Skyla
Ed was waiting at the airport the moment My flight landed. My whole body tense with fatigue as I pushed through the sea of people, my limbs aching, my heartbeat drumming in my ear.I anxiously scanned the parking lot, my breath hitching when I finally found him, his signature baseball cap sat snugly on his head as he waved me towards his car.I rushed to where he stood, my heart hammering in my chest as I took him all in, searching for any bodily harm, but all I saw were two curious honeyed warm orbs staring back at me.His face contorted into a small smile.I let out a shaky breath, handing him my suitcase as I followed dumbly behind, cold beaded sweat forming at the crown of my temple.“Ed? Why aren’t you saying anything?” I asked, my orbs digging into his as we strapped ourselves in. The sweet scent of sunflower and his woodsy perfume lingering in every corner of his car. <SKYLAThe chilly air bit at my skin, as I stepped out of the café. The weight of Mr Andersons words pressing down on me like an iron chain.The choices he left me with all the more confusing. Either I stayed far away from his sons, or my mom would pay the price.But the problem here was, I wasn’t in anyway done with his sons, not by a long stretch.They needed to pay for the heartaches they caused me, for the trauma they put me through. The life they made me loose out on.So I was going to make preparations for my mom to be sent to a rehab home, somewhere far from the reach of Mr Anderson.I clutched the gift box that sat snug in my arms, and my fingers trembled against it slightly. My breath came in sharp bursts. Thoughts of what could be inside terrifying.My heart pounded against my rib, the thoughts flickering through my head sickening I needed to move.I needed to think.But just as I took a step forward
SKYLAI trudged slowly towards the café, my body aching with each step. The bell above the door chimed softly, signalling my arrival. The smell of freshly baked pastries, nd roasted coffee wrapped around, temporarily easing the ache in my chest. “Welcome,” The café owner greeted warmly, the smile plastered on his face contagious. His voice carried a certain warmth that made my stomach twist with unease. I forced a small smile, my eyes darting fearfully round the small cosy café. The rustic decor, the wooden tables, and the low amber lightening reminded me too much of the bakery back home. A pang of longing surged through me, but it was quickly replaced by the cold grip of fear.“What would you like to have.” He says in a warm tone, his smile kind, but his gaze lingering too long.“She is with me.”A deep authoritative voice shattered the moment, shattering whatever hopes and bubbles I might have had. My breath hitched,The
Skyla I was currently curled up in Ed’s favourite couch, a bag of chips in hand watching a rerun of my favourite dating show. The events of these past few weeks tugging at the back of my mind, refusing to let go, I needed the perfect distraction. Something to keep me from drowning in my thoughts.But then clearly it wasn’t working.I hated sitting idle without doing anything. Writing had been my life, a chore that I couldn’t do without, but one I loved anyway. It was like my life necessity as much as passion. But now, even that one thing was no longer mine, I had just transferred the last manuscript I was working on to my former publisher. Months of hard work just flushed down the drain.“We need to talk, Sky.” Ed’s voice boomed over the commercial that was playing on the TV as he made his way towards me. Two cups of hot chocolate in hand, which has quickly become our nightly ritual, a small comfort in the midst of a
XavierI was currently cooped up in the backseat of my car, Ed's apartment, just within my line of view.The clustered boxed apartment a far cry from the luxury I left behind a few hours ago, I imagined how cramped it must be with both of them living in the square shaped condo's.My stomach knotted into dread. I had forced them into this_ forced them into a situation where they were both vulnerable.All I had ever wanted was for her to feel the same way I had felt all those years ago. And now that I had executed all my revenge plans, I felt like a piece of shit. That was why I needed to ensure Skyla signed this, I flipped through the paper again, the pastel colour, and the words written on it jumbling my mind, my whole body tingled with exhaustion as I proofread everything. Word for word, page by pageI didn’t want Skyla thinking that I wanted to control her or buy her trust over with money. All I wanted to do was to right some
