Blake
Fresh air from the windows replenished my lungs upon breathing in a couple of times, I took another long puff of air and smiled, opening my eyes to another new day. As usual, a chance to make better out of what we already have, and also hoping for more like a kind word from a loved one. I was in high spirits that morning, my wounds were healed and I felt strong, there was a feeling in my mind that something good was coming. And if fate could be controlled how I wished it was Tessa. This time if she would take me back, everything was going to be different, even the hate and disklike for Gerald Wallace was going to be out on hold for some time...yeah some time because he was a douchebag that deserved some suffering for what he had made me go through.I just realized that as much as I wanted Tessa back there was a chance the beef between me and Gerald was going to be lifelong. Anyway on the nearby Couch lying innocently like the angel she was, Anita. God, sheIf there was someone who was not having a good morning was Gideon. The girl he was about to get engaged to in twenty-four hours was not talking to him. She was puffed up like a balloon and he seemed not to have the answers on what was causing those waves of bad attitude around her. It even made him go back to the events of the previous day, the guests he invited. Did he probably get cozy with them and she got jealous? It didn't make sense. In fact, their entire relationship didn't. Although they knew each other for the better part of their lives but less than a week back she was married... we're talking days here and they linked up once has sex and woke up feeling like they ought to get married.Which is okay. But the big question on his mind was, how long was it going to take before their massive egos collided? Her cold shoulder treatment made him question how quick it took them to settle for an engagement. Perhaps they should have taken some time to get to know each other bett
BlakeMaria or my mother in this case was good at getting people comfortable. When Johnson brought me to her I was a little scared of how weird it was going to be talking one on one, in our previous conversations there were people around giving a wide range of topics to talk about. She led us to one of the few operating cafeterias around, booked a table for two and we ordered water. Someone who didn't know us would have thought it was date for a couple that decided to have fun despite the raging civil war. Apparently, Bailey and her were using the same trick to stay younger for women their ages.Our conversation started from outside, the weather, political situation and how I was feeling. She also made me talk about Tessa and the Wallace family at large. Openly, no holding back. In life we're allowed to own our stories. Tell them as they are and if people want us to say nice things about them then they should behave better. As I peeled the onion on my miserable life at my su
TessaWe were just coming back from a disgrace of a meeting with that delusional woman who called herself a fortune teller. Congratulations to her I was back to being mad at Gideon again. Yeah, it was all his fault. In a bid to try and help fix a problem he created more problems. Can you believe that witch said the dream was real and that my father and my family at large deserved all that was coming? And that was not even the thing that made me angry, she said I was never going to be happy in my life, ever?Who was she to pass that judgement? Who on earth told her I was not happy? Did she have any idea who the fuck she was talking to? The princess of the Wallace estate, my father was among the richest people in the country and even with the war nothing had changed not to mention I was his favorite child."Don't mind her" Gideon spoke for the first time since we boarded the vehicle, his tone was remorseful, this time he was taking the fault without waiting for an accusati
BlakeAfter a sleepless night of tossing on my bed, wishing morning would come and the doctor would do the checkup, allow me to go home and see the love of my life...it finally came and the energy in the air was stupendous, the birds singing and the whistling of the wind, my own heartbeat and some beeping of machines all connected to make a perfect rhythm. I lay in my bed my arms tucked, staring blankly in the white ceiling, a smile cracked on my face, mother nature had been kind to me and the supreme being had given us another chance to suffer, love, regret and make our stay on this borrowed planet worthwhile.That morning like all days I closed my eyes."Father lord, thank for another day in my life. A few days back I was in a comma beaten to a pulp but you turned my enemies into my friends and now the protect me. Father, today I don't want to stress you with much, please see me through the day and give me back the love of my life, you know her more than I do and you h
The whole family swarmed in on Blake as they carefully forced him out of the venue without causing much alarm, the crowd was already alarmed but those who knew Wallace and his family so we were both surprised. What was a Wallace party without some drama?"I just want to talk to Tessa then we can see if this joke of a party goes on""You don't get to insult me" Growled Gideon, he even wanted to punch him lights out but Gabriel held his hand. No one was really in the mood for violence that day for Christ sake they were dressed to party and have fun, dance, drink and those who could even have sex!"Calm down Gideon" Bailey said rather politely, "what do you want?""To talk to Tessa nothing else""Okay go ahead, but not here and we're not leaving her sight for as much as I care you might have goons out there planning to take her" that was the condition and it was good for him to have an audience so that they could all hear him convince her to be his again.Funny
One Week laterIt's said that, you never know when your time will come, we all hope he'll delay. So, what are you doing with the little time you have left on this vast ticking time bomb called earth? Have you Imagined how you want your Eulogy to look like? Most of us haven't. The brutal angel of death paid the Red crescent Mafia family a visit again. It was Saturday afternoon, a gloomy day for real even the weather could attest, the sun was too afraid to come out, hidden behind the dark clouds and the rain was now ruling, beating the ground into a wet submission, all the family members were dressed in black with the servants holding umbrellas for them leaning on each other's shoulders their eyes bloodshot from prolonged crying. After an all-inclusive funeral service with the few invited guests and the world at large it was the turn of close family Members to say goodbye to one of their own, one last walk to the grave for a fabric that had woven them together, a pillar that had
At eight in the evening, everyone in the Red crescent manor was gathered at the ceremonial grounds. Circular in shape with seats made of mortar almost like an ancient Roman arena, there was a podium decorate with high end seats where the elders and the family priest sat. No one from the family had arrived yet and there was confusion everywhere with rumors circulating among the employees."I think we're being sent packing, I don't even know where to start from my whole life is in this beautiful place" one said sounding disturbed."Who said we're being send packing?" Asked another."It's just a rumor. We don't have proof" argued someone from behind, they were all whispering as though it was a crime to talk. But generally, it was all quiet and the whole place was lit up with traditional lamps."Something else we don't have is a leader and we're going to be scattered all over"The banter would have continued were it not for the sight of the r
Anita was seated in the most hostile of environments she had ever been. All the Wallace's including the new one who was glued to Gabriel like a monkey on a tree were glaring through her and ironically it was only Gerald who seemed to want her there, he was the calm and relaxed, patient as Anita took her time to taunt them with her silence and tension. The problem is she didn't care much about Gerald's show of concern and mercy. I was all fake, had she known why he was too nice to offer her a job in the first place she wouldn't have taken it. He was a murderer and thank God he had no idea what was coming.Those couple of minutes she sat there, dozens of ways she could have strangled him to death had crossed her mind. It was surely taking every ounce of self-control for her not to jump on him and try it."Are you going to keep us waiting forever. Unlike you we have some things to do" Tessa was not a fan of waiting."Okay, I'll go straight to the point. Blake sends his rega