ReginaIt was the close of school that day and to say i was happy would be an understatement, i was ecstatic. Now, i could go see the love of my life Jason and spend some time with him. It was all i wanted to do in that moment and even as i walked through the hallways, with a light skip in my steps, i was glad.''Why are you dancing?'' a voice snapped.I didn't even need to look back to know that it was Angie who spoke. I didn't know what she wanted but if there was one thing i knew, it was that i would never allow her talk to me anyhow. I turned to look at her and the expression on her face was one of disgust and anger. I really don't know what her problem was exactly but if there was one thing i knew, it was that she was jealous. There was no other explanation as to why she was always angry about my happiness especially when i was with Jason.''And what buisiness of yours is that?'' i barked.A small crowd had already gathered at a corner of the hallway and i knew that they were abo

Regina Even from the very moment Jason picked up his phone, I knew that something was wrong. I mean, there was a look on his face I didn't quite understand and I knew that whoever was on the screen wasn't the person he wanted to talk to and I had a strong feeling that it was his father. ''I need to go now Jason.'' I whispered, rising to my feet. He drew me back down, placing a small kiss on my lips before escorting me out of his house, his phone still on his ears. He kissed me again just at the door before he finally released me to go. Within my car,

ReginaIt was a beautiful Saturday morning, the day I was going to the detention center to go see my father. My mother was out of state on some official business that would get my dad released and now, I was left to see him alone but with Jason who was driving me. With every minute that passed with me sitting within his car, my heart rate sped up with anxiety.''It's going to be alright babe.'' Jason smiled, giving my hands a gentle squeeze.I wanted to believe him but with every moment that passed, it was getting more and more harder to believe him. Even up until now, I couldn't believe that my father was kept locked up for a crime he knew nothing about. I knew no one would believe me and that was why I was glad that Jason believed me. He never for once had a doubting look on his face which was something I was grateful for.''I want to believe so too.'' I smiled but the smile didn't quite reach my eyes.Soon, we were pulling into the driveway of the detention center and my heart rate

JasonMy father made a surprise trip back home and to say I was shocked would be an understatement, I was confused. I didn't know what prompted him to come back home but I had a feeling that it was due to the letter I had dropped in the principal's office. It had to be it, there was no other reason and I was appalled to think that it was now the whole drama would begin. I mean, it was shocking to say the least and I really didn't know what judgment he would pass.Another reason for my surprise was due to the fact that with my father's arrival, I would be forced to give him my results and I didn't know how to go about that. Already, the principal had given me a letter the previous day about my decline in the arts subject and I dreaded what my father would say about it. My elder brothers were all scholars, doing things that even a normal child wouldn't do. Their IQ's were over the moon and I knew they got it from my father who was a prodigy himself.It was a sunny afternoon when I went

Chapter 89 Regina I got back from school that bright afternoon with an urge to call my mother just to see how she was doing. What was happening to us now was nothing either of us had envisioned would happen. All we needed to do now was to take comfort in the fact that we had each other and we totally had to work together to ensure that we stayed strong. The phone rang and I picked it up, recognizing the number of my mother. Spirits worked and I knew that she had also been thinking about me. "Hey, Mom!" I said, trying to sound upbeat despite the anxious knot in my stomach. "Regina, honey, how are you doing?" my mother asked. I took a deep breath and put on my best reassuring voice. "I'm doing okay, Mom. I know things have been a little stressful lately, but everything will be fine, I promise." There was a pause on the other end of the line, and I could almost hear my mother's worry through the phone. "Are you sure, sweetie? You