Todos los capítulos de The Surprise Of A Lifetime: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Kian  "Come on man! Live a little, let’s go to Red and Black!" Luuk slams his arm down around my shoulder, raising his glass of whiskey to the air, like he wants to give it a high five.   He looks at me expectantly, impatient and cocky. "We haven’t been out in ages; I'm beginning to think my brother lost his taste for intoxicated blood." He continues. The fucker is getting on my nerves more and more.   Grunting, I push him away. "Get the fuck off me, Luuk."

Nikki  I walk outside and pick up the phone. A sense of worry now edging the otherwise fun night I am having.   "Dad, what's up?"   "Bafy, Caan you coome hoome flease. I need you to coome hoome bafy." My father answers, slurring his words and I can practically smell the alcohol through the phone.   I’m getting sick and tired of havin

Nikki  The Maserati eats up the road it travels over. The seats are comfortable and soft jazz music infused with electronic beats plays on the background. I haven't said a word since my outburst against him, afraid of him following up on his threat. But there is also some weird fucked up curiosity how he possibly could be worse than he is right now.   I glance at him through the corners of my eyes. He is focused, zigzagging through the slow-moving traffic as he ignores red lights and police cars. It's like he owns the city we are driving through. 

Nikki  A soft knock sounds on the door, ripping me from the light sleep I was in. The sound alarming me instantly and I brace myself, guarded by the two big pillows and a blanket. The door opens slowly, creaking with every inch it moves and a familiar blond head pops out from behind it.   "Nikki, hey. How's my favorite barista?" Eamon sings out and swings the door completely open.   "What the heck! What are you doing here?" I ask, staring at him. Of all the people I expected to come and che

Kian  Luuk pushes the heavy sculpted doors to the ceremonial hall open. Soft, enticing music gets carried into the hallway, the same music that got played at the wedding of my parents and the wedding of their parents. It reminds me of sunrises, nakedness and tenderness.   The chatter in the hall dies down immediately. All eyes snap their attention to me and Luuk. My mother and father on the front row, excitement, love, relieve and pride swell on their faces. I know I have lifted an enormous weight of their shoulders when I dragged Nikki into our live earlier this evening. Cloé, and Fayyim are seated behind them, two seats still vacant between them