ALL Chapters & Episodes of IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT by Saylam Mangenda

All Chapters of IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

50 Chapters

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

CHAPTER ONE MARCUS'S POV How it all began.“Chelsea I'm sorry just try to understand I did all this because…” I couldn't let the words leave my mouth.Her eyes met mine as she gave me a disappointed look. “Because what Marcus?” She demanded tearfully. Making her cry was never my intention, and it made me feel like a total jerk.“You ruined my life Marcus in your own fucked up away. You know when Max told me that you're the one who purposely got me fired I didn't want to believe him. Because I trusted you, but I didn't know that you were a phys co.” I couldn't just let her walk away from me, I knew that I had messed up big time and when all my shit got revealed. I had no proper explanation; it just made me look like a selfish greedy prick who wanted a woman all to himself. &ldqu

CHAPTER TWO

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

MARCUS'S POVI knew that I had disappointed my father yet again, and sometimes I wondered if I was really his actual son.“James you shouldn't talk to your son in such a horrible way, he's just a child” mother said angrily as she wiped my tears away.Father scoffed furiously.“Who knows, maybe he's not even in my blood thanks to the affairs you were having,” he said acidly.“Enough James!” Mother yelled as she couldn't take the nasty comments anymore.“I admit that I haven't been a perfect wife, but I swear on our son's life Marcus is your son James.”I stared at my father like he was the worst person in the world. He was always an absentee father figure in my life. I never received any love from him. He was always cold and distant, but I still found myself craving his attention and fatherly love.“This is your own flesh and blood James or are you just too blind to see that this is

CHAPTER THREE

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

MARCUS'S POVI lost my mom when I was seven years old. Her departure had broken me to the core. I had missed her terribly and father never really understood my feelings.The only person that truly loved and understood me was no more. Sometimes I wished that I had taken her place instead wherever she was.I still can't believe that she died in front of me and my mind always drifted to her last words.“Find your sister…”Her death had traumatized me mostly because I found my father holding a kitchen knife covered in blood.His hands were also covered in blood; he had killed her; he killed my mother.FLASHBACKFAITH'S POVI had managed to deceive James with my pregnancy. My due date was only in a few weeks, but I had to be prepared in case the baby was coming earlier than expected.He never really

CHAPTER FOUR

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

FAITH'S POVTHREE MONTHSThe news about losing my daughter spread like wildfire thanks to Mabel. That was the problem with her. She couldn't keep a secret to herself and that's why I never bothered to tell her the actual truth.James hadn't been home for almost a year and I had finally lost hope for our marriage. It was already dead.Today was Marcus's birthday. My little boy turned seven years old today I wanted him to celebrate his birthday in Disneyland.I just had to keep everything a surprise otherwise everything would be ruined.That morning I decorated the house with balloons, ribbons, birthday posters and party streamers.Luckily the birthday boy was at school, so it gave me enough time to plan everything for his birthday bash.I ordered him a chocolate cake and his favorite meal from his favorite restaurant.I had already p

CHAPTER FIVE

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

MARCUS'S POV A few minutes later I got out of the shower drying my wet hair with my extra fluffy white towel. I applied some lotion on my body and started getting dressed. I wore some blue jeans and I white t-shirt that had “GUCCI” written on it.Not only that, but I kept hearing muffled sounds downstairs and a shiver ran down my spine. Something was definitely happening. Mom could be in serious danger.I opened the door and rushed downstairs and I recognized my father's voice he was back home again.I froze mid-step when father stabbed mother right in front of me. Not only that, but I had never seen so much blood in my entire life.Mother slumped to the floor and I stared at her with wide eyes.JAMES POVI dropped the knife staring at the pool of blood Faith was laying in. I moved backwards when she winced in pain.

CHAPTER SIX

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

MARCUS'S POVAs a young boy I was broken and miserable, very miserable indeed. To take things off my mind I went outside to play a game of basketball.I only played to get the anger I was feeling out of me. These past days I have got a bit depressed. It's been six long years and nothing has changed.My dad and his wife have four kids. I'm surprised that their marriage has lasted this long.I shot my basketball through the hoop and scored. Not only that, but I was good at basketball, but I was never interested in making a career.It was just a hobby and a distraction I needed to keep me busy.I joined the school track team to keep myself busy. It was a good workout, and it changed my physique. Even though I was just a fourteen-year-old boy the work gave me a six-pack and a few hard core muscles.I was really tall and most of my classmates kept mistaking me for a grad

CHAPTER SEVEN

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

CHELSEA'S POVSometimes moving around the world was hectic mostly emotionally because you end up getting attached to people. And one morning you'll wake up and snap you're leaving again abandoning the people you truly care about.Dad had promised me that this was our last move and honestly as much as I love exploring I was relieved.Mom and dad wandered off inside the house leaving me to do some personal research.I looked around the block and my gaze landed on a certain house where I saw a boy at a distance playing basketball.He had black hair, and he was wearing basketball shorts. He kept scoring, and he got my attention; he was also shirtless, showing off his six-pack.His abs and muscles glistened in sweat. He looked like the bad boy next door. Every good girl's weakness.I found myself walking towards him.“Maybe we could be friends, and he co

CHAPTER EIGHT

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

MARCUS'S POVHer name was Chelsea. It was such a lovely name, and it suited her as well. It was clear that she wanted us to be friends, but honestly we could never be friends and I didn't have the time to make friends. I was too busy trying to straighten out my messed up life.I was too busy dealing with the darkness that I've kept inside me ever since my mother passed away.Furthermore, I felt like exploding and going on a rampage whenever I saw my father's face.He deserved to be sentenced to death for what he did to mother, and I promise one day I'll make him pay, and he'll have to face the law for the murder he committed years ago.I was full of darkness, and she was a ray of light and I would only taint her with my inner demons.My darkness was contiguous.She was full of life, bubbly, cheerful and happy while I don't even remember the day I smiled.

CHAPTER NINE

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

MARCUS'S POVI was surprised that one single statement made her leave. Once she left I smirked and went back home. By the time I was arriving home it was empty, and I saw a sticky note on the refrigerator.“Cindy has gone into labour and your brother and sister will be spending the night at their grandparents house.”“Food is already in the refrigerator, just warm it and don't burn down the house.”I grabbed the note and shredded it to pieces. I opened the refrigerator and took out my meal a few minutes later I placed it in the microwave.My thoughts wandered off to Chelsea, the new sassy girl on the block. A small smile curved my lips and I slumped on the sofa and turned on the TV.Flickering through the channel list searching for something to watch, and usually it had the most boring shows ever.The microwave dinged, and I got up

CHAPTER TEN

IN MY DARKEST HOUR YOU ARE MY LIGHT/Saylam Mangenda

MARCUS'S POVIt seemed like an endless tunnel full of darkness. I kept following it each step I took sent a chill down my spine it was oddly cold and silent.The only sound that I could hear was my rapid breathing.Where the heck was I?My eyes lazily scanned the room but I couldn't make out a single thing in the darkness.Then I heard a voice singing."Once you wish upon a star…make a silent wish in your heart.""Is someone there?!" I yelled but my voice only echoed in the darkness and the song stopped.The darkness inside me was haunting me.Something rushed past me and I fell to the ground staring at the darkness. It slowly began to disappear and I found myself in a forest. It sinked and reeked of very foul smells.I covered myself quickly when I felt my stomach churning.Oh no I was

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