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Carson's POVIt was six o'clock when I decided to call my training quits and head home. As soon as I left school, I have been here and I was training as hard as ever. This was my shot at the grand prize and I wasn't going to mess it up. Hell, I'm going to fight for it!I bid my friends goodbye as I got in my car and drive home. My father didn't want anything to do with me. Fine, I'm not going to force him. He doesn't want to fund my tuition into college. I'll find my own way. I'm not going to let anything or anyone get in the way of my dreams.I pulled up into the driveway of my house and get out of my car. I went inside the house and up the stairs to my room. I wanted to stop at Kayla's room, but decided to have a shower first. I don't know why, but I don't feel complete unless I see her. I don't know what she has done to me, but I know that I have never felt this way before.I have become addicted to her laugh, her smile, the way she teases me and I'm always getting pulled in by her
Kayla's POVI woke up by the sound of whispering voices. I opened my eyes to see that I was laying on a hospital bed. Everything came back to me like the rush of waves and I started to wonder what happened after I passed out.I looked over to the corner of the room where the voices were coming from and I saw Jasmine, Kevin and Lucas. I must have released a breath of air, because all three heads swung in my direction.Jasmine smiled and walk over to me. "Good, you're awake. You had us all worried." She hugged me, followed by Kevin then Lucas."How are you feeling, Kayla?" Lucas asked as he pulled away."Like I've been hit by a truck." I said, my lips lifting in a half smile.Jasmine laugh a little. "That's what I admire about you, Kayla. You have been through hell and you still make a joke." She said and I shrug. She then looked at me with worry in her eyes. "Carson told us what happened. That bastard is in custody. I can't believe what he thought of doing."Curious about what happened
"How long has Allan Mitchell been abusing you?"I have been sitting on the couch at the Knight's home, facing two police officers. I have only been from the hospital seven hours, before they got here.I didn't know that talking about my abuse would be so hard. Just thinking about it was making memories that I wish I didn't remember flash through my mind. I felt Carson squeezed my hand in reassurance and I looked up at him. I was glad that he was here with me. I didn't think that I could do this alone.I looked towards the officer who had asked the question. He was blonde and probably in his forties. He had a kind and understanding look on his face. "Six months after my mother died two years ago." I answered.He wrote on the small notepad that was in his hands, before looking at me again. "Has he ever hit your mother?"I shook my head. "No. At least I don't think so. I've never seen him hit her before."He nodded his head and then his partner spoke up. His partner was dark skinned and
A month and a half has passed and slowly but surely things were getting back to normal. I have been seeing a therapist which have been helping a lot. I'm not having nightmares as much anymore and I don't think about what my stepfather use to do to me as much as I used to. I knew I had a long way to go, but therapy has helped a lot.Christmas holiday came and I must say that it was the best Christmas I've ever had since my dad died. My friends and I planned a trip with Carson and his friends and we went sledding. It was my first time sledding and I had a lot of fun. Another day, Jasmine invited me and the guys over for a Christmas movie marathon. That day was also well spent. Any day with my best friends was a good day.The day before Christmas, Carson's father company held a party at his house for employees and their families. Business partners and board members were also in attendance. Mr. Knight hadn't brought up what I spoke to him about at the hospital and he hadn't spoken to Cars
It was now a day before New Year's Eve. I was in the kitchen helping Marilyn cook dinner, when I heard the doorbell ring. I told Marilyn that I would get it as she had given Ms. Nordia and Linda the holidays off.I opened the door to see a woman standing on the other side. She looked me over, a kind smile on her face. "Hello, are you Kayla?"I nodded my head and looked at her curiously. "Yes."The woman's smile light up and her brown eyes sparkled. I couldn't shake the idea that I knew her somehow. There was something about her black hair that was caught up into a bun at the back of her head and in the way she smiled. "Oh my! Look at you!" She exclaimed. "You have grown into a beautiful young lady." "Who are you?" I asked."I'm Eloise Green-Russell. I'm Tristan's older sister." She explains.I looked at her in shock. She was my father's sister? I couldn't believe it. All this time I thought I didn't have any relatives nearby or one that even cared about me."You're my aunt?" I asked,
In Loving Memory Of: Lydia-Marie James Mitchell. Loving wife and mother. March 5, 1979-June 30, 2014~~~Once met, never forgotten. Uncompromisingly unique. Generous of heart, constant of faith. Remembered with love. I read the writings displayed on my mother's gravestone. I look at the orchids that I brought, before I laid it on the grave. She loved all flowers, but orchids were her favourite. I looked over at the grave beside hers. It was my father's. She was buried right beside him and for some reason, I know that they were both happy. It was a Saturday, the fifth of March, her birthday. It has now been a tradition to visit her grave on her birthday to bring a different flower. It has been three years since she passed, so it was now her third birthday not spent alive. I still miss her a lot, but I know she wouldn't want me to be sad forever. She would want me to move on with my life and be happy. After spending a couple more minutes with my mother and father, I walked over to
Two Years Later ****** "Together we can make it to the end of the line. Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time! I don't know what to do I'm always in the dark. We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks!" I groan loudly and turn around on my bed to glare at Jasmine. She was over on her bed with her headphones plugged into her ear. She was singing loudly and bobbing her head to the music she was listening to, unaware of the nuisance she was causing. "I really need you tonight. Forever is gonna start tonight..." She continued. "Jasmine!" I shouted, but with her back to me and the headphones in her ear, she didn't hear me. "Jasmine!" I tried louder. "...Once upon a time I was falling in love, now I'm only falling apart. There's nothing I can do, a total eclipse of the heart. Once upon a time there was light in my life, now there's only love in the dark. There's nothing I can say, a total ecli-" The rest of Jasmine's words were cut off as the pillow I threw hi
"Kayla, how did you think you did on the test?" One of my classmates asks. It was half an hour after we did the test and myself and three of my classmates were currently sitting under a huge tree on board benches in front of the campus. The four of us were study buddies and would study for every test together. Aside from studying together, we don't hang out as much though. I turn to Sean, the one who had asked me the question. He was the only guy in the group. "It was okay. I was freaking out for nothing." I admitted."Me too." Replied Monica. "It was actually easy.""Can we not talk about this?" Lilly put in. "I don't think I did so well."I turn my attention to Lilly. "Why would you say that?"Lilly sigh. "I don't know. It was just difficult." She groans loudly. "That test was giving me a major headache."I laugh at her reaction. Lilly is a smart girl and she took interest in her studies. I can't really imagine her failing a test. As always she freaks out after a test and does wel