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BETWEEN TWO

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW “I’m on my way.” The words stick with me, echoing through my ears. My tears suddenly stop flowing, as I press the phone even harder against my ear. Before I can say anything else, the phone goes dead. For a second, I don’t move; and neither does Calliope. The apartment feels smaller than it did a minute ago, as the walls shifted inward when I wasn’t looking. Callie is the first to react. “Who was that?” She asks quickly, reaching for the window latch again, as if she can undo the press gathered outside. I don’t answer immediately…….because my body is still in shock. “WHO was that?” She repeats, this time, her voice comes out sharper, tearing through my shock. “It was….Felix.” The name lands between us. Calliope stills, her fingers tightening around the curtains before loosening, letting them fall completely. “So it’s true?” She states. “You’re really engaged to Elias’ twin?” At the mention of his name, my gaze returns to my phone. I don’t

MR WHITMORE

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW. …..they’re both here…..the realization hits me like a snack. Both Felix and Elias, waiting downstairs for me…… Why is Elias here? How is Elias here? This means……it means he cares about me. If he didn’t, he would never show up for me, especially when Public favor leans against me right now. Something hard, fast and violent enough to Omo k the air out of my lungs crashes into me. Calliope sees it happen. “Genevieve….” She says again, slower this time, her tone careful. Like she’s scared I might break if she pushes too hard. I don’t answer because I can already feel it. That pull from two directions. God…. My fingers curl against my stomach, instinctively yet again, like i need to Belinda myself before i fall apart completely. “They’re not getting up here,” calliope says quickly when I move to get off the bed, stepping in front of me like she can stop this from happening. “We can tell security to send them away….” “No.” The word leaves my mouth before I

TWO HANDS.

VIVI'S POINT OF VIEW. We are almost through the lobby when the security line snaps. Everything that happens after happens too fast. A surge of reporters crashes forward, security shouting, the chaos they leave erupting like something snapped loose inside the building itself. "Move!" someone yells, flashes explode in my vision yet again. But to make matters worse, I stumble, and trip on air, sending my body to the tiled floor, along with a wide-eyed Calliope. "Gene!" she yells, shielding me with her entire body as the mob of reporters closes in. They surround us like flies over food, thrusting their microphones, and recording devices into my lips, ears, and face. "Any comment, Miss Carslile?" "Why are you in competition with Miss Bianca? Why do you want to be with her fiancé? "Has Elias Whitmore ever pushed you away? While you cling to him?” “What does your fiancé, Felix think of your actions? Is your wedding called off?” The question slices through the chaos. I don’t

A LIVE WAR

ELIAS’ POINT OF VIEW.“Did you not hear me?” The words leave my mouth low and controlled, but there’s nothing controlled about what’s happening inside my chest at that moment. My grip tightened around the neck of the foolish reporter, the one who stupidly thrust his microphone in Genevieve’s mouth earlier, not enough to choke him.Just enough to remind him I can.The cameras flash harder, faster, and the reporters are clearly hungrier than before Felix and me appeared. But I don’t look at them; I don’t look at anyone…….I look at her.Curled slightly into Felix’s chest, wearing his coat. His hand on her face, his voice still lingering in the air. ‘Sorry I’m late, love….’Love? Love???Something ugly snaps inside me at that term. I still don’t know why I feel this way, but my body has become so accustomed to these feelings over the last two days; I barely question them as much anymore…Felix doesn’t move. That’s the next thing I notice; he doesn’t flinch, or step back, nor does he remo

WAR FOR ONE

ELIAS’ POINT OF VIEW. The moment her body hits mine, the world doesn’t go quiet. It erupts. Flashes go off like gunfire, the voices of reporters overlapping, shouting, and clawing for a piece of this moment. “Did you see that….?!” “He just pulled her away! And from his brother's grip?!” “Mr Elias, are you claiming her back?!” “What does this mean for you two? Do you no longer want to be engaged to Bianca?!” Genevieve’s breath leaves her in a sharp gasp against my chest, her fingers clutching at the front of my shirt like she needs something to steady herself. That single touch… it does something violent to my pulse. Mine.. The word doesn’t make sense; yet, it feels right. “Careful.” Felix’s voice cuts through the chaos again; not loud, or rushed, but always controlled……just like Felix. I don’t let go of her, I don’t even look at him. Not until he steps closer, standing too close to her. “Pulling her like that….” He continues, voice almost thoughtful. “You’ll make the wor

