Ruby
I was never going to shoot him, but he shot Filip. After the gun sounded, I felt as if I was paralyzed and shocked. Tears were coming from my eyes, but I couldn't speak. It was as if my voice had been blocked. Ace and Filip seemed casual about it.
“Ace would have killed you for pointing a gun at him. You literally declared war on him,” Filip said. "This is him being lenient." he groaned.
“Now that’s settled. I think you need to get ready before the police arrive. Get someone to clean this mess,” Ace walked away.
I was sure I didn’t want to be in this house anymore. If what Filip said was true, that would mean he would have killed me. I tried to open my mouth so I could try to speak but nothing came. I was petrified of Ace. I don't no energy to be around here.
Matt I just knew something had happened when I tried to call Diya earlier and her phone kept ringing with no response. When she had eventually answered, I could tell something was off. I was trying to be calm and understanding, but I needed to know what was going on. I wasn’t sure what was happening and not knowing was driving me insane more. I heard footsteps and quickly placed my phone down. “Hey,” Elisa said, chirpier than normal. “Someone sounds happy,” I said, looking at her. "I know it's not me who is responsible for that cheery mood, but I like it." “Why wouldn’t I be happy? Our plans are going well. I am happy, everyone is happy,“ She shrugged, taking a seat across from me on the desk. “You are happier than usual today.” I smile
Ace My wife was going to jail, and I didn't care. I could have helped, but I let the police take her. I was fed up. People were walking all over me. I was tired of it all. The Romanos were with my son. Ruby pulled a gun at me. Then there was Diya, always challenging me at every turn. Everyone was testing my patience that was running thin. “Are you sure you want her taken?” Filip asked. “Did I stutter the last time? Do you see me moving to help her?” I replied, looking at the officer with Diya in cuffs. "I don't care what happens to her." "Diya is innocent. Why are you punishing her?" Filip stared at me. “You said you would fix this.” Ruby walked to where we were. "You were going to help her earlier."
Diya When the police came and took me, I was tired. I knew I was innocent. Screaming or shouting was going to stop them from taking me. I would waste energy trying to get my husband to rescue me. He had shown me he wanted me to suffer. I had prayed that I would be proven innocent and my prayer was answered. I got help from the person I didn’t expect, but I took the help. “Do you need anything?” my mom asked as we got into her house. “No, thanks,” I shook my head, looking around. The apartment was clean and tiny. Everything seemed in place and the picture I had in my head was not the same. When Ace was telling me about her drug use, I thought she would have the worst living condition. I had misjudged her too quickly. “Sit,” she said, fixing the couch, looking nervous. "Unless you want to stand. That's fine too." “Oh,” I pursed my lips as I went and sat down. I had nothing to say and part of it was guilt for chasing her away. I reacted harshly to her and it was something I needed t
Ace Diya and her mother were in the restroom. Filip was pacing in the small room making me more impatient as I tapped my foot. She better not be pregnant. This is the last thing I needed. I came here so Cecelia can tell me how she got to be in a position of the evidence that got Diya to be released so quickly. I didn't come here to discover the news of my wife being pregnant. This better not be her pregnant. “Stop walking around. Stand or sit. Just don’t pace?” I hissed at Filip. “What?” Filip scoffed as he continued to pace around. "I can't help it." “What’s taking them so long in there?” I said, feeling hot. She has to come out and tell me that this was all a false alarm so we can forget about all of this. I was tired of the back-and-forth argument we had earlier about this issue. I fumed, thinking about her pregnant with another’s man's child. She better have not have been stupid. I raked my hand through my hair and tried to relax, but shook my head. I didn't want to hear he w
Diya I was still a little shaken by Ace’s reaction to my pregnancy. I never planned this, but it happened. This was shocking to me too and Ace's reaction was making me feel worse. I thought I was used to his anger, but what I witnessed was entirely different. Ace could easily come back and kill me, or worse, kill my child and not me. I shuddered. “Are you okay?” my mom asked, and I nodded. “I’m okay.” I lied and gave her a shaky smile. “I think it’s best if you lie down for a while,” she said, pulling me to a room. “I'm fine. I’m just shaky but fine, mom,” I said, and she looked at me. “You - you called me mom,” she said, hugging. “Oh,” I said, pulling back. "Yeah," she nodded, looking at me, "Anyway, let me leave you to rest. Shout if you need anything." “Can I use your phone?” I asked before she could leave. “Sure,” she said, pulling me to the open room. “Why don’t you relax? It’s in the lounge. I will get it for you.” I nodded and went to sit on the bed and waited for
Matt I was surprised to get a frantic call from Diya asking for my help. She told me she was in danger and she was afraid of her husband. I did not know what happened, but she said she had something important to tell me too. I didn’t know what to expect, and I realized I had left without a second thought. My heart skipped as I thought of Elisa and Thomas accusing me of being in love with her. I wasn’t in love. She was in danger and she needed my help. Period. I wouldn't help her if she asked. I had talked to Elisa, who seemed happy when I told her I had to leave for a day or two. I lied about going to Tanzania to give Mike’s family my condolences. She seemed off, but I guess it had to do with her going after Diya. It could have been her sulking for not getting a stamp of approval for doing her own thing. I told her I was still mad about it, but she quickly apologized, which was strange. I didn’t have time to question her because Diya needed my help as of yesterday. We had lived t
Diya I woke up feeling like I had a headache. I remembered nothing, and I didn't recall where I was. I blinked, having deja vu as I sprung up from the bed and began looking around. This was not where I had been before. “Ace,” I shouted, confused. He couldn’t have done this? He couldn't have taken me? He couldn't have gotten rid of my baby? I pause, thinking back for a second. I had gone with my mother. She gave me her cell and I think I called Matt, wanting to meet. I can’t remember. I don’t remember how I got to be here. As I looked around, my stomach twisted. This couldn't be what I think it was. Ace didn't just abduct me so he can force me to kill my baby. I was being rash. “Where is my phone?” I spoke to myself, looking around. "No. No. No. This is not real." “I see you still love talking to yourself and they say I’m crazy,” Elisa spoke. "It's been a while, Diya. How have you been?" “Where is my son?” I said running to her, but I hit what looked like a transparent wall
Diya I heard footsteps again. I did not know how long I had been in this position. I looked up and saw Elisa and she looked happy, smiling. She walked closer to the glass and folded her hands. She never spoke, but I could sense her. The way she watched me, smugly. She didn't have to rub it in my face with words, and she knew it. What she had done had broken me. “What do you want?” I asked. “I want you to look at me,” she said. I looked down, ignoring her request. “LOOK AT ME,” she shouted, and I tensed. “Haven’t you done enough?” I said, “Leave me alone,” I went back to leaning on the glass still sitting. “Hey,” she shouted and kicked the glass. “We are not friends, Elisa. I don't have to listen to what you have to say.” I got up and walked to the bed. I had no energy. My body was getting weak. “You will,” she screamed as she grabbed my hair and I screamed too. I did not know how she got in so quickly before she began pulling at my hair. “You thief.” She said. “Let me go,” I t