. He decided then and there that he could not read this two