KateThere were chirping sounds in the distance but Kate couldn’t say where exactly they were coming from because it was something she had never heard from this part of the house before.She could almost swear that it was her mind and her mood playing tricks on her but she said nothing, smiling as only thoughts of Richie filled her head, and his sweet masculine scent filled her nostrils.The morning breeze blew gently against her face and she smiled as she stared at Richie’s handsome face; the face she’d grown to love so dearly.They both sat, naked but unashamed. Kate was basking in the goodness of the morning while Richie was sad, worried that Kate was still keeping things from him and bothered because he felt it was something mighty enough to cause a rift between them.He didn’t want any issues arising between him and Kate, he could not afford it especially now that he had grown too attached to her, and was already a little bit too entangled in her special web.Kate could notice th

RichieThe room felt suddenly too hot and too stuffy for Richie to breathe comfortably.In anger, he loosened his tie, took a few cufflinks off and threw them into his pants pockets as he stared at the doorway which wasn’t opening like it was supposed to.It was way past 11:00pm, way past the time Kate was supposed to walk in like the Angel she was but she was nowhere to be found.At first, he had tried reassuring himself by saying that she was probably held down by her ever classy makeup artist, and with the fact that she had always wanted to look exceptionally good for her wedding but now it was beginning to feel different.Richie felt weird and bothered. He couldn’t stand the wait anymore.A tiny voice in his head whispered to him that this was her way of escaping, her way of running away after everything they had been through but he couldn’t bring himself to believe that.Kate wasn’t one to run or shy away from her problems, and even if she wanted to do something like that, it wou

KateHer eyelids were heavy, almost like they’d been previously sealed shut with a cement and then forcefully ripped open after it had gotten dry moments later due to indecision.Kate winced under the pain. It was a little too much and her body throbbed from it.She could feel her stomach twist painfully from it too but she didn’t care, all she wanted was to understand what she was doing here when only moments ago, she was at the back of Richie’s Rolls Royce…on her way to her wedding reception.She wanted to understand why anyone would decide to kidnap and beat her up when in fact, she could swear she hadn’t done anything to warrant such treatment from anyone.She was confused and at the same time shocked but was also scared because she was quite unsure about who was behind all these.What if it was Luxander… Or Ashley?Her eyes widened at the thoughts as her heartbeat accelerated. She prayed that It shouldn’t be any of those two because she knew of how crazy they could get and she di

RichieRichie staggered up the airy flight of stairs with only a bottle of chilled liquor clasped in his cold stiff hands.“One green bottle standing on the wall… one green bottle standing on the wall…” he sang drunkenly as he trudged upwards, absolutely oblivious to the shocked stares his workers threw at him as he walked past.Truth is, he didn’t even notice they were staring nor did he care if they actually did.He rubbed his hands again and again across his face to stop himself from falling asleep as he walked but that seemed as impossible as walking on eggshells and praying that it does not crack.His body suddenly shook with a kind of cold that he hadn’t experienced before but then he couldn’t quite explain if it was as a result of the weather or due to how cold he actually felt inside.He couldn’t bring himself to talk to anyone about how he truly felt…about how his dreams were constantly plagued with memories of Kate and how he felt he would go crazy soon if nothing was done a

Richie.“Try it again and again.” The male voice from the tv spoke loudly but to Richie it felt like he was being spoken to.He loosened his tie, copying the gestures of the young magician on the screen and began mimicking the man’s actions.A few minutes went past, and after a while of copying the magician’s actions Richie decided to stop. It was no longer fun to him; in fact nothing felt like fun anymore.The world felt like it was spinning in circles, and to Richie everything was in a flux. He couldn’t say exactly what stand his life held right now or what its meaning was but knew he was simply going with the flow that came.Pressing the bottle of liquor to his lips, Richie took a big gulp and winced when the fiery liquid burned its way from the back of his throat down to his chest.He loved the feeling though, but the aftermath was what he disliked.He hated how it usually made him feel crappy and how his fingers shook like that of an epileptic person whenever he took it excessive