"What did you two talk about?" I asked watching her undress infront of me as she got ready for bed.It took a lot of self restraint not to stare like I had in the last couple of days. What had happened today was just remarkable. Surprisingly it felt good talking to her about my dad, like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders."That's between your sister and me", she replied discarding her bra in the laundry basket.And that's the thing that bothered me. It was Drizella we were talking about and she wasn't Elle's biggest fan. What if she said something bad to her? Or made Elle hate me?"Relax, Nick",she sluggishly walked towards the bed pulling the covers away so she could hop in."She was nice to me, if that's what you are wondering""Drizzy? Nice? What did you say to her?""I don't know, I guess she felt nice that you finally talked about your dad and she somehow I thought that I'm the reason behind it""Well she wasn't wrong. I couldn't have talked to them without your help
I woke up next to an empty bed, it was a bit disappointing not to find Nick's sleepy face next to me. Ofcourse I understood that something must have come up at work for him to leave so early without telling me.Regardless I couldn't help but feel this empty void in my heart when I didn't find him. The thought of calling him crossed my mind until I remembered he wasn't just my boyfriend but the CEO of Rogers Co. And to be honest, the latter mattered most than me."You are awake, sleepy head",Chica said pulling up a plate and laying two pieces of toast on it."I slept in, huh? What time is it?" I asked.I didn't just sleep in, I wanted to sleep all day just to avoid meeting up with Drizella. I wasn't scared of, I was a little nervous. I mean what would we talk about much less in a mall?I was bad at shopping, I had a poor choice on fashion let alone my own clothes so going shopping was the worst idea I could agree to."It's around nine. Sir left around six in the morning",Fey's voice ca
I grabbed one of the guards' collars my anger flaring and my heart in chaos."He wasn't moving, Sir. He wasn't breathing! He pulled out a fast one on us, knocked down Luis and tried to attack me-and I-I"His hesitation made my heart pound even harder as I looked around the warehouse, dry blood on the floor from where Micheal Gibbins was tied up."You what? God damn it! You what?""I shot him"And my jaw dropped. He fucking shot Michael Gibbins? I clearly instructed them to watch him, to beat him up but not to the point of death. I wanted him to suffer and rot in this hell hole. To feel what Elle felt when he hit her.Luis and Carlos explained everything. Telling me the bastard had pulled the old 'i'm dead' trick to make them get his chains off. 'The bastard is still alive then if he managed to escape'I thought, running my fingers in my hair. What if he decided to go to Elle? The bastard knew everything, he knew I was the one behind this. What if he told Elle everything?I had looked
♪♪ Guess you were right to hide the way you feelWe keep pretending like it wasn't real ♪I reached for my phone buzzing against the nightstand throughout the silent room. I felt a migraine coming in, the minute I tried to wiggle my body out of the warm covers. My eyes fluttered open trying to spell out the name on my bright phone screen."Mrs Chang?" I mumbled sleepily.I swiped the screen to the green call button , pressing the phone to my right ear."Eleanor Gibbins?",a rather younger voice of a man asked from the other end of the line and I creased my brows in surprise "Yes. This is she. Why do you have Mrs Chang's phone?" I asked dumbfounded seating up and resting my back on the headboard.Flashes of what happened yesterday hit my head as fast as I could say one. I shouldn't have given in to Drizella's whims and joined her in drinking.God! How my head hurt!"Am her grandson and she has been trying to reach you since yesterday. Am sorry to be the bearer of bad news but somethin
"You alright there buddy?" The bartender asked and I grinned sheepishly.I raised my left brow, scoffing at him as I took another gulp of the scotch. Two glasses weren't enough, I needed more. I needed something strong to make me forget the horrid feeling I had inside.I took one glance at her before I left the hospital and the image was still engraved in my mind. How red the tip of her nose was, how seconds after seconds her eyes filled with tears, how wet tears replaced the already dried tears on her cheek and how devastated she was at the thought of losing her uncle.I should have stayed, hugged her even, kissed her forehead and told her everything was going to be alright..But how was everything going to be alright when I am the one to blame and at the same time I wanted the man dead. Out of her life! He didn't deserve her tears! Eleanor shouldn't be worried about him! I shouted banging the glass on the hard counter so hard that it shattered and hurt my hand.I stared at it, the
"You should go home, take a goodnight rest and we'll stay. We'll take turns in looking after him",Mrs Jenna had insisted empathetically.The doctor had informed us that they got the bullet out before any more vital organs could be damaged. Uncle Mike was going to live and I had vowed not to leave him until he woke up from his coma so when Mrs Jenna told me to go home, I couldn't."I'll stay", I had said quietly."You've not seen yourself in the mirror, have you? Eleanor you look terrible so terrible that your uncle would relapse into a coma again if he woke up and saw you", Drizella had chimed in comically.I said my goodbyes to Uncle Mike hugging him and promising him I would be back come the next day even though he couldn't hear me. The doctor said Uncle Mike had fought to stay alive all that was left for him, was to regain consciousness. I didn't lose hope. He was going to come to, in the next few days. I felt it.I knew it.And with high hopes, Martin had drove me, Chica and Fey h
I stayed in his room, my arms clutching the blue sheets as if by doing so, he would suddenly show up.He was gone. He left me. He left me before I could tell him sorry for everything. Sorry for being a bad niece, for being ungrateful, for not appreciating everything he did for me.Mrs Chang and Hugh left a while ago telling me that they would help in the funeral preparations.His funeral.I couldn't even stomach the fact of burying him. Of saying goodbye to him.With a snap of a finger, I had lost the two people that mattered to me most. I had lost the one family I got and the only man I loved had betrayed me.I was back to being the old Eleanor. Just another person living in this forsaken Earth because I had to. Just another person that didn't matter to anyone and no one would care if she existed or not.I was hurt deeply. The type of pain that cripples you and you can barely move. My sobs emanated in the whole room. The machines were no longer beeping, the room had this sickening s
I went back to my room right after Eleanor had left the house sobbing. I practically ran up the stairs finding Isadora still sleeping in my room.I was infuriated! Why would she continue sleeping after Eleanor found us both naked in my room?"Get out", I huffed angrily.She wiggled her body in bed groaning,"Oh come on, Klaus. I thought I would stay for breakfast? Maybe join you in the shower?"My fingers traced the thin lines already forming on my forehead."Are you kidding me right now? Eleanor just saw us. Eleanor thinks that we slept together. I told you there is nothing that will ever exist between us and you want to join me in the shower?Have you lost your mind, huh! I don't love you, Isadora. Do I have to spell it out?I don't love you! And before I do something I might regret, I need you to leave!" I huffed, my chest heaving up and down in anger. I didn't mean to be insensitive but I had to. Isadora wouldn't listen to reason. I loved Eleanor, nothing would change that not e