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Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty
It was Monday. Another day of counseling, another day of endless work, another day to incur a headache. I was not thrilled about anything, but what I was thrilled about was meeting up with Derrick so we could sort out this uncle Michael thing. When I walked into school there were students flooded around a tree and it had roses and other kinds of flowers. Mr. Henry’s picture hung on the tree as students gave him their respect. I felt a zap on my chest. I hadn’t come with anything to offer him and I felt like I was a selfish heartless student who did not care. I stood in front of his portrait and just stared. Even my brain was blank. I did not know what to say to him. A tear rolled down my face, yet I did not know if it was for me or for him. Someone pushed pass me and left a yellow bouquet on the floor under the portrait were the dozen other Flowers and letters were placed. She moved aside and walked away. There were words printed on the bouquet. Rest in peace. I pray he does. I
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-One
“Yes. I understand.” Aunt Courtney said in a low tone. She listened for a while and I patiently practiced what Hector taught me just a few days ago. I was in my bedroom when I heard her answer her phone call.“The contractors said they will not speak to anyone unless it is you. You have to be present for this otherwise they will cut the deal off.” The person on the other end of the call told her.“How long is it?” Aunt Courtney asked.“About two weeks.” The lady on the call said.“Ok, fine. I will be there.” Aunt Courtney huffed irritated.She ended the call and I heard her walk out of her room. I walked out of my room as well and went downstairs to join everyone for dinner.We all sat at the dinner table and quietly ate. The clicking of the cutlery on crockery echoed around the room. The light sounds bothered me a bit, but I tried my best to minimize the it in my mind for my own good.“I will be flying to Hong Kong tomorrow afternoon.” Aunt Courtney revealed at the dinner table. For
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Two
The following day, I did not see Bree or her clique for rehearsals. I heard that they did not come to school because of the video circulating, and that the police had visited their homes this morning. Pity. Anyways, I managed to toss the tracker, that Derrick had given me, on the backseat floor of uncle Michael’s car. He left for ‘work’ an hour after Ken and I left the house. Derrick was the one keeping track on him. I was going to find out details from him around lunch break. Mrs. Pierce was back to jotting things down in her notebook and I was feeling off about it. Of course I couldn’t say anything concerning it so I just stared and answered questions like a robot. “Hermione.” She had said when we were finished with our session this morning. “I would like you to have this. It will help you express yourself a lot more without holding back. It will be yours to keep and don’t worry, I will not bother you for it.” She handed me something that looked like a journal. The cover was brig
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Three
It was finally Friday. I was moving particularly slow this morning. I wonder in which planet I lived in that made me think that If I moved as slow as a snail then time will move as slow as me. I got dressed in a reddish orange half sleeve, knee length dress. The dress complimented my hair a lot. I don’t know why, but I g****e searched the hair style I saw Sofia with in my dreams. It was stuck in my mind the whole morning and I wanted to try it out. Vintage Roll. It was a challenge. YouTube was not giving much help but I was trying my best. I left a few strands in the front to frame my face and wore sandals. I stuffed a short night gown, toothbrush, and a few other stuff into an extra school bag, then went downstairs to find Annalise and Ken arguing about whether bananas are berries or not. Ken was about adding me into their dispute but I was not ready to go against Annalise this early in the morning. Ken eventually lost after all the proof he provided her. He sulked on his way to th
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Four
Hector and I were both outside around the fire. I was helping him with the ingredients while he cooked. He was telling me about his fun childhood and how he never used to get along with Lucia up until high school. Apparently they fought a lot and according to him she was always on the wrong. But they managed to get over their differences. His stories were funny. Especially when the twins used to conspire against him. He made me laugh half the time. I couldn’t even concentrate on what to give him and almost spoilt the food. “So tell me. What was your childhood like?” He asked me. “Not as fun as yours.” I chuckled. Talking about my childhood would mean talking about my mother. I did not feel like ruining this special moment with my crying. “Oh, come on. Nothing fun with Ken?” Hector was stirring the pot. The ingredients swam and twirled with the movement. It smelt really good. “Well, this happened when we were very little.” I started. “Ken had a crush. Her name was Sarah. She was ou
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Five
Hector and I went on for two more rounds before taking the fun into the little house and going one more round then falling off to sleep. I was so exhausted after that, but I couldn’t erase the smile on my face. It was the best feeling ever. Especially because I gave myself to someone very deserving. I felt like I was swimming in pleasure. Hector taught me different sex positions, he was talking dirty, he even stopped once to ask me if I was ok and if I was enjoying myself. He really cared to know because it meant a lot to him. He meant a lot to me. We were officially an item. Hector was finally my boyfriend. I did not know why it had to take us marking in order to make this official but I was just glad we were. In the morning we were tangled up in each other’s arms. He had woken up before me and was admiring me with a cute smile on his face. “Hey.” My sleepy voice cracked. He chuckled lightly before replying with his own, ‘Hey’. “Your morning breath is giving me second hand nausea
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty- Six
The dinner table was worse than awkward this time around. The tension was so real I felt like puking. Uncle Michael was stealing suspicious glances at me. I could decipher sheens of sweat coating his forehead, but it wasn’t enough to gather and run down his face. He was nervous… worried. I think Ken felt the tension as well. His eyes bounced from me to his father then me again. I did not even have to look at him to know he was watching. I don’t know what made me to unceremoniously drop the cutlery and walk out. I thought being with Hector would’ve helped me overcome what I saw this man do, but that was not the case. Being in his presence was hard. I did not know if it was my place to tell aunt Courtney but maybe leaving clues or hints will give her the idea to do her own research on him. I don’t know. But the scamming part I am definitely on to him about. He could go ahead and destroy his evidence I don’t care. He had to be stopped. Innocent people’s money was being taken. This just f
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Seven
I had woken up at home in my bedroom. I did not remember much of what happened and my head was pounding. Annalise gave me something warm to eat. The stress in her eyes were creating wrinkles and she was taking the news just as hard as I was. My bet would be that uncle Michael will hold Ken hostage and demand for a ransom from aunt Courtney. I did not see this coming. Annalise told me she called aunt Courtney and she would be here by tomorrow. I had a bad headache from all of this. Hector came by in the afternoon to check up on me. He told me that the body found outside town was not Ken’s body, so that was a relief. “Is there anything you could do? Is there another way we could help?” My voice had disappeared along with the little hope I had when he replied with a soft no. I sighed and slept it off. He had left when I woke up again. Annalise was serving me supper. I had no appetite left. How was I supposed to behave normally not knowing where my brother was? Food tasted weird in my m
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