"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
I couldn't trust anyone. No one was telling me the truth. No one could be trusted. Everyone was my enemy.Nothing made sense. I was on the verge of losing my mind.Jenna Rogers hated me. I could tell from every single word she uttered to me. Niklaus. God-Niklaus lied to me? I was Gregory Montgomery's daughter? Everything was too much to process. I couldn't deal with everything all at once. Once again, I was at square one. Alone.I rushed out of the hospital, going to the one place I could think of. Having no money on me, I practically walked all the way there and that was the longest walk I ever had.I was hungry and weak but most of all, I was hurt. I clutch my chest walking down the busy road trying so hard to ignore how people stared at me.I get it, it was disturbing to see a woman crying with PJs on in the middle of a busy street.Each step was agonizing, I couldn't take it. I couldn't bare it. I couldn't bare everything, the lies and everything that had happened to me in one da
I lay low at John's place for about three days. I knew I had to sooner or later confront the inevitable that I was possibly Greg's daughter and most definitely Isadora's sister much to my dismay.John was at work like he always was and today was the D-Day. I held onto my mug of coffee watching the sun rise through the enormous glass wall view of John's apartment.Today was Gregory's regular checkups and with the help of John, we were finally going to have Gregory's samples for the DNA test.According to the plan, John would come up with some doctor shit asking Gregory to take some swabs of his saliva to run tests on his heart condition and later during the day, he would take my samples and my supposed father's to a DNA testing clinic within the hospital he worked.If I was his daughter, I would confront him tell him the truth about the Rogers; what they did to me to them because I had a gut feeling Jenna Rogers was involved in everything.I wouldn't demand anything from him but in my
'We are live just outside the multi million mansion of business tycoon Gregory Montgomery having received word about the appearance of his long lost daughter.We are still working all the details as the family comes to term with everything going on. We have however received an assurance that the family will make an announcement later this afternoon so don't go anywhere'I watched the chatty female reporter from the TV in my living room. The news hit me like lightning from a clear blue sky, they knew. Everyone knew.And she knew.I spent days looking for her only she already found her way home. My guts instantly told me that my mother told her everything and it scared the shit out of me because God knows how much my mother had really told her.I felt like shit. Inside an empty house, all alone, drinking cheap beer. I was a mess. I instructed Martin and the rest of my staff to take a month off.Maybe I was trying to be gallant by sending them off. I didn't want them to see me in this st
"You bastard!""My daughter! You hid my own daughter from me!" I stretched my legs on the bed, waking up and scanning the room for anything peculiar. I could have sworn I heard Gregory shouting and the thought about who he was shouting at scared me.I slowly got out of bed pulling the floral pillows from Marrakech to the side. The room I was staying at was nothing but gorgeous. The walls together with the Phillip Lloyd Powell chairs deployed tranquil tones of grey.Just opposite the chairs was a luxury walk in wardrobe filled with some of Isadora's old clothes. Not that I was staying in her room rather Marie thought since I didn't have any clothes with me, I could as well wear Isadora's old ones.Once my feet got into the fuzzy slippers, I went to the glass doors sliding them open. They led to an outside balcony that managed to capture the beauty of the vegetation of Montgomery's estate.I held my arms tighter once the harsh wind slapped my arms. I heard grunting once more and Gregor