AubreyI was busy organizing the last few details for the party. The guests would be arriving soon, and I needed everything to be prepared before then. A couple minutes later the doorbell rang indicating the delivery man with the cake had arrived. I thanked him while he along with four other men delivered the cake to the center table in the room. The cake was huge and consisted of many flavors ranging from vanilla, chocolate, lemon, and red velvet.I managed to take a quick shower before the party. I wore a black sequin dress that showed a little cleavage. I matched it with my pearl necklace and earrings my father bought on business trip to Europe. I curled my hair and left it down. Finally, I did my makeup and wore my black suede pumps. I looked myself over in the mirror and was satisfied with the way I looked.I hurried downstairs in time to start welcoming my guests. Haden's parents were the first two people to arrive right on time."Hello dear," his mom greeted."Hi Mr. and Mrs.
HadenMy heart held so much sadness for Ivory. I was hurt because I saw the look in my dad's eyes. He looked at her with disgust and disbelief, like she was worth nothing.Two weeks had passed since the party and everything had settled. But there was this feeling that hung over the air. The feeling that Aubrey is the most hurt out of us all. She hadn't left the confines of her room since that party. She ordered our new maid, Lucia, to deliver food to her upstairs everyday. Lucia was a 45 year old woman with kind brown eyes, black hair with grey streaks. She had a plump figure, which she carried with confidence and a comforting presence.Currently sitting in the kitchen I slowly ate my breakfast, my mind often wandering back to Aubrey. Is she okay? After what happened between her and her brother, she seemed to be in a daze.After eating I strode upstairs and knocked on the door. I couldn't care less about Aubrey but the least I could do is check on her."Aubrey, open up!" I called onl
BlakeHow could this have happened?This can't be true. Aubrey couldn't want to end her life this badly. This is all my fault.It's been two weeks after the accident and Aubrey still didn't wake up.I held the contents of the letter in my hand. I kept reading it over and over. Every time it made my heart hurt even more. Dear Blake, I know that you hate me and I know that you will never accept me but I could never hate you in fact I love you. You are my brother and I look at you as my idol. I always wanted to play with you when we were younger. I always wanted to hang out with you because I always thought that you were so cool. I thought you'd be the brother to defend me from bullies and always save me. But I was wrong you were the bully. Yet I still couldn't hate you. I wanted to keep trying. I wanted to keep trying to save whatever we have. I wanted you to look at me as your sister. Treat me that way you treat Emmy. Now I see that's impossible and you're righ
Aubrey It's been a month since I returned home. Haden's parents were hesitant at first to let me stay with him at the house but they eventually gave in. Haden insisted that him and I share his room because he didn't want an incident like that to happen again. I had gained weight and the colour returned to my face. I was looking noticeably better.It was awkward at first but we eventually managed to work it out. Haden slept on the window bed whilst I slept on his bed.Vincent visited me atleast 5 times a week or whenever Haden couldn't be there for me. I enjoyed his company and our bond grew stronger. He was a really fun person to be with.But there is that thing that looms over me. A feeling that I can't shake. The fact that everyone is being nice to me because I almost ended my life is just a complete turnoff. They weren't treating me this way before. How long will it last?I was currently sitting in the study reading a romance novel. If only reality worked like this things would b
HadenI've been seeing Ivory everyday after work for the last few weeks. I couldn't bring myself to tell Aubrey because I knew it might trigger her again.I called and told her that I had a lot of work to do later and I wouldn't be able to make it home when I was actually wrapped up in Ivory's arms. She gently stroked my hair and I melted under her touch."What are you thinking about?" She inquired."You.""I wish it could always be like this. You being here for the baby and I," she sighed."Soon darling, soon. I promise things will work out in the end," I pecked her lips."Haden, when the baby comes. I'll need you here a lot more." "I know. Don't worry I'll be here." "But what about Aubrey?""Vincent will watch her for me. He wouldn't mind doing me a favor.""But shouldn't you be doing that? What if she tries to harm herself again?" "I doubt she will. I'm sure she will be fine." "Tomorrow we find out the sex of the baby," she informed me."That's great! We should start thinking o
Aubrey I woke up early, slipped out of the house and went for a jog around the neighborhood. The thought of that guy watching me, made me scared but I managed to jog for 30 minutes and returned home.Walking inside I was greeted by Haden."Where the hell were you? I called your phone and got no response," Haden questioned."Sorry I went for a jog.""You can't just leave without an explanation Aubrey." "And why not? You do it all the time," I snapped and pushed pass him. I went into my room and slammed the door.I took a long, cold shower and changed into a floral print dress that reached mid-thighs with a belt at the waist. I paired it with black strapped sandals that reached slightly below mid thighs. I did my make-up and applied a light shade of pink lipstick. After that I curled my hair and let it fall down my back. Satisfied with my look I grabbed my phone and went downstairs.Haden was in the kitchen when I entered. He was eating breakfast while he busily tapped away on his pho
HadenI woke up with a pounding headache. That's what I get for drinking all night. Sighing, I rolled off my bed and raked my hand through my hair. I was feeling awful but I got up anyway and made my way outside. "Lucia," I called from on top of the stairs. A few seconds later she came up the stairs, a worried look consuming her features. "Yes sir." "Can you please fetch me a glass of water and some tablets?" I winced as a wave of pain consumed me. "Yes sir. Shall I wake Mrs. Vanderbilt?" She questioned. At the mention of Aubrey the memories of last night came flooding back. I almost did that to her. I felt sick with myself. They say that alcohol brings out our deepest thoughts. Who we really are. I wanted Aubrey last night and I was jealous of her friendship with Vincent. I felt something for her and I can't deny it. The way she looked in that dress. The way her hair was ruffled made her look incredibly sexy. I couldn't resist her. But now, I wasn't ready to face her. I have to a
HadenIt's been two weeks since Aubrey was missing. We managed to find her phone and turned it in to the police but that didn't make me feel any better. I've been spending time with Ivory to fill the void that Aubrey left but it's like I can't be around her. Every time I am around her I feel guilty. I feel sick to my stomach."Haden, I asked if you think we should paint the room baby blue or dark blue," Ivory yelled with an annoyed expression."Oh sorry. Anything is fine," I muttered as I looked out the window. We were currently at my house fixing a room for the baby but I was so out of it. The news that I was having a baby boy didn't make me as excited as I thought it would. I just felt empty."Haden. This is your son. Our son. You are acting like you don't care!" She screamed."I'm sorry but if you haven't noticed, my wife is missing," I barked and a look of surprise covered her features."So this is about Aubrey," She spat."Of course it's about Aubrey. I miss her damn it. I have n