Henry. I stayed as still as I could as I felt the cold thing place on the back of my head. “You don't seem to learn do you Henry?” the voice felt familiar. I have heard the voice somewhere but right now I just couldn't place where. He quickly took the gun in my hand and moved back before I could see him. “You can’t seem to leave her alone, let her be after what you did to her?” He asked again breathing heavily. “What did I do to her?” I asked only to get the muzzle of the gun pressed deeply in my back head. “I didn’t give you permission to speak, you should keep your mouth shut bastard,” he growled.Bastard? There was only one person bold enough to call me that and that was the fucking lawyer. Why didn’t I think of this? Why didn’t I think he would be the one behind this? The signs have been there, the look of longing and wanting was always in his eyes any time he saw Gwen but I overlooked it because I thought it didn’t matter but right now it certainly did. “Why don’t you stan
Henry. I quickly knelt beside her and took her hand in mine. “Gwen….are you alright?” I asked which was stupid because she was groaning in pain and didn’t look okay. “Call for an ambulance,” one of the cops said. There were only two cops beside me, I guess the others were dealing with guys who helped Ryan. “Hen..,.” She struggled to say something and also tried to open her eyes. “I’m here Gwen, I’m here now. Everything is going to be alright,” I squeezed her hand tightly as I whispered to her. Gosh, I was scared to pick her up. I didn’t know where she was injured or in pain so I didn’t want to hold her and add to her pain. She squeezed my hand and shut her eyes before groaning in pain again. Shit! Where’s the fucking ambulance. “Did anyone get them?” I asked without taking my eyes off Gwen. “I have called sir and they will be here in thirty minutes,” fuck! Thirty minutes? Thirty minutes is too long and I don't think I can stand here for thirty minutes watching Gwen moan in pa
Henry. Everything wasn’t right, the cops who would have made us feel safe was lying on the ground with gun shots injuries and the one who caused all of this had a freaking gun in his hand. How the hell did this happen? “Hen…ry, you….you bastard,” his words were slurred and low like he was finding it hard to speak. I didn’t move from where I was kneeling beside Gwen as he kept pointing his gun at me. “Put the gun down Ryan,” I said as calmly as I could. I heard Gwen take a sharp breath beside me, I couldn’t look at her to know what was going on with her since the bastard still had the gun pointed at me and I did not know what he would do if I took my gaze off him. “Ryan….” Gwen called out breathlessly. Without looking at her I said, “Stop talking Gwen,” “What do you want Ryan?” I asked as I slowly got up. He smiled at me with his teeth bloody, “I want her Henry. She’s supposed to be mine,” he said and took a deep breath when he was done talking. He looked pretty weak and pal
Henry. “You told me you wanted nothing to do with him but yet here you are in his arms acting like the fucking whore that you are!” He spat out and then burst into laughter. I felt rage burn through me when he called her that. “Watch your mouth….” I couldn’t complete my words as he cut in. “Or what?” He asked. My hand clenched beside me and since I couldn’t do anything I only sent him a glare. “Isn’t she one? Jumping from a man who doesn’t want her to someone else who would treasure her and yet she still isn’t satisfied with it?” He went on. “Stop talking,” I hissed at him. “Look I’m the one with the upper hand here and I get to say whatever shit I like and if I say she’s a whore then she is one,” he said. I don’t think he would be the one with the upper hand soon, gosh I can’t wait to get my hands on him. “Did she tell you what happened on our date night? The night everything was supposed to fall into place, the night I was supposed to ask her to be my girlfriend?” He asked
Gwen. Weak, tired, and exhausted. That’s how I felt when the car hit the damn tree, that’s what I felt when Ryan pulled me out of the car without considering how badly I was bleeding from my head. I couldn’t put up a fight because I was too tired to do that, so I let him take me to wherever he wanted to take me. Seeing what happened right now made me realize that it wouldn’t have happened if I had called someone….anyone for help while he was taking me out of the car. I should have called Henry, if I had done that this wouldn’t have happened. It all happened slowly and even though I still felt dizzy and all I wanted to do was close my eyes and sleep, I saw it. I knew when Ryan pulled the trigger, aiming his gun at me. He was ready to kill me and yet I could not move from my spot. The shock was too much for me, I tried to overcome it and when I wanted to move someone jumped in front of me taking the bullet and bringing us down. No….no!“Henry,” I called blinking my lashes as I tried
Henry. The whole place was dark and cold, it felt like I was trapped in it. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t do anything. Time just passed in this dark place where muted voices played an endless ungraspable tune, where I felt like an alien in my own body that hurt badly. I had flashes of consciousness which were only blinding lights, occasionally disturbed by the darkness of this place. I forced myself to pick out some sounds, picking out words and a few voices that sounded recognizable and unrecognizable, putting them together like puzzle pieces that were missing key parts. I tried to focus on the moving shapes, straining with efforts to make out the hazy features of a face but getting no more than a rough sketch of someone familiar. Just when I thought I was at the edge of the darkness, I was pushed back under again. I did everything to reach out to the voice calling out to me but it was futile. Just when I had lost hope I heard the anguished roar of a voice calling my name again
Henry. It had been three hours since I woke up from a very long sleep, according to Gwen I had been in a coma for three months now and if I didn’t wake up when I did they would have thought of me as dead. It was scary to actually think that I had been asleep for such a long time, no wonder my body felt so heavy and I couldn’t move. Gwen hasn’t left my side, even when the doctor came to check up on me she didn’t leave. She stayed and paid close attention to what the doctor said, what should be done and what shouldn’t. I have never seen her like this before—she has done something like this when I was sick but I have never paid attention to her. Gwen is just simply amazing. “Do you need anything Henry, I can get it for you?” She asked. I shook my head, it was already late and I didn’t think I needed anything more than her presence right now. “I don’t. I wanted to ask you this, I haven’t seen Jas since I woke up and you haven’t told me what happened after I got shot?” He asked. She
Gwendolyn’s POVEveryone thinks getting married to a rich man, not thinking about how to pay bills and all that would make one happy. It might be for them, but not me.And also, everyone thinks getting married to their heartthrob would be a blissful feeling. Well, it was for me for the first year of my marriage to my sweetheart, but the year after was hel for me.Here I am, five years later married to my sweetheart but still gets cheated on even after all his promises. I thought my life would be colorful as long as I was married to Henry, my first love and everything, but who was I kidding? My life has been hel after our first year of marriage, and I still decided to stay with him. Stay by his side to see if he was going to change his ways, it was old news to me that he was cheating and the media made it known every day. He always liked to twist his words, telling me that the women were his business partners and nothing was going on between them.I used to believe that lie, believe th