Aurora
I couldn’t stop the unlimited flow of salty tears from falling down my cheeks, but they were happy tears, knowing that my sister cared enough to leave me a message, a positive one at that, loosened a knot that I didn’t know existed. For the first time in nine years, I felt like I could finally breath freely, like the weight of my sister’s abrupt disappearance was nothing but a fleeting blip in my life, knowing that she’s safe and happy wherever she was, is the single most positive outcome from this situation.
I am still sitting on my mom’s bed, re-reading the letter, like it might have the answers to all the questions going through my mind, when the doorbell rings, at first, I think it is Amelia, but then I remember the two day’s leave I gave her. I frown as I get up and out of mom’s room to answer the door, “Did you order something?” comes from my mother.
I shake my head, “No, I have no clue who
Michael The look of utter devastation on her face, coupled with the conversation I just had with Aurora’s mom, is what prompted me to get up and leave as soon as possible. I can’t get the words that Max told me, out of my mind, the sincerity and truthfulness of them was what took me off guard. Lately, the seed of suspicion has been growing steadily in mind, I am second guessing every action that was taken nine years ago and evaluating if any of it was true. Aurora hands me the files she just retrieved from her room and I take it, getting up from my seat on her worn-out couch. I look down at Max and plaster a fake ass smile, I don’t want her to know how deeply unsettled her words have made me, “I will see you soon Max” I bend down and kiss her cheeks before turning to leave. Aurora follows me to the door; we are silent as I reach for the handle and open it. I take a deep breath of fresh air and let it all out, before turning around to face her. My face is ster
Kayden We parked in front of, ‘what was supposed to be Michael’s home’, when he was in town and as soon as Michael had a look at what was outside, he frowned and shook his head. “I don’t understand, why are we here?” there was no point hiding it any more. We were already here, “I spoke to your mother, the other day” I start to explain, but before I can get another word out of my mouth, Mike gritted his teeth together and scowled at me “since when do you have contact with my family?” ah fuck! I know I fucked up really bad this time. “I don’t” I said, sincerely “she called me, and it seemed pretty genuine” I shrugged and opened my side of the door. “We are going Michael, unless you want to pull your ass out of the car, I suggest you get out and face the fucking music for once. It is time” I didn’t wait for him then; I knew he would join. Without looking back, I walked to the front door and gave our names to the doorman. Michael reached just as we were being led to the
It has always been him, he was my first love, and so, I had to let him go. He wasn't made for this life. He, was made for greater things. He was too much of a tornado for this small town, that doesn't mean I miss him any less.It's been 9 years since we last saw each other. Nine years of hatred on his part and self-loathing on mine, why did I let him go?Now, he is a successful billionaire, living the life one could only dream of.I wish things were different now that he's back but that just seems like a foreign concept to him.He doesn't want me anymore, but I can't blame him either. It was me who broke us and it is going to be me who will put all the pieces back together. Even if it is the last thing I do before death comes knocking at my door.
AuroraRain has always had a special place in my heart, the splattering noise of drops hitting the pavement, the sweet smell of wet mud and the soft rainy breeze makes my heart flutter with excitement and awe. But today, everything feels different, like for instance, the usual rainy clouds look gloomier than ever and there is a slight sadness in the air. I don’t know if it’s just me or if the universe is playing some sick game, but my spirits are down and I feel awful.“Is it okay if I leave early Mrs. Hemmingway?” I asked her in the sweetest voice I could muster and gave her the puppy dog eyes. She sighed and I instantly knew she wouldn’t say ‘no’, Mrs. Hemmingway was a plump lady in her late sixties with auburn hair and cat eye glasses that gave her a very stern look, but I knew she has a stop spot for me. “Sure, but I need you first thing in the morning, the shipment is due at 7am sharp” she said with a ste
AuroraBy 9pm I was already leaving for my night shift at the “Smokes on the water” bar, it was one of the best bars in our small-town Greenville County, and although they usually do not hire anyone without proper training and experience, I was the exception. Nash, the manager of the place was generous enough to get me the job of a table attendant five years ago and since then, I’ve stuck around. Not that I had much choice, but I’m grateful for this job. With all the hefty tips these rich assholes give me, it makes the job worth all the indecent comments they make about my body. Amelia stays the night until I come back home, which I am very thankful for, I wouldn’t want my mom to be alone if things go south at night. I walk in through the back door of the bar and am immediately met with the smell of expensive liquor and money.“Thank God! You’re here!” Nash exclaimed with an exasperated sigh, I frown “but I am right
Aurora The whole night, I served them drinks, it was mostly Nash who was doing the drinking, so it wasn’t exactly a big task but being in such close proximity with Michael wasn’t helping either. Now when I look at him, all the traces of the sweet teenager I knew are gone, in his place is this indifferent, cold, broken man. Not once had he glanced in my direction or tried to acknowledge my presence, it was like I did not even exist for him. It hurt, it hurt so bad to be invisible to the one person whom you care the most about, but I didn’t want him to know that. I didn’t want him to know, that he was still my weakness, that he still had so much power over me. I kept my head held high and did what I came here for, ‘making money’, but it was freaking hard, with his cologne filling the air and the unrestrained masculinity that he emanated, I wonder how any woman could ever stay unaffected by him. When that thought crosses my mind, I chastise myself inwardly for even goin
MichaelWe walk towards the front door of the bar and Kayden opens the door for me, Kayden Donovan is a best friend and a potential investor in my next project. At 25 years old, Kayden has made his own fortune, he gave up his family money and started his own empire. That is why I respect him both as a friend and as a business associate. I place my hand on the inside of my jacket to retrieve my phone but when my hand comes out empty, I curse.“What is it?” Kayden asks with a frown on his face, I shake my head and say “it’s nothing, you should go ahead, I’ll meet you tomorrow” turning around I make my way back to the bar, “My phone’s in there” I say as a way of explaining and push the door to get inside. I take the stairs two at a time to the V.I.P section and rush to the table that we occupied; I don’t feel like spending even a single minute in this place but if the data on my phone is tampered with, I might ju
Aurora Numbness takes over me when I sit in his car and gaze out at the emptiness presented in front of me. I've had a fair share of ups and downs in my life but nothing comes close to this, no man has ever touched me sexually other than the one sitting right next to me. I close my eyes to get rid of the horrific images playing in my head, if Michael wouldn’t have been there, I would have ended up being violated in the worst way possible and there’d be no one to believe me. In the last nine years, my social life has been as dry as the Sahara Desert, I haven’t had time for a boyfriend let alone a friend. I don’t regret it though, I’d go through hell, if that meant I could keep my mother alive for just a few more minutes, oh my god! Panic grips me at the thought of my mother, even though she can’t move, she’d be worried about me not being there, tears spring into my eyes, ‘I can’t leave her alone’, I don’t want to. Its late and I know Amelia wouldn’t leave mom’s side u