~AOIFE~ Seriously, Matt’s soup sucks. I still remember the last time he gave me. It made me sick as I was throwing up all night. But I was pregnant at that time. “Fuck,” a thought crossed my mind. No, no, no, last time I was pregnant, and this time? I was lost in my thoughts while looking at the ceiling. My eyes shifted to the time as it was 11 AM. “Shit,” I was alone in the room, sleeping like a log. Where are the others? I did my morning business, as I was feeling tired. It could be because we were awake for the entire night. “Ahh..,” I came out, rubbing my head. “Good morning, girl,” Neeral smiling. “Where are the kids?” I plumped myself on the couch. “They are outside playing with their fathers. What happen to you?” Neeral extended coffee. “I don’t know. Your husband’s soup sucks. Whenever I had it, it made me sick.” I rested my head against the couch. She chuckled. “It made you sick? When was the last time you had it?” “Ahhh... Neeral, when I used to come to his
Aoife is two months pregnant and getting ready for her marriage. The environment was filled with love and happiness. “Aoife, look at your veil.” Neeral fixed her perfect bun. She finally looked at herself in the mirror as tears filled in her eyes. “It feels like I am dreaming,” she whispered. “No, you are not. That is what you always wanted,” a known voice came from the corner of the room. She saw the reflection in the mirror. “Gabriel,” Aoife smiled with teary eyes. Gabriel and Angel came walking towards her. “Congratulations,” Angel hugged Aoife. “Thank you,” Aoife replied. Gabriel cupped Aoife’s face and pecked a kiss on her head. “I am wondering what’s going to happen now,” he raised a brow. “What do you mean?” Aoife crossed her arm in her laced white bridal gown. “You are pregnant,” he shrugged his shoulder. She furrowed her brow. “That means he should be prepared to get his ass kicked by you,” he chuckled. Aoife and others laughed. “No, I did this before, and I k
Kill meLie meCurse meDo it one more againHold me. (Darkroom)The sound of the woofer coming from the Aventador was enough to tell others not to go near his territory, The engine pulsated the monoxide in the air, and the car shook with the action inhabitant inside. Those tinted Black glasses encapsulated the adventure, keeping others unaware, and the sound of moans became the whispers of cries; nobody intruded to look after.Why would anyone go into the lion’s cave? After all, he was enjoying his morning feast; he was the uncrowned king of this college.A bully, Once that tinted Black glass slides. The steam of warmth evaporated outside, and the satisfied eyes scanned the rear mirror- he sneered, hearing the exhausted breath of his partner in crime.The girl called his name in a suppressed voice.“X...X...., Xander,”His twirled lips changed, and an eyebrow arched. “It’s sir, not Xander.” The devilish smile said it all.She gasped as he clutched her jaw with a single grip.“Can
‘Ragging time’As the new batch entered the college, it was time for seniors to dictate to juniors with rules and commandments. But before they marched towards this new herd of freshman batch, the dean came to greet them.“Good morning, everyone,” he took them on the college tour and finally showed them their class.“So here is your class, and beware of your seniors. They might come. But you need not worry. Our college has strong policies against bullies.” These were his words when he left the class.All the students looked at each other and introduced themselves. The first day seemed pretty refreshing, and the Professors were amiable.With the surety of getting protection from the bullies, some students were relaxed, but some were afraid as they knew the reality of what their DEAN said was a piece of fake news.They knew their DEANS, as well as the Chancellor, scared of Xander Baston.It’s better to surrender and best not to answer him back. Otherwise, he will make your life hell for
With first-day wishes, the Dean dismissed the class with an ear-to-ear smile. It was a beautiful day except for an unexpected encounter with the rude seniors. The classmates were cool. The atmosphere looked suitable, but they didn’t know what awaited them at the next moment. As the Dean went out of the class, the seniors entered with a grimace on their faces. “Sit down, all of you,” Victor announced in a firm voice.“Good afternoon, everyone.”“I hope you all had a wonderful day, but now it’s time for the real college.”Everyone looked at each other with confused faces.“Let’s introduce yourself. Who wants to go first?” another senior said.They did what they instructed to them. One after another, they introduced themselves, giving seniors time to make fun of them. When the introduction ended, the seniors announced the rules. And the condition might develop if they don’t follow it.The whispers of consequences filled the room, and Xander entered the classroom. Everyone cocked towards
The following day, Aoife found herself in front of the Dean’s office. Confused, she looked around before knocking on the door. The humiliation gifted by the seniors flashed in her mind. It was not only what they did in the class, but what level they stoop to mistreat her. Being a girl who lived independently, she couldn’t accept this in justice anymore. She decided she would see no one else suffer for the same reason: “Am I doing right or wrong?” She quietly whispered in her mind.At last, she gathered the courage to knock on the door.“Come in,” the voice came from the other side of the door.She entered and greeted the Dean with a smile.“Good morning, sir,” “Good morning. What brings you here? Miss....,” The Dean answered.“Aoife Marshall,” she added.“Sir, as you mentioned, your college has a strict policy against bullies,” her confident voice changed Dean’s expression.“Yes,”She took a step closer to his brown table.“I am here to complain against Xander, Victor, and Zareena,”
~Xander~I was alone in my classroom, watching stupid posts while scrolling my phone screen. The day seemed fine, as all my mates were out and I was waiting for Matt. I heard a knock and didn’t bother to look at it. I mean, who will knock before entering the class?Once again, my annoying ears heard the same sound, and this time I jerked my neck to rebuke the person. Out of my expectation, I saw her. It was none other than the new birdie looking at me. I stuffed the phone in my front pocket and walked toward her. With a blush, she lowered her peer.“What are you doing here?” I said, while scanning her beauty. She tucked her strands, and my eyes caught her tattoo again.“Can I see you?” She answered.What is she doing here? Didn’t she know others would insult her more than ever for entering the senior’s classroom? And why was she talking to me like that?Her cheeks turned red, and the composed breathing hooked my attention. Her voice was seductive, and I couldn’t say no even if I wante
~Aoife~ The morning was cold and foggy, just like my life going on these few days. I used to love this weather when mom made hot cocoa for me, and we watched movies together. And now she is gone; this weather makes me feel alone. I was awake, looking at her picture close to my bed. “Good morning, Mum,” I remembered she loved to kiss my forehead and never forget to mention, welcome the new day with fresh energy, but I didn’t want to get out of bed. Why would I? No motivation was left to make me stand out of my bed, nor was I eager to start my day. When I came here, I was ready to win the world. But in the last few days, everything changed. And all I wanted was to hide where these people couldn’t torture me anymore. I just wanted these days to be over. But what about the promises I made to my mother? I promised her to conquer everything, every fear in my life. I glanced at my tattoo, Love Never Fails. She used to call me the love of her life. She reminds me of her presence with