ALL Chapters & Episodes of TRENT by Ree Writer - Page 30

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Present day... "Hallo Suzanna..."Bile burns my throat.Roman smirks. "Or, is it, Terra?"I'm tongue-tied.My heart is pounding hard against my chest."So you don't speak anymore? Oh, that was Suzanna... Terra doesn't speak much, does she?"I cast him a cold still stare."What do you want?"Roman sinks back on the chair."Wow! All this time without seeing each other and you can't say hallo back? Ouch! You didn't miss me?"I roll my eyes and rise from the chair."Please take me back to my cell," I ask kindly.But the guard doesn't.Instead, he just stares blankly at me as if he didn't hear what I just said."He can't!" Roman states, standing f

I warned you....

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The cab comes to a stop a few metres outside the plush home of Ren and Dee.The home that Spencer, Dee's deceased husband left behind.Dee stands outside, holding little Lion in her arms. Ren steps out and stands just behind her. They stand, staring at me as if they don't recognize who the fuck I am. Recognition clicks swiftly and Ren rushes to me. "Christ!" Ren gasps touching my face. "What happened to you?" "I'll explain everything later," I say in exhaustion. "Please pay the driver first..." Ren takes out his wallet and pays for the cab instantly. I bolt to the house, folding my sleeves as I head to the washrooms. "First aid kit!" Ren points to the drawer and I immediately nurse my wound with a surgical spirit and Ren helps me tie a bandage around my wrist. "Terra, you're scaring us..." Dee says after I'm done bandaging my wrist. "What's wrong?"

Roman's basement

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A few years earlier... "A toast to friendship!"Oscar raises the can of beer, the fire glinting in his eyes.We all raise the cans of beer. "To friendship!"There's nothing I enjoy more than time with Roman and Oscar and also his girlfriend, Gwen. She's a bit plumb and as cute as a button. She is as talkative as her boyfriend Oscar I don't know how they make it work (though he cheats.)But I live for nights like this.Outside.Holding hands with Roman.Sitting so close to him as we enjoy the warmth of the bonfire, Sipping the beer slowly as we listen to Oscar and Gwen tell stories.This weekend, we decided to do a roadtrip.Last weekend, we went hiking on a mountain and it was so exhausting that my feet were aching when we got back. But fortunately, Roma

That man is not me!

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Present day..."He killed his friend?"I nod my head sadly. "Then he forced me to clean up for him and drag the body to the basement."Honestly, that was it for me.I didn't care if he threatened me anymore.I had to leave him. And leave him right away.If he could kill Oscar that quick within a snap of a finger just because of some argument, I wonder what he'd do to me?There's no way I'd sit and wait to see what he'd do to me... I had to leave!"So you stole his packaged drugs and sold them?" asks CJ."Yes, to a guy he despiced. Osborne. Some rich tycoon and I sold it at a very cheap price because I needed to fly away..."CJ looks at me in worry. "It must have been hard for you...""Yes... Especially because I had to stay in h

I'm sorry!

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The sun is low on the sky when CJ opens the cab door for me. I step out into a stone circular driveway in front of a mansion and I look around blindly In awe. The view of the mansion in front of us is breathtaking. The house sits on a cliff above the ocean and the low sun sets the waves on fire. CJ leads me around the house, his bag on one hand as he holds my hand with the other. We walk along the edge of a large blue pool and towards a furnished pool house. At the doorstep, is a large porcelain pot. CJ bends it over and takes a key under. CJ opens the door and I step inside to an old classic living room with artistic old paintings on the cream walls and one-armed sofas with hundreds of pillows. The table in the middle is wooden and seems like an expensive old furniture that has seen the best of years. Underneath the sofas, lays a Persian rug and just in front of the decor, sits a huge fireplace.&nbs

Just Us!

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I knew this moment would come.But I swear to heavens, I was not prepared for it. I was not prepared to explain myself. I don't know if the answers I got are the right answers or if they are answers at all.I open my mouth to say something then I quickly shut up, careful with every word I'll say."Honestly, Cedric... I can blame it on a lot of things but they all come down to me. To my selfishness. It was me..."I take a deep breathe and continue."When I eloped to Russia, I did therapy because I couldn't live with what I had done to you. I had nightmares. I drank myself to sleep. Bars were my favorite spots. But therapy kind of helped me deal with what I had done in a positive manner and learn to live with myself."I swallow hard, nostalgic about those pretty dark days of my life. " And through therapy, I learnt some things I didn't know about myself. I had severe anxiety. It's something I had lived with, yet didn't know

Good in the kitchen

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"Shit Eli! You scared us!"CJ and I are in a towel as we stare at both Eli and Zara from upstairs as they are downstairs. "Biiiiiiiiiiiitch!" Zara shrieks. "So this' whatchu' been upto after some jail time! Lookatchu' being naughty!" I roll my eyes at her, concealing just how excited I am that she and Eli are here. It's going to be so much fun. The perfect way to escape from all the negativity and toxicity. I was drowning with everything that was going on. A part of me died slowly day by day. But this... This will be the perfect therapy. An old beach house with the man I love and two close friends. The perfect combo! Eli tosses himself on the couch as CJ resumes to the master bedroom that we slept in. "Zara? Can you please come up?" I borrow a dress since I didn't carry any clothes. A few minutes later, I step out of my room with my hand in C

Don't touch me!

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"Don't tell me to calm down!" I yell at CJ. We just got back to town and everyone is acting okay and cool. Because it's not their only sister that has been kidnapped by the most dangerous serial killer I know. Their only sister that's pregnant. While I was having the time of my life, my sister was in suffering in the hands of the devil himself. That breaks my heart into pieces. "Terra," Dee who just came in some few minutes ago says. "It has not been confirmed that it's Roman who kidnapped her..." I laugh sarcastically and bitterly. "Oh wow! That makes a lot of sense! I think she got lost on her way to the mall, don't you think?" Ren intrudes. "Terra, I think you have to relax-" "Relax!" I scream. "Relax? My sister is in the hands of that evil monster and you're telling me to relax! How can I fucking relax! Who knows what the hell he's doing to her! Lord!" I fal

Don't you dare touch me!

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"Don't tell me to calm down!" I yell at CJ. We just got back to town and everyone is acting okay and cool. Because it's not their only sister that has been kidnapped by the most dangerous serial killer I know. Their only sister that's pregnant. While I was having the time of my life, my sister was in suffering in the hands of the devil himself. That breaks my heart into pieces. "Terra," Dee who just came in some few minutes ago says. "It has not been confirmed that it's Roman who kidnapped her..." I laugh sarcastically and bitterly. "Oh wow! That makes a lot of sense! I think she got lost on her way to the mall, don't you think?" Ren intrudes. "Terra, I think you have to relax-" "Relax!" I scream. "Relax? My sister is in the hands of that evil monster and you're telling me to relax! How can I fucking relax! Who knows what the hell he's doing to her! Lord!" I fal

Please forgive me

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Three months laterCJ is gone.Everyday I wake up, I'm reminded of that.I don't wake up with him beside me anymore.It's honestly sad, gloomy and boring without him here.It's cold mornings like this that I wish he was here, lying next to me. Holding me so tight that I felt his warmth. I wouldn't be feeling this cold because we'd make some intense hot love that would leave us burning. That would force us to head to the shower to kill things off... In each other's arms.I miss him...Everyday, I miss him.I drag myself out of bed and head to the kitchen. I sit down to my cup of hot coffee, looking out the kitchen window. Morning mist, thick as smoke.It's going to be a long boring day.No plans whatsoever.It's