My brain stutters for a moment and my eyes take in more light than I expected, every part of me goes on pause while my thoughts try to catch up.
My face washes blank with confusion like my brain cogs couldn't turn fast enough to take in the information. Every muscle in my body freezes before my face creeps into a grin.
"You're joking, right?" My voice quivers.
Aunt is still scowling at Bruna's dad, who my aunt is claiming is my dad. Isn't that crazy?
"He's your dad, Becca," she says with certainty.
"What!" Bruna exclaims.
"Say something, Neil. You have nothing to say to your daughters?"
"That's not the direction home."I notice.Trent is in the wrong direction.He smiles at me."Did I say we're going home?""Uh... yes. You did."A devious grin draws on his face."Then I lied."I cross my arms."Where do you think you are taking me?""How about I say that I'm kidnapping you?"I can't help but smile. "Well
"What! Josh would never cheat on you!"Bruna brushes away the tears and looks at me."I had gone to take some of my clothes and on my way to our bedroom, I heard him talking to someone...""What! Who? ""I don't know... I heard him call her Kiki. He was telling her how much he loves her and how lucky he is to have her in his life... Can you imagine?""But Bruna, you are the one that pushed him away..."She glares at me."He was supposed to fight for me. Fight for us. Fight for what we have..."
I can't quite figure out Trent's facial expression when I say that.His face just goes blank, washed up with total disbelief and confusion. He then pulls a sorry look which doesn't suit him at all."Oh..."I wish I didn't tell him. I regret telling him the truth. I should have kept my mouth quiet in the first place. What does 'oh' mean? I just told him the reason I'm crying and an 'oh' is all he can say?"Sorry, my way of saying sorry sucks..."I laugh as I brush away the tears. "it surely does.""You're not working tonight..."Yes! I need
Okay, just the mere thought of it makes me sick.My best friend masturbating to my sex tape? Gross!Bruna's mouth drops and she's speechless.So am I.Troy lets go of Jenna."I'm not done with you yet!" He threatens her. "I'll make you regret the day you were born."Jenna sneers at him. "What? Are you going to kill me?"Troy grimaces and sighs in disgust. He surely hates Jenna. He glances at Bruna and I then retires to his room, slamming the door.Jenna starts crying a
TRENT'S POVIt's been a week.A week of playing football, flirting with stupid models and missing Becca. I've tried to call her but she's off. I thought of calling Troy to ask him about her then I thought about it. Troy has feelings for Becca, though he has never admitted it. I'll just wait till I see Becca face to face...Damn it! I miss that girl. I miss the way she looks at me. The way she smiles at me. The way she talks to me. The way she kisses me back. The way she moves around my house, swaying her beautiful body.I'm not in love with Becca. I just have feelings for her. Feelings that I hope will fade with time.I've had those feelings since the first day I saw
TRENT'S POVI feel numb and stranded and useless because I don't know how to get to Becca. How to save her life.My phone rings.An unknown number."Well... well... well..."It's a very familiar voice but I can't quite figure out whose it is."Heard you're back in the country."The deep voice giggles."Did you get my little surprise?""I swear if you hurt her again-"
BACK TO BECCAFor the past few days, I have been in this fucking dark lonely filthy room.I've been stuck on this fucking chair with my hands tied at the back. My muscles are aching and I'm so fucking hungry. I've not eaten for days! A man in a mask just brings me water and that's it. All I do is drink water. No food has ever been offered and I'm starving.I've not changed my clothes and I can smell the stench of sweat all over my body. Whenever I feel like peeing, I'm taken to some filthy and stinky toilet with faded walls. The guy in the mask stands next to the door to make sure I don't escape.This is hell! This must be hell! There's a time I was beaten up to the point that I begged God to take my life. Being alive hurts s
The light is so bright that it's almost blinding my eyes.My feet are bare.I'm dressed in a white flare dress with the wet sand squishing against my toes. I look up and I see the beautiful blue sea, with waves crashing against the shore.The view is so beautiful.I sit on the sand, staring at the blue sea, wishing I could stay here forever.Then I see her.A beautiful woman with massive curls tumbling on her shoulders, wearing a white dress just like mine. She's so beautiful...And I know her.