1236 word(s) Published 23 🎁🎁🎁JASAMINA🎁🎁🎁 I woke up later, my head still on Tanner's shoulder. I swiveled my head to see him holding Jaimie. My son was smiling up at the man. "I had to take him or he would have fallen from your hand while you slept." He said to me without taking his eyes away from the baby. I thanked him most fervently but he shrugged it off, as usual, his face expressionless. Typical him. Always hiding in the cloak of keeping to himself. Addicted to emitting only a few sentences only when he felt he needed to talk. I find myself learning to cope with that. After being married to a man like Dale, I learned to survive anything and adapt to any environment. He's always strangely there for my baby and me. Always at the nick of time whenever I needed help desperately. I've never felt so safe with anyone. But this filthy-looking drunkard gave me a new leap of hope. Ironically, he gave me almost all of it. Contradicting his never evading and off-drunken natur

1092 words (s) Published 25 She is a thief. For taking away the child from his loving father. A lunatic. For having the guts to run away from her matrimonial home. And also a cheat. For having eloped with a man. Fuck. My anger and disgust for her doubled. She wasn't even shameless to run off with a man. Not considering the fact that her dear husband would be searching frantically for her. The thought tugged on my nerves, making me more determined to catch her and take her back. People like her are the lowest kind of scum. It tugged on my chest, how her poor husband would probably be swimming in anger, frustration, and depression. Waking up one morning and finding out that his wife whom he loved so much had run away with their only child. I moved away from the entrance and strode forward, my purpose solidified. For the sake of that innocent child, I've taken this mission personally. And I'll find her in a few days. Such lunatic. I'll find her, gag her to make sure I don't hea

1012 word(s) Published 27 🎁🎁🎁JASAMINA🎁🎁🎁 Today is such a bright day. The wind blew around the house, and the beautiful smell of the cottage filled the air. The best scent is the flowers I planted in every part of the house. Smells like home. Feels like home. I don't know why I feel so fulfilled, maybe because I'm hale and hearty. All my bruises are gone, and the scars are fading. Jaimie is bouncing happily, playing, and laughing. Nothing gives me joy more than seeing him grow rapidly. I went around the house doing the cleaning, and at a point, I wondered if Tanner is still asleep. I've not seen him all morning. I cleaned the sitting room and entered the kitchen. What are we going to eat for breakfast? Wait a minute! I just realize something. I haven't cooked real food ever since he took me in. All we ever eat is bought by Tanner each time he goes out. Oh, I've been so ungrateful. Well, today I'm gonna make sure I prepare a good meal. I might have been married to a rich

1147 word(s) Published 29 It dawned on me. "Wait. You're the man that took her from the motel? You're the man that has been helping her in hiding!? The man she's been sleeping with?" I asked him even as the puzzle finally fit in my mind. No wonder Tanner is here. Tan snorted, "Sleeping with Jasamina? I've been helping the girl, Xax, but we sure as hell have not been sleeping together. That sonofabitch did a number on that girl that she's so afraid of men. I'm the only man that comes close." His voice was hard and anger radiated from him in waves. Tan was confusing me. "Did a number on who? The girl has been feeding you lies. She ran away from home with the poor man's child. She's crazy in the head." But Tanner shook his head hard. Instead of replying, he started hurriedly for the house. "I have to find her and stop her, if not she'll be running away again!" He said as a way of explanation, already several feet away from me. I hurried after him. We entered the house just in time

1037 word(s) Published 31 XAZIX I waited patiently while the girl told her story. If she was an actress, she's a damn good one. If she's a storyteller, she's the best in the line. But as I watched her talk, I know without a doubt that the girl was saying the truth. Her story is too...smooth to be a constructed lie. I felt angry. I was fuming with rage. How could that man have done such a devious thing to a poor girl? As a bounty hunter, I don't care about justification. Once I'm paid for a job, I do it really well. I don't care who's in the right or the wrong. But somehow, I've taken this job personally. Even before I found the girl. Even before I saw my older brother here with her. Mr. McCully had lied. To the whole world. To me. Mentally unstable? The man would rank first in the book of psychos. Certifiable too. Even behind closed doors, I heard the girl's soft weepings. She must be trying her best not to wake her baby. What if Tan had not seen her there on the road and he