All Chapters of TROUBLED: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Where are we going, it's almost four pm.." I curiously asked her but she only gave me a small smile. We had literally spent the whole day in bed, showered then went downstairs for breakfast then came back up and just lazed around watch this very hilarious Netflix show called 'Chewing Gum' some sort of British comedy. I wasn't one for Netflix, never had time for it well not even television to be honest but Leona made me watch all these things. This girl literally nosebleed every time she was aroused- I found that very unsettling but funny. Luca had been out with Leona's parents apparently they wanted to take him sightseeing saying Leona and I were not bad at accommodating visitors because when we were together, we literally forgot everyone else around us. It was true, we were always so occupied with each other even if it wasn't sexual. "Eric please just go put on some pants..!" She tried sounding serious but she ended up laughing because I couldn't keep a serious face either. "A sh

Prison isn't easy, it isn't pleasant by any stretch of the imagination, and it isn't a 'holiday camp' as we so often hear – but it does offer stability and structure. Each day at 7:45am the gates are unlocked. Everyone gets ready for their daily activities which start at 8:30am. This was was a very special day for Debby, she would be going home. She didn't have a home but Eric was her home. He had called her informing her that he had just landed a day ago and was staying at a hotel. What he didn't tell her was he had brought a guest. Debby had not slept at all, she was excited. The butterflies in her stomach just wouldn't let her sleep. She imagined how amazing it would feel to be in Eric's arms. Had he changed? Did he still hold his wholesome looks? Did he get any new tattoos? They always got tattoos together, it was spontaneous, it was their thing. Those leaving prison that morning will be unlocked earlier at 7:30am. That could be for court appearance or outside hospital visit or t

"Leo, let's go." Eric said fuming. "What? Go talk to her.." Leona gestured at Debby who was sitting in her corner balling her eyes. It was such a pity scene. "We're leaving." He pulled her but she stood her ground. "You're being very insensitive, I won't allow you to treat her like that." Eric immediately rolled his eyes. He was so annoyed and he had, had it up to his neck with Deborah McFadden. "She is lying." He hissed clenching his teeth from anger. "She is such a manipulative bitch and I don't need this type of negativity in my life or around our child." "Eric—" Leona was immediately cut off. "Trust me, okay? She is lying!" That's when Debby came back with tears flooding, she immediately gave Eric a hot scorching clap on the right cheek. This had him fuming, he was never one to manhandle women but she was surely pushing it."Y-you r-really h-h-ave some nerve calling me a liar!!" Debby hiccuped, her eyes bloodshot red, tears went down her cheeks. Leona felt bad for her. E

Dear Ricardo Delgado, my pride and joy. "You will always be my Ricardo none of that English, Eric Michelson, accept your first name; last name and heritage because it will never go away. You're Spaniard, a true born and breed Spaniard. That's who you're and who your children will be. You will not touch this money until you take back your rightful names. I presume you have hit rock bottom, I always knew your anger would not last—"—Eric immediately kicked the edge of the brown leather couch in front of him. It hurt like a bitch. "Ouch.." He muttered. "I probably should not have done that. Damn you Marino!" He let out a sardonic laugh. It was full of so much hate and hurt. He was really letting a dead person get to him. He had not even read through the letter and Marino was already ticking him off. He just knew all the right buttons to press. That nincompoop, a nickname that Debby and Eric used to call him when they were kids. He decided then and there that he could not read this two

Debby and Leona embraced tightly. "Don't cry—" Debby said feeling her tears threatening to calm down as well. "He does not deserve those tears and most of all our friendship doesn't have to end because of him." Leona pulled away and nodded quickly. Her hair was roughly put in a bun not caring about her appearance at all. She wore something comfortable knowing it would be a long flight. It bothered her knowing throughout all these eleven hour about to come... she would only be think about him. Replaying scenes over and over again. Scenes from when she first called him.. skinny, obnoxious, disgusting, selfish... Her love and care was slowing turning into resentment. He never acknowledged this child. He rarely ever spoke of it, unless he was putting up a fight about her food choices. Leona had spent so much time watching pregnancy related shows and YouTube videos. The father's to be were overly excited... not the somewhat disinterested attitude, Eric always resembled. "What did he sa