BABY TALK

ELIAS’ POINT OF VIEW.“Mr Elias, is that your child?” The question didn’t land; it detonates everything. Every. Kids, every flash of the camera, every moment collapses into that single moment.I don’t breathe, or think. All I can do is stare at her. Her hand still rests on her stomach protectively. And suddenly, nothing else matters. Not the press, nor Felix… nothing.Not even the past can I remember. Just her, a child… the possibility of our child. However, before she could respond, a short laugh cut through the silence. It’s sort, delicate, and oddly timed.“Wow…” she murmurs as she steps forward, her heels clicking against the tile like the sound of a timer attached to a ticking bomb. The crowd parts for her instantly, like they’d been waiting for her arrival.Of course they have…….of course she would step out right now; but when Genevieve would breathe life into my lungs with one word……yes. Her gaze sweeps over the crowd, then lands on Genevieve wrapped in my arms.It lingers on

A BASTARD

ELIAS’ POINT OF VIEW“Are you carrying a bastard baby?” That word bastard didn’t just echo through my subconscious, my soul, my mind…….it damn near melted into me.Something inside me moved yet again before I could stop myself; a reaction Genevieve……only Genevieve could evoke.My hand shoots out, fast and violent, and grabs the reporter, fisting the collar of his shirt. At the same time, Felix stomps on his foot.Gasps erupt all around us, and the cameras surge forward. “What did you just say?” My voice is low. Too low. The kind of low that doesn’t need to be loud to pass a fucking message. Felix leaves his foot on his, eyes dark just like mine, while my grip tightens on his collar until his face changes color. “Mr….Mr Whitmore…” the fool choked out.“Say it again.” I lean in. “Slowly…”“You heard him……I would hate to abuse a member of the press on a live broadcast….”“Y-you don’t want to do that, s-sir…” he chimes, courting and sputtering like a damn eel. “The press have……” another

ECHOES

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW.The sound of my hand connecting with her cheek doesn’t satisfy me. The sight of the bright red handprint across her face doesn’t either. Bianca stands, eyes wide with clear shock, hand cradling her cheek.My chest rises and falls rapidly; the one word she’d uttered amongst many echoed in my mind……bastard.How could she? Insinuating that I had an affair? That I was some……whore?My hand itches again; I want to strike her once more……but something still holds me back.Bianca’s head snaps to the side, her hair flying with the impact. Her hand flies to her cheeks slowly, subsiding on it like her body hasn’t caught up to what just happened yet.Silence……real silence echoes all around us. The kind that comes before something breaks. My palm stings, my chest heaves, but I don’t take a step back.Nor do I apologize or blink.She turns to me slowly, eyes glossy, not with pain… but disbelief.“You just…”“Yes.” My voice cuts hers, steady……too steady for how my heart is pound

WHOSE BABY IS IT???

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW. The first thing I hear is the sudden silence; followed by heat, then pressure. Different hands grab at me, and voices overlap. But one thing that stands out; is my name yelled over a rover when. “Genevieve…!” What I think is Elias yells, then I’m lifted high, my head cradled against a suited chest. “Move…..everyone move now!” The person roars, and everything spins further out of control. “Watch her head!” “Out of the way this moment!” Before I could let out a whimper, darkness closed in. When I wake, it isn’t gentle. Everything is white; white light, white ceiling, white noise humming through the beeping of machines around me. I barely recognize anything; the air smells too clean, too much like antiseptic. My throat is dry, my body feels heavy like my limbs don’t belong to me. “……Genevieve?” Someone calls, that’s when I feel it. A hand is wrapped right around mine; so tightly it almost hurts. Calliope. Her mascara is smudged, her eyes are swollen……she

PATERNITY CONFLICT ENSUES

VIVI’S POINT OF VIEW.“Call me that one more time, Bianca.” I glared at her. She stops in her tracks, her hand in the air towards Elias’ arm. He doesn’t glance at her. “I dare you…”“You sure have a lot of bark for a woman we just caught cheating.” She chuckles. “I sure know I wouldn’t be so shameless.”“I…”“Enough of this.” Elias slaps a hand to his face. “Who cares if some bullshit report claims the baby is two months old, or one month old? Hell, even if it’s six months old, it would not matter.Genevieve and I were married for over six months. The baby is mine.”“Excuse me?” Julian’s voice cuts in, silver eyes glaring at Elias. “Repeat that.” Elias doesn’t flinch, or back down. His hand tightens around mine instead, the touch grounding and possessive. For a moment, it felt like we were married again. I glanced at Felix, trying to let him know our plan might be working.Elias might really become mine again. However, he doesn’t look at me. He stares at Elias’ hand around mine.His

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