Alice Anderson"But it wasn't intentional. I can promise y'all that he didn't mean for what happened should happen" "You're still defending him? Really, Alice? I can't believe Ken can go all the way to this stage and become a violent type" Sophia said in a disappointed tone.” I just told you girls whatever he did was not done internationally. He saved me! He saves my life!" I said. "What are you talking about? How can someone who hurt you save your life at the same time? You know what? I think you need to talk to Mr. Lemiere and just let him know you can't continue with this marriage of a thing anymore. This is becoming too much for you, Alice. You can't continue to bare all this. For how long when it's so obvious that he's never going to change his mind""I can't. I can't do it""What?!!" They s chorused in unison,"He saved my life, girls. He gave me his blood when the doctor said I needed it before I could survive else, I would have lost my life. He was there to save me""He did
Alice AndersonA month! A big whole month I've last set my eyes on Ken. After the incident at the hospital, the day he had a big argument with Dad, was the day I last saw him. Two weeks after that day, I got better. My wound got healed and my friends, I couldn't thank them enough. They left all their important work just to be there for me. The doctor did a series of checks on me every five days. When I asked what was the reason for the continuous test and several medications, he told me it was for my good. They're trying to work on my heart and I have to quit thinking too much also. I wonder how he got to know about it though. I know, I think a lot, especially since Ken I and got together and I found out he's been lying to me. Now, it's been a month already. I didn't hear anything from him. Whenever I ask dad about him, he would tell me I have nothing to be worried about and also, that Ken has been busy with some work then, he will end it with; 'I'm sorry for making you go through a
Alice Anderson"Dom! I'm here, is eve-" I burst the door open but stopped on my mid-sentence as my eyes came in contact with Ken. He was standing in front of the board with so many pictures of old men and young guys on it. Well, that isn't the issue for now. The main issue is Ken looking at me, his eyes are about to make a deep hole in my face. "K... Ken" I muttered but loud enough for both of them to hear me. He looked at me bored and rolled his eyes before taking at the paper on the desk right across from him and looking at it. I sighed and shut the door before walking closer to where Dom was sitting. He sat opposite Ken. "I'm glad you could make it on time" Dom said in his usual bossy tone whenever we have something important to do concerning work. "What's going on? You sound so serious when you called me earlier?" I asked, taking a seat across him. "That's because there's a big issue at hand right now. Take a look at the board" he pointed towards the board where Ken was stan
Alice Anderson"Their daughters?""Don, show it to her" I heard Dom said. Don nod his head before placing other pictures alongside with the other ones already on the board. When he was done, he begin to call out their name to me. "This, here is Evan's only son, Henry, who stay in Canada for fifteen years and still counting. He feels, his son's life might be at risk because of him so, he made sure he stayed there and handle their business over there.""This is Elliot's daughter and this is Scott's daughter" he said pointing at the ladies picture beside their father respectively. "Want about Thompson?" I asked, confused. "No need for that because I will be handling him." Dom said. We talk for a while on how to strategize ourselves and bring this people down for crossing our path, twenty minutes later, we are done. "Erm, dad. I'm really famished, I need to get myself something to eat. Do you care for some so I can add yours to it?" I asked. Because once I walk out of this room righ
Alice Anderson"Don't you dare, utter her name into this again. Don't you dare... bring her into this again!" he growled in anger through gritted teeth as he warn me. "Why? You don't want your wife to keep calling out your girlfriend's name? I thought, you shouldn't be worried about that. After all, she's your lover" "I.. Said... To... Keep quiet!" He seethes in anger. "No! I won't. Why?! I have all the right to say whatever I want to say! You have the right to treat me like trash, to make me feel like I'm worthless but I have no right to say anything? Because you're the almighty Don?""Any more word from you and you're going to regret it" he threatened me. "I don't care! Do your worse, Ken! What is it? Why can't you just see me? Why is it so hard for you to love me? Why can't you just treat me right? Do you hate me that much? Even when I haven't done anything wrong to you? All I've ever done is love you, why can't you do the same thing for me? Why? Just why can't you do that for
Kenneth Domanco"Don't you think, you're being too harsh on Alissa?" I almost jumped when I heard that familiar voice behind me. Right now, I'm standing in the garden, close to the pool with a glass of wine in my right hand and a cigarette in my left hand. I didn't turn around to look at him instead, I inhale my cigarette and exhale out. "You don't need all these, Kenneth" he added again and snatch the cigarette out of my hand."What are you doing, dad!" I hissed as I turned to face him but, he looks calm. This is my dad. He's always calm in all situations even if he's upset, angry, or worried. "What are you doing here?" I asked him again. I heard him take a deep breath out before saying, "I couldn't sleep, what about you?""Same here" I answered with a deep sigh also. "Is it because of those bastards?" I added before gulping down the wine in my hand in one goal. "No, they are the least of my problem right now. Actually..." He trailed off and took the glass of cup in my hand befor
Alice AndersonI woke up with a terrible headache. Groaning in pain, I opened my eyes and looked at the room in bewilderment. Of course, I know I slept in Ken's room yesterday night despite all the warnings I got from him not to meet me in his room when he comes back but, what amazes me right now is me being in his bed. How did I end up here in his bed? I could clearly remember dozing off on the couch. I decided to sleep there on the couch because I know, there was no way he would allow me to sleep here on his bed but to my greatest surprise, here I am...Did he... He picked me up and made me sleep on his bed. He didn't do that, did he? I was still in my thought when j felt someone present beside me. "Oh my goodness!" I almost jumped out of fear because he just showed up from nowhere. I didn't even hear his footsteps. "Ken, what are you doing here?""You don't have the right to question me in my room, don't you think?" He answered, not in a rude tone though, despite the fact that
Alice Anderson"Good morning, Dad" I greeted and take a sit opposite Ken. I could feel his gaze on my body but I had to pretend not to notice him. All that happened between us earlier is still fresh in my head. He has put me in my place, the least I could do is to know what and what not to do around him. I do not have to keep my hope high. "Hey, morning. I hope you had a wonderful night's rest?" Dad asked. But the tone he use made me pass him a glance. I don't know if I'm just imagining things but, this is not him. He looks strange this morning. With my shoulder shrugged and thinking maybe it's because of those idiots trying to ruin what he has worked so hard for, I begin to serve myself my breakfast. I took four toast of bread, made my tea, and begin to munch on my food. Silence suddenly was built between us in the dining, not an awkward one though but one thing I'm sure of is, dad is acting strange. He wasn't like this yesterday night so, what changed? "Dad, are you okay?" I ask