CRYSTAL POV“This place is amazing.” The shrill in my voice was enough to cure cancer. I was on a full 1-hour video call with none but Anna in all her glory, and she was losing her mind with all the luxury I was displaying. First of all, she lost it over my attire, I am talking total havoc kind of losing it. She screamed until I feared for her throat, thinking that some cord of nerve would snap and she’d die right over there. But she was Anna, she’s seen the worst before.I made sure to spill everything, from how enormous Duncan’s home was, to how big his family is even though it was not immediate family. It was phenomenal. Everything about this place felt like a dream. From the attire, the rich food that was arranged in Kosher on a giant table, the music… It was surreal. “Ma’am.” A smooth voice echoed around the stone walls of the vast terrace I was standing on. I spun on my heel and came face-to-face with one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Her hair was curly, and
DUNCAN POV “Am I supposed to wear the same thing I was wearing last night?” Crystal came spilling out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her body, and one on her head. A small ‘oh’ escaped her lips when she took in my form on the seat beside her bed, dressed in a simple dress white dress shirt and navy blue pants.“You aren’t dressed. Are you leaving like that?” She inquired walking to her suitcase on the other side of the bed. My gaze followed her, my cock dancing with the idea of her being naked beneath that little towel. Just a small tug and everything would be revealed. A feast for my eyes.“It’s a boat cruise with lunch. Just wear anything you'll be comfortable in.” I said, shifting in my position to adjust the bulge in my pants. She whisked her head toward me and stared at me, “Is it a big boat? A ship?” I could tell she was nervous. The way her eyes were narrowed was enough to let me know all it was that was running through her mind. Deciding to come to her
CRYSTAL POVWarm sunlight brushed my cheek from the small window of the metal bird as it cruised above the white milky clouds in the early hours of the morning, right before it broke through the horizon. Duncan was nuzzled in his seat, his head cradled by the pillow provided by the hostesses while he held onto my hand like he was afraid I’d vanish while he was still sleeping. My whole body hurt, and my throat felt like I had camels racing up and down in the tunnel of the muscles, leaving dug holes into the soft delicate surface. My eyes were puffy from crying, my nose was blocked from the recent episode of breaking into sobs, and my chest heaving after every 15 seconds. I laid back and sunk into the seat, watching the early birth of the day as the sun stroked the clouds with its harmonious rays, probably casting wonderful fountains and halos to the earth below us.Funny how this yesterday I had a smile bigger than the entire purple galaxy, and now I was sobbing as though I had just
DUNCAN POVSolid 24 hours have passed since we left what was now the remains of what used to be Crystal’s refuge, but Crystal’s sorrowful eyes still accused me with every ticking second, burned in the back of my mind. The sound of her disgruntled cries had filled the whole neighborhood and my brain, infesting themselves in what felt like a grotesque turmoil of umbrage and simmering vehemence and bubbling through my veins. The look on her, the hopelessness on her face danced behind my closed eyelids as I stood in the middle of our living room in Rosehill, a space inundated with deep grey hues and white touches, my hand gripped right around the small device on my ear, my jaw ticking so hard I felt my pulse picking pace. “Let me know if you find anything.” Was all I grunted before cutting the call and throwing the phone across the room where it collided with a solid wall before kissing the hard ground in a loud rattle. I turned around and gripped the strands of my hair with both hands,
CRYSTAL POVThe rest of the day crawled by with me casting a black cloud over the whole house with my sappy face stained with tears and snot piled up in my nose. But no words could possibly describe the heaviness in my chest and the painful heaving of air as it wanted out of me. The only thought I dreaded before my next breath was being with Duncan in the same room, that’s why I found ways to keep myself busy and occupied whenever he stepped into the room. I was scared. Of many things, but one thing that reminded me of the porcelain was the idea of my tummy being filled with something. I wanted to believe it was just nerves playing tricks on me. After all, anybody in my position would either be in ER after fainting from shock and pain or simply dead. I succumbed to oblivion that the heavy fist of nausea was just a natural reaction against shock and pain and that with time, it would all go soon. But when Duncan prepared mac’ n’ cheese for me -my die-for dish that always had my moth
CRYSTAL POV My heart almost leaped out of my throat when Duncan switched lanes, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel like it was a lifebelt, an anchor gluing him to sanity. The way he held it was so rough I was afraid it break it into halves. My heart continued thumping in my throat, my mind reeling trying to break the heavy tension in the car, to find words to make this hurt less, just a little less.But what do you say to a man whose daughter is about to get killed by his crazy ex-wife? What words could possibly measure the kind of pain that rattles his brain with every breath he took, while he knew deep down that death was dancing in the vicinity of his daughter’s precious life?I wanted to be strong for him, I wanted him to know He wasn’t alone in all of this and that together, we were going to make it through. But I didn’t trust myself enough to save him, probably because I was drowning in my own sorrows while lurching on the little remaining normalcy in him, drin
DUNCAN POV Terror! Pure complete terror in its glory.Blood roared in my ears with a sudden rampage of heat, my heart thumping in my chest creating a haunting sound that blanketed my head in hot fiery licks of scorching fear. It thumped so hard I couldn’t even start counting the beats, I didn't know when the last one stopped before the next followed, it was a rapid throb that flipped my consciousness upside down; so hard that I became dizzy. My eyes glossed as I watched the waves of the air carrying them, saltiness stinging the insides of my eyes. “Crystal…” it was merely a whisperTheir bodies collided with the surface of the green, causing it to ripple around them in white bubbles as they disappeared into the green of Trinity River. A horrified gasp rocked me and before my eyes caught the slightest of the movements, I had my legs over the railings ready to jump. “SIR.” Strong pairs of arms came from all sides before yanking me back.“LET ME GO!” I roared, yanking myself from thei
CRYSTAL POVSomebody said death is peaceful. It is as still as the night, filled with nothing but darkness. They say it is a reprieve from pain, suffering, and strife that life has graciously granted us, unrequested. I was a fool to believe them. Because none of what I felt was anything close to it. The green water was a living hell, yet icy cold and chilling. The moment our bodies pierced the surface of the water, I was an inch from the arms of the Grim Reaper. And when I felt my lungs giving up on me, I knew it was time to kiss the precious life goodbye. With the little remaining strength and breath I have been holding, I pushed Aurora upwards while I succumbed deeper into the dark green abyss beneath my feet. I watched the little angel kicking through the water, a feeling of pride tugged at my heart. She was so beautiful, just like her father who has shown me more love than anybody else in this world. I watched with sad eyes, praying that she would break through the green doom t