5An hour had passed away being alone while admiring others from afar. I stood somewhere in the corner and watched couples dancing adeptly, it was a pleasant sight to the eyes and throughout I started swaying around after one glass of champagne and a few shots of tequila. Yeah, it’s been a hell of a ride in quite an hour. Thanks to constant worries.I closed my eyes, my smile grew wider as lyrics registered momentarily in me, I was totally lost in the rhythm and melodies every beat was offering me. “Excuse me, Miss.” it felt like someone was calling out for me but I only responded with a snigger. But then I heard it again, “Miss…?” this time I opened my eyes to check out if someone was really looking out for me. I turned around to find a tidy waiter presenting me his warm smile, “Yes?” I frowned at him with the same potential as he was offering. “Miss. I’m sorry to disturb you but I need to inform you that Miss Eliana -your friend- is asking for you in her private cabin,” informed
6All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further. All the scene happened with me in the club replayed like a movie, making me unsteady to feel loath each time I heard that man’s voice and then out of nowhere another man’s punches him, Who was he? My eyes wide-opened, I was hugging a pillow which was trapped in between my thighs too, I turned straight, inhaled deeply to get some fresh and lessen this hateful feeling after the nightmare, I raised my head, looked to my right to find open curtains, crystal sunlight passing brightening the room all around, giving my eyes a ple
7Before I could click on the messages, the screen went black and showed no sign of life. “Shit!” I cursed in annoyance. I went to my room, fetched the charger to plug my phone in the switch, I sat on my bed and again my lower abdomen started hurting badly, I stood up and staggered towards the bathroom, I got in and the first I saw in the mirror was a bruise on my neck. “What the actual fuck!” I left shocked. It was like my eyes would come out of their sockets. I kept cursing and took off my shirt, The bruises which I didn’t want to call hickeys were all over my chest and stomach. I started panting heavily due to the horror these hickeys brought. “Oh My God,” I couldn’t control my watery eyes to flow down. And what would happen when Eliana would see it? Oh no, she wouldn’t see it, I can’t risk it. My teeth cluttered in fear. Liam, if he saw me having this, he would’ve killed me by now. After this thought, I went hysterical. I could feel terror balling up in me. I inhaled heavily
8“We’re starting with you, lovebird.” She raised her left eyebrow, plastering a smirk on her face. Don’t call me that, El! “Start what?” I counter-questioned hesitantly. I hoped she wouldn’t notice my slightly cracked voice. “How was the party for you? Banged a guy or came home sober?” she winked and started rocking me. I smiled faintly and lowered my gaze to the ground in shyness, I probably was blushing. “Look at this red mess!” she teased. She knew I became edgy from such other-guy-involved-questions. “No, nothing guys thing happened to me (or at least I don’t believe it) I… came home, sober!” I kinda tried to shoo her but she was planning to exaggerate longer -her face told me. This side of Eliana I had never liked. She always thinks pulling someone’s leg makes other people feel butterflies in the stomach but it’s totally the opposite of what I felt every time she did this with me. It was exasperating me. “Like I believe you. When did you reach home?” Okay, that’s where I lef
9 3 Days Later It had been the longest three days I had ever lived. These days were my nightmares, I cried, gave up, stood again, fell down and again held my broken pieces together from falling deeply under my eyes. I had been keenly conscious about my surroundings, more than I should’ve had. Everything that moved with me or every person as far as I could see seemed like a threat. I studied them if they meant to harm or stalking me; even if that was a disable man minding his own business. Wherever I went I felt like being chased along with getting precisely observed by some unseen force which denied to appear in front of me, Like someone’s eyes were constantly noticing my each and every movement. The first time I had this feeling was under Brandon’s penetrating gaze. That gaze which I couldn’t forget till today despite many days went.I hated this paranoia tricking on me, growing inside my head each passing day. First off, I only feared my husband, and now I started fearing everyon
10I sipped my drink and raised my eyes to check out a couple sitting in front of me and making out without breaking the climax in the private cabin. I swear it had been 15 minutes we reached down the town’s expensive restaurant - afforded by these rich brats- called, ‘The Angels’ and I hadn’t seen Eliana and Ryan detaching from each other for a split second, they looked like two horny teenagers ready to have scandalous public sex. I straightway lowered my gaze and pushed my attention to something else like my wedding ring which I hadn’t taken off yet, and now I believed I should’ve taken action regarding it. I knew everything was over by this point because I didn’t bear strange physical harm which could be executed by Liam’s side. Of course, he had connections in secrets criminal networks, if he wanted me back it would’ve been a snap of finger thing for him for locating and abducting me from the streets of LA, I felt consuming after finding nothing else to think about other than
117:48 AM *Alarm Buzzer* I felt like a hammer hitting my head and my ears almost about to bleed, that alarm’s shrill voice was enough to wakeup neighbours too, I squinted my eyes to locate the clock after tapping my hand on the nightstand, finally, I hit the button and it stopped, I huffed with a foggy mind, “Stupid clock,” I didn’t sleep well last night because of that human who stood at the corner right after when a mysterious paper came out of my bag, I couldn’t eat properly nor I had the audacity to speak about it to Eliana, I had to deal with it alone, I cried in fear and shivered for my dear life and that’s how I dozed off to sleep.Everything rewinded in my mind and I rested on the bed until my mind reminded I had an interview in the head office to clear and I was running out of time, I flipped out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom, I did my business and took a quick shower, for my first day I chose professional attire to make a good impression of me - Yeah, that was im
12Brandon Grande had a son? This was news to me, a shocking one, “W-wait he has a son?” A bombshell was too obvious on my face, she turned around and about to chuckle hysterically on my palpable ‘pun’, perhaps? “Numbskull, don’t you know Brandon adopted his friend’s son after the boy’s parents died in a sudden car accident, he is his late best friend’s son and Mr. Grande cherishes him a lot, that’s why we all are standing here cause he advertised his urgent need for a nanny, even though he is interviewing the candidates personally for his adopted lad, aren’t you here for the boy?” She enquired, I felt a dumbo for a good minute, she jabbered out all of the stories while I stood there as a dumbstruck,“I… I’m here for a normal interview, I didn’t know about the boy nanny thing before,” I replied her with sceptical expressions, she narrowed her eyes on me, I knew what was coming next, something starts with a who, “Who appointed you for a normal interview today?” Like I assumed, her ex