XavierThe tang of iron coated my tongue, my head still pounding from the after effects of Ed’s punch. I bounded up the stairs to the kitchen, wiping my nose angrily with the back of my palms.I ignored a snickering Charlie who just stood at a corner, amusement flickering across his face as he watched me grab a pack of ice from the freezer.My heart thrumming dangerously in it’s ribcage. The events of the past hour playing vividly at the back of my mind.Ed's punch was nothing next to the vile words Skyla had thrown at me. The hate in her orbs made me clench my jaw a little bit tightly, which caused shocks of pain to shoot through my head “You and your family are monsters”The words rang in my ears, louder than the sound of blood rushing into my ear. Louder than the sound of my heart pounding frantically. I didn’t even realise when Charlie made his way towards me, amusement laced in his voice.“let me get thi
SKYLAMy conversation with Tanya played vividly like a rolled tape in my mind, my whole body tingling with exhaustion as I tried to keep my breathing steady. The events of these past few weeks weighing heavily on my slender shoulders, as I tried to make sense of what my life had become.Hot frustrated tears spilled down my face as I stared at the gift Tanya dropped over. The cover of my book that had now become hers glared at me.The pink covers mocking me, taunting. I hurled the books across the room, hitting Ed Square on the head as he made his way inA sharp hiss escaped his mouth as he bent down to pick it, his hands hovering slightly above the book.“I signed your discharge papers” he said, sidestepping the books as he made his way over to the foot of the bed.“Can’t everything just stop already?” I asked in between sobs. “Like why does this keep on happening to me every single time.”Ed tensed beside me. As he gently placed
SKYLAI felt like a broken porcelain that couldn’t be pieced together.The hushed, angry voices humming just above me made my head feel heavy. I had woken up for a while now, and my whole body felt like lead.I was scared to open my eyes, scared that I would be forced to face the harsh reality of what happened last night.The voices above sounded angry, I could make out Ed’s voice and another unfamiliar voice. But fear wouldn’t let me open my eyes, so I laid there unmoving, just trying to play it out until the nurses pronounced me dead or expired or whatever.“Tell Xavier we do not need his darned money” Ed’s angry voice drifted into my ear drums, which made me sit up almost immediately.Breaking a few more ribs. I winced in pain.My sudden action caused both Ed and the unfamiliar voice, which happened to be Charlie’s pause in shock. Two pairs of shining orbs staring deep into mine like I was senile.I cleared my throat, whic
XavierThis wasn’t meant to have happened at all, I was sure I had Charlie cancel this part of the plan.I closed my eyes slightly as the video played behind me, the hurt swirling in Skyla’s light brown orbs knocked the air out of me, drowning me in a pool of misery. I knew I hated her, but I couldn’t bear to see her hurt this much. I just wanted it to stop. Half of me wanted to reach out to her, but the other half. Well, the other half didn’t know what it wanted.“What is happening?” I asked Charlie, who had already returned with the envelope.“I am sure I asked them to fucking not go through with it” he hissed in frustration, my whole world playing like a film before me.I wanted everything to stop, but it looked like the universe had a mind of it’s own, because the video seemed to drag on forever. Several gasps and high-pitched whispers tore across the room, their tone condescending as they judged her. Mutte
SKYLAI finally settled for a blue strapless floor-length gown that had slits running up both sides, I had instructed Steph to ensure that she did a great job with my makeup.The result was unbeatable. Although I couldn’t stop the feeling of dread that curled in my stomach, I intended to make the most of tonight.But then, the moment I stepped into the ballroom with my hands safely tucked into Ed’s hands despite his pleas.I knew I had made a big mistake. The air was thick with luxury crystal chandeliers casting soft golden lights across designer gowns and tailored suits. The hum of whispers and sharp, high-pitched giggles filled the vast space. An undercurrent of something sharper tainted the celebratory air, judging.Several eyes followed me, their eyes sharp with hate, judging, their harsh whispers drifting into my ear like venomous bees.I lifted my chin, acting like I wasn’t deterred, ignoring the way my heart trumped agains