The next few weeks were hectic for Alva, from going to the gallery to seeing the artist, she had a lot to do before her opening. She was eager to do it."Uhm... We should place that painting to the side..."The paintings were already in frames and they were hanging with other workers and Helen in view, "this is looking beautiful already,""I know right, the paintings are just a good backdrop for the whole setting,""Okay and that would be a wrap," she said after the last painting was hung."Let's take a seat,"They sat down after the workers had all left and it was in Alva's office. The pieces of furniture were already set and the designs were done, "this is all looking good, so the opening is next week right?""Yeah,""I've invited all the people you told me to invite and there are a lot more on my contact list,""Oh thank you, Helen, you're such a lie-saver,"'it's you I should be thanking,""And how is your mum?""She's good. She was happy you came over the last time and the women
The next few weeks were used planning the opening of Alva's gallery and Madison was busy with the fashion week. It was hectic as usual and Madison was trying to put on her shoes as it was her turn to walk the runway.She had walked a lot of shows that night and she was tired. She had this last show to run and that was all."Okay give Madison over there a touch of her makeup," the designer they were modeling for directed a makeup artist to her and she got her look touched up."Okay then, you're ready," the man said. She stood in front of the cover to the backstage as she waited for the other model to come in and she went onstage. All eyes were on her or maybe it was the design she wore, she had the looks of everybody on her, she just wished she could smile but she couldn't.She made her turn as she got to the end of the runway and walked back."Okay finally, the group walk," the designer directed.They arranged themselves as they waited for their cue to go onstage and all the models
They were back at the house two days later and Alva was taking a bath in the shower. She had had a brief period of cooking and she thought she should take a bath. She was feeling different though she couldn't explain and she had vomited, she wasn't sure if it was what she thought.Pushing the thought back from her mind, she picked up a towel and wrapped it around her before going into the room that was theirs. Jaxon wasn't there, she wondered where he was.She cleaned off her body and when she had dried off her hair, she went to the closet to decide what to wear. Jaxon's clothes were there and so also hers but something in her decision to pick up Jaxon's shirt and she put it on.She would like to see how much he could resist her or maybe she just wanted to turn him on.She flipped back her hair and went into the sitting room.****Jaxon was finishing up a call when she walked in. He stopped talking for a moment and stared at her, "Jaxon?" Silas said on the phone, "... what's wrong, is
Alva went to Jaxon's house the next day her heart beating fast and she found them fooling around in the kitchen, "what are you guys doing?""Cooking,""Mama!" He rushed into her hands even though he was already a little past three years old and she caught him in her hands."Why are you doing that when you know you can't handle him?""Who told you that?""Look at his hands..." She pointed to his hands that were stained with sauce and he looked away guilty, "Okay, maybe I did indulge him a little,""So what are you guys cooking?" She dropped Jay on his feet and went to the counter where he was finishing up a spaghetti sauce, "spaghetti and meatballs,""Hmm, it looks so good,”"I know right,""Well, I have something to tell you when we're done eating...""Not before I show you something I've been preparing,""Oh really?""Yes, I hope you like it,""Okay, I'm curious now,"He served them the pasta and they ate before getting ready for wherever Jaxon was taking them to, "won't you tell me n
It was happening again.She had a dream that haunted her.The dream that always took her back to her past made her remember him, and she could do nothing about it in the maze that was her dream.The boy held her hand like he would never let go, like she was all there was and when the gigantic man in front of them tried to attack, she used her body to cover him, taking the brunt of the knife against her back.The scene transferred to another in her dream and she was in a car, a tumbling one at that, making her feel panic against her chest.“Alva!” a voice shouted, making her turn, and she saw her mother in the driver's seat looking scared for both of them.“Mummy!”“Alva!”She woke up.
Alva's POV.The shouts were audible from her room where Alva sat that morning and she tried to block out the sounds. She had a painting brush in her hand and a painting weasel in front of her on which she drew the portrait of a woman she knew by heart."Madison!" "What?!, why should I be the one to do it? I still have my life to live!""I know, but this is only for a year, then it would all be over.""Doesn't matter. Alva should do it. It's not like she's contributing anything to this family or doing anything for a living. All she does is draw some stupid painting and leech off us. She should do this!""Fine, but I...""I'll ask her for you,"Alva sighed as she heard them shout, she had absolutely no idea what they were talking about or why they were mentioning her name but she knew it couldn't be a good thing, not to talk of the way her sister's footsteps pounded to her room. The door banged open, startling Alva and she stared at her elder sister who stood in the doorframe, "Madison
Jaxon's POV.Jaxon looked at the picture of the woman he was to get married to that morning as he got ready for his wedding that day, and he sighed. He had on a black tuxedo and a loose tie that hung around his neck.“So, what do you think of her?” His friend Silas asked from the corner where he sat, pressing his phone.“She's okay,”He looked up, “She's okay?”“Yeah, what else do you want me to say?”“Nothing, it's just that she's too pretty to be just okay.”“Maybe you should marry her yourself then,”“I wouldn't mind,”They laughed. He had to say she was pretty, though, with her long sandy blonde hair that shaped her oval-shaped face and her bluish-green eyes that looked into the depths of your soul. She was any man's dream, not his, though.He had seen her once before when his dad and her dad had been on a business trip with the whole family, and he remembered how she had kept to herself, constantly having nightmares and waking the whole family.She was not his type.He dropped th
Alva's POV. Alva stood at the door of the wedding hall that same morning as she waited for the music to start. She had her arm hooked around her father's and a bouquet in her other hand while trying to fight away the nervousness."Alva,"She glanced at her friend who stood behind her, "hmm,""You have to stop shaking now, it's going to be alright..."She paused in her every movement, she hadn't realized that she was shaking until her friend said it and now that she knew it, she tried her best to stop shaking.She reached for her friend's hand which was beside hers despite the flowers and squeezed them, "thank you so much,"She nodded. At the sound of the music, she released the hand entwined with hers and faced the door which now opened.Immediately it did, she felt her mouth drop open at the sight of the people inside the hall. She had never seen such an amount of people in a place at the same time and she was amazed as well as afraid.Yes, she knew her dad was a very popular real