His feeble hands moved slowly without direction, he was trying to feel himself, to feel his body, something to hold onto as proof of his existence. His head shook to the sides as he woke, squinting at the bright light overhead. Someone was rubbing something cool at the center of his head, but that could not stop the terrible pounding in his head. He flinched and turned his head, where was he? And why were the walls so bright? Pain moved swiftly between his temples, blinding his thoughts. The bleached smell of the sheets turned his stomach as he stared into the face of the young nurse who also gazed at him in amazement. "Mr. Lucas, you're awake, how are you feeling?" She probed. Lucas averted his eyes, slightly annoyed by the question. How was he supposed to feel when every cell in his body screamed of destitution and pain? "What is this place, and why am I here?" He asked instead. "You're in a hospital, don't you remember anything?" "What am I doing in a hospital?* "You had an
An hour later, Purple walked into the hospital, tired and worn out, her eyes opened but not seeing.At the sight of Lucas, she ran to comfort herself in a long embrace."Bunny….," He said, tightening his hold on her."Lucas, my love, I miss you so much," she said in tears."I know, and I miss you too. I'm sorry I put you through the pain of looking after you,""That doesn't count, I'm glad you're back from the other realm," she said with a chuckle.Lucas made to speak but swallowed his words. Were mere words going to be enough to express how he felt?He hugged her tighter, allowing his body to express his hidden feelings; feelings he could not share or explain in words. She was hurt, and he knew it, he had caused her harm once more.Something he promised never to do again.He was conscious of her cold tears dropping on his bare skin, tears that not only projected joy and happiness but beneath the tears he knew a broken woman, one yearning for love and comfort, aching for fulfillment.
One week later."Lock up the shop once it's time," her employer instructed.Purple nodded and forced a smile. She looked around the heavily stocked grocery store and grimaced. The place was incredibly boring, with nothing lively to feed her eyes.It was mid-afternoon, the type of afternoon that was enough to make one sweat in the pants, boiling hot and baking.She released an exerted sigh, wishing time would roll faster so she could get the hell out of here. Of all the places where one could work, her mother had gotten her the job of a salesperson in a place that looked like a barren land."Sure Mum, you're the best," she exhaled in sarcasm.The glass door shifted and opened, forcing Purple to look up in expectation. It was her second customer of the day, at least so she thought.A young man in his twenties walked in, he had short thick waves, bronze eyes, a sparkling set of teeth, and a strong physique.He looked hot!But not hot enough to create a commotion between her thighs.He fl
It was a typical summer afternoon and the fresh trees were bustling against each other. The humid air tossed Purple's long hair back and forth as she sat on the balcony of her mother's house reading a novel.She turned the pages of the novel, fully engrossed in it, pausing occasionally to remove the bits of hair that were deposited in her mouth by the air. Soon enough, her stomach growled in hunger and she dropped the book aside with a yawn."I just ate!" She whined.Her mother's garden caught her attention and she paused to look at it. The garden looked unkempt with different pools of mud, some of the flowers were yellowish."Hey, Mum, ain't you going to do anything about this precious garden of yours? It might breed bugs," she shouted, waiting for a response from within the house.There was none, and she screamed again"Mum, are you so busy to tend to your precious garden?"Again there was no response, and she thought it odd. Surely, her voice was loud enough to be heard a thousand
For a minute, Purple stood rooted to the spot, unable to move or even think. The walls looked like it was going to crash on her, and she wished they would, anything to take the pain away. Her mouth suddenly felt bitter and dry, like she had eaten poison."No!"She refused to believe what she had just heard, it was possible to belly her mother's betrayals, to condone her lies, her secrets, but what she could never swallow was betrayal from a man she called a lover, a man she was ready to sacrifice everything for, a man that was supposed to treasure their relationship with his heart.Her man had done nothing of that, and the pain was crippling enough to wreck her. It made her mad. Tears flowed from her eyes and she relied on it for comfort, for support, for the help Lucas could not provide.The phone vibrated again and she looked in its direction, no doubt it was him. What the fuck was he going to say? A thousand more words to add to her grief? She was not going to give him the pleasure
"The number you're trying to call is unavailable at the moment, Please call back later…,""Shit!" Lucas clamped the phone hard on the desk, his breath racing. How had he not known that things would turn out this way? He had fucked up, maybe he thought he could protect her, but protect her from what? The truth? It was her right to know the truth, so why didn't he tell her?As his thoughts whirled, a part of him knew it was his fault, he had chosen not to tell her from the start. Their parents' marriage was a burden he had to carry for years and he opted to carry hers too, but clearly, it was the most unwise thing to do.In exertion, he ran his hands through his hair. He felt a weakness in his muscles and he couldn't tell if it was a result of tiredness or worry.A knock on the door distracted him and he looked up."Come in," he said sparingly.Bryan walked in, a flush in his cheeks."Good afternoon sir, I spoke with Limo's lawyers, but they have decided to see you,"Lucas brushed the w
"You promised to stop crying," Ellen said, rocking her back and forth.Purple sniffed, tucking her hair behind her ears. Her make-up was ruined from the tears that kept flowing from her eyes, the mascara had left dull patches of gray on her face, her eyes looked puffed, they had become bloated."You don't understand, Ellen, you fuvking do not understand,"Ellen paused. "You'll be fine, okay? I promise,""I'm not even sure he loves me! look, he hasn't even called,""That's because you told him not to," "Well, I didn't mean it that way, and he obviously doesn't care!... It hurts," she whimpered.Ellen smoothened her hair to the sides. "Maybe he does care, maybe he does love you, have you thought of that?"Purple shrugged but did not answer."You should forgive him," Ellen hinted."What?" Purple grimaced. "Hell, no! How can you even think of that all of a sudden?""Well, maybe it's time you take a critical look at the situation. Your parents' marriage was natural, it was not anything ei
Strobe lights designed the bar with few people twirling, humming and dancing to the music blaring from the speakers. Purple paused to drag her gown again to the knee. The dress was damn short and skimpy, but Ellen had insisted she wore it.According to her, the dress made her look hot, but Purple doubted that, if anything, the dress exposed her bare thighs making her look like a harlot. It did not matter anyway, she had zero interest in staying in this place for long, she had only come to please Ellen and probably shake off boredom.She turned to look at Ellen in admiration, she was looking specifically hot this evening, she wore a green strapless gown that matched the color of her eyes. Her lips were coloured red and her blonde hair was tied at the back."Hey," Ellen interrupted her thoughts. "Let's grab some drinks,""No alcohols, El, you know I don't enjoy them,""You won't drink the whole goddamn drum, just a pint,"Purple sighed, she did not know if the words were meant to annoy