Chapter 40- Shawn
DYLAN
I was finally ready to leave for the airport.
With Brielle being on sick leave, I was basically the one in charge and I needed to oversee a couple of things before I left for my trip.
I stepped out of my office, only to bump into Savannah about to knock on my door, a distressed look on her face.
I panicked.
“What is it Anna? Oh, fuck, are the babies coming?”
“Dylan—”
“Come on, let’s get you guys to the hospital.”
I reached for her hand and started leading her towards the elevator, but thought better against it and made to lift her up instead. “I don’t think you should walk, come here I’ll carry you to the car.” She smacked my hand off frustratingly. “Will you listen to me for a fucking second?”
I stopped. “Okay?”
“The babies aren&rsq
DYLAN“I want you all to know that I love you. Much more than you can ever know, and I’m sorry that my naïve cowardly actions drove such a huge rift between us for years, I can never forgive myself for that.” Our father rasped weakly.“Don’t say a word, dad… save your energy and focus on getting better.” Savannah whispered, tears streaming down her eyes as she held onto his hands. She sat on a chair right beside his bed, I was okay with leaning against the wall. Ma sat in a couch at one end of the ward, her legs tucked under her, eyes red-rimmed from crying so much.“Where—” A painful fit of coughs racked his frail body for a moment, cutting of whatever it was he was going to say. “I-is Brielle coming?” He asked when he had recovered.“Yes, she’s on her way.” I informed him, my jaw clenching real hard to sooth the
BRIELLE My phone rang again just as Dylan and I were getting ready to head over to tell Shawn the good news. It was Silvie. I knew she was definitely calling to ask about Shawn… she had seen the frantic way I had exited our apartment, and I knew she was undeniably worried as well. “Hey.” “Lucia, how’s Shawn?” “He’s not good, Syl. He’s in very critical condition and the doctors don’t think he’s going to make it.” I told her. “Oh Lucia, I’m so sorry to hear that.” “Yeah, we all are.” I admitted sadly. “But there’s good news too.” I told her, my voice lightening up a little at the change. “Savannah just gave birth. She’s healthy, and so are the babies.” I said. “Oh my God, that’s excellent news!!! I’ll be at the hospital as soon as I can.” “Sure, sure.” I answered. “I guess it’s safe to say you haven’t heard the news then?” I raised an eyebrow in puzzlement. “News? What news?”“Madeline has been
LUCIA/BRIELLE“Gosh, look at him go. The hunk, the jock, the stud-"“Are you quoting Daffy Duck again, Lucia?” My best friend Silvie asked with a laugh. I grinned sheepishly. “Touché.”Well what could I say, Daffy was my favourite cartoon character of all time, hell I'd totally marry him for his wit and sarcasm if I had a chance.“You know, you should go talk to him if you like him that much.” She said with a shrug as she dug into her fries. I stared at her like she had grown a second head. She was speaking like someone who didn't know the rules of Serenity High; the rules that had probably been drawn up before the dawn of time;Know where you belong on the popularity ladder.Don't even dream of climbing up that ladder.The jocks belong to the cheerl
Ten years later.BRIELLE“Ayeee, look who's already looking like a vice president!” Silvie cheered as I stepped out of my room in a red power suit with killer black kitten heels. My hair had been styled in an intimidating intricate chignon, and my makeup had been done to perfection.Basically, every part of me screamed, hell yeah, I've been waiting for this position my whole damn life!I twirled gracefully as I blew her a kiss, reached for the cup of coffee she already had waiting for me and then plopped down on the couch beside her.Silvie really was the best. We had gotten separated for a while due to college; she had gone to the University of Manchester and I had gone to Harvard, but we kept in touch as much as we could and had immediately reconnected after. We got an amazing three-bedroom apartment in Ne
BRIELLEI was the only girl in the room.RetroCorp was an obvious men's club and it pleased me greatly to see how far I'd come.Things were really going to change when I became vice president though... I was all for women empowerment.“Brielle! Come, take a seat, take a seat.” Shawn Thomas directed with his usual vigour, but even as I took my place beside him, I realised his tone lacked its usual excitement. I leaned in and whispered. “Are you alright? Why hasn’t the meeting started already?” He didn’t meet my gaze. “I’m alright, and the meeting will start soon. We’re just waiting for one other person.” I nodded in understanding and sat upright, briefly wondering who this other person was.I heard the door open and close, but I paid it no mind, my attention on my phone since the meeting hadn&r
DYLANI was so screwed.I watched the pretty woman sashay seductively out of the conference room, my eyes stuck on her delectable derrière.What I wouldn't do to have her all to myself for just one night.As it was now, she hated my guts, and for reasons unbeknownst to me. My guess was, she had a personal vendetta against men. Simple.Well, either that or she was simply a bad sport who couldn't handle a little competition, but either way I still felt a little offended. Offended that even with all my wonderful looks, I didn't charm her in the least.Because let's face it, I was a very fine specimen. I remembered how I'd explicitly implied that she was having an affair with my dad and cringed with regret. I really didn't mean to lash out like that but I just hadn't been able to control m
BRIELLEI kicked off my heels right when the elevator made its way to my floor and the doors opened, eternally grateful to the fates for not having anyone in there with me because, judging by my extremely foul mood, I’d have probably killed them.I trudged down the hallway tiredly. The path to the apartment just seemed endless. I was so lost in thought that by the time I saw her, it was too late.Mrs Robinson!The old lady on our floor who had decided that everyone’s business was apparently hers too, and that she could poke her nose in people’s affairs and give advice even when it was totally unsolicited. We all usually tolerated her, -adored her even- because hello? She was an old lady and being rude would be considered being disrespectful, plus she really was a lovely woman but, believe me when I tell you I’ve come quite close to ignoring
DYLAN'S POVIt wasn’t a figment of my imagination,It wasn’t a wet dream either –I would know since they pretty much kept me up all night yesterday.I was kissing Brielle Renaud, and damn… what a kiss it was.The little vixen pressed herself against me some more, angling her neck and kissing me like she had been wanting to all her life. I groaned in satisfaction, just as turned on -maybe even more- as she was. Her arms circled my shoulders, her fingers playing with my hair as mine wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to me.She let out a soft, breathy moan that went straight to my hard throbbing dick.Fuck, this girl was going to be the death of me.I gently bit her bottom lip and took advantage of the surprised gasp she let out to slide my