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THE MAID (SHE’S AN INTROVERT) CHAPTER 28

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THE MAID
SHE’S AN INTROVERT

BY EDOKPAYI SCHOLASTIC

CHAPTER 28

πŸ’Ž Monique’s p.o.v πŸ’Ž

What?!
I can’t believe Cass is crippled.
She wouldn’t be able to make use of her legs for the rest of her life..

So pathetic….

Karma did pay her a visit.

But at least Kerryn should be thankful that her mother didn’t die.

She can still get to meet and talk to her mom unlike me that mom died when I was barely seven years old and since then, I haven’t experienced the love of a mother.

Cass who was supposed to be the mother I never had became the devil I dreaded.

I stared at the sleeping Kerryn on the couch.
After crying when the doctor broke the news, she had slept off.

But she was still muffling her tears even in her sleep.

Mason called and we both talked on the phone….

I can’t deny the fact that I really do like Mason and even hours of being apart, I still miss him alot.

🌷 Kerryn’s p.o.v 🌷

After two hours of waiting endlessly for mom to wake up, the doctor finally came to tell I and Monique that mom was already awake..

I hurriedly walked into mom’s ward with Monique trailing behind me.

Mom has been transferred to another ward since she’s awake and stable.

I walked into the ward and truly, she was awake.
Her eyes were roaming about the room.
She looked so pale.
Just few pipes were still connected to her and a drip.

She wasn’t on a life supporting machine and she was breathing fine on her own.

“Mom?” I called tearfully as I walked closer to her.
I held her right hand in mine and caressed it gently…..

“Ke……rr…..yn……” She called with so much frailty in her voice.
She looks frail too.

She moved her gaze and when I followed her gaze, she was staring at Monique..

“Hi Cass.” Monique greeted gently with a light smile…

Mom didn’t answer but took her gaze back to my form.
“How…… Lon……g……. have…..I …..been….. here.?” She asked, finding it difficult to talk properly.

She was straining her voice and there was so much difficulty as she spoke.

“Four days mom.” I answered and used the back of my hand to wipe my tears.

“How……. Have…… You.. Been?” She asked with her voice shaky and her breathing was rapid.

“I’ve not been fine mom. I was so scared to loose you. I was scared to death.” I said and bursted into fresh tears.

She spread out her arms opened gently as she smiled weakly at me.

I ran into her opened hands and hugged her sniffing in my tears.

She wrapped her hands around my body while I placed my head on her chest.

“I’m…..find…..ing….it….hard…to talk. It’s…..like…. there’s…..an….air…..blockage that’s making it hard for me to talk properly.” She expound sadly.

“Don’t worry mom, everything is gonna be alright. Maybe it’s because you haven’t fully recovered. But don’t worry, when you’re fully recovered you will be able to talk properly.” I assured her with a smile…

I sat beside her on the bed and held her hand.

“What’s she doing here?” She asked, gesturing her hand towards Monique who was standing and staring at us.

“Well mom, she has been here with me since the accident and she has really been helpful to me.” I said with a smile as I stared at Monique.

“You caused this Monique…. It’s all your fault I’m bedridden. Leave!!!’ She snapped. And……I .. don’t ….wanna to see….you here again.” She said angrily..

I tried to calm her down but she wasn’t ready to listen to me.

Without saying anything, Monique turned and walked out of the room.

“But mom, Monique has really been helpful and…” Mom cut me off with a frown and her hand in the air.

“Enough about Monique!” She snapped.
I gave up trying to talk to her , to make her see reasons with me that Monique is nice.

I wonder if mom would ever come to love her and see her as a nice person.

I sighed sadly and stared at mom.

Mom tried sitting up on the bed but she couldn’t.
She tried again and she only ended up falling back on the bed.

“I can’t sit. What’s happening?” Mom complained as she finally gave up trying to sit on the bed.

I bent my head and bursted into tears.
“The accident affected your legs mom. You can’t walk.” I said and wept.

I raised my head and stared at mom’s shocked expression.
“What?! No….no …… I can’t be crippled.” She yelled as tears spilled out from her eyes in fast current..

She looked so hurt…
I hugged her and cried on her chest.

“Don’t worry mom, is just temporary and not permanent.
You will be able to walk with your legs after some time.” I assured her even if I knew I was lying.
I was giving her false hope….

An hopeless lie.

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The next day, I got ready for school..
Mom is recuperating very fast and the doctor said she’s gonna be discharged sooner than later……

I’ve never let my hair fall down my shoulders to school but with the situation at school, I have to.

I loosen my ponytail and brushed my hair down.
When I was sure that I was good to go, I took my back pack and walked out of my room.

I made a cup of tea and ate it with three slices of bread.
When I was done, I got outside and entered my car while my chaffeur drove me off.

“Look at her, a liar! Beauty without brain.” I heard a student taunt at me as I walked through the hallway leading to the classroom..

“She’s probably ashamed of herself. I wonder why she hasn’t been to school for three days now.” I heard another student say and some others giggled mockingly..

But I ignored them. I didn’t even bother to look at the students.

As I made my way to the class, I was booed and taunted.
My head was bent with my hair all over my face. I just couldn’t bring myself to look at the angry students..
I couldn’t walk proudly, with my head high.

As I got to the class, it became worst.

“Look whom we have here, the beauty without brain and a liar.” A girl Ann, who’s a bully said while the class bursted into laughter..

Hurtful words were thrown at me as I made my way to my seat.

A tear slide down my cheeks and then, more tears poured out.

“Hey class!” I suddenly heard Monique’s voice.
I raised my head and saw her standing in front of the class.

The noise had died down as all the students attention were on her.

“Fine, Kerryn did wrong by lying and pretending to be intelligent.

But she’s apologized already and I see no reason why you all should continue to mock her.

You all should mind your business and let her be. She’s sorry and you all should take it.

Don’t be too worked up about the truth and leave her the hell alone.” Monique said with so much confidence and boldness that I couldn’t help but smile in between my tears…

The students started murmuring but seems Monique didn’t care.

“I’ve spoken. I don’t want to see any of you going about talking ill about her. She’s my sister and she wronged me but I’ve forgiven her and you all should do likewise.” She said and walked back to her seat.

She took her gaze to look at me and I gave her an appreciative smile while she nodded her head ….

I’m really grateful to Monique.
Even after the despicable things I and mom did to her, she still forgave and even defended me.

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” Monique, I’m truly sorry for everything I’ve done to you in the past. I’m sorry for hurting your feelings..

I’m sorry I didn’t treat and see you like an elder sister…..

I’m sorry for the times that I hurt you, the times that I despised you and did the times that I did despicable things to you.

I’m really and truly sorry.” I said to Monique on my knees as I wept bitterly feeling guilty and ashamed of myself……………

We were in the garden and I was the one that called for us to meet so that I can apologize to her.

I’m tired of leaving in guilt.
Asking for forgiveness will clear the guilt that I’ve been having…..

There’s no gain in being wicked….

Monique took my hands and made me stand on my feet and pulled me into her embrace….

She hugged me tighter and patted my back while I wept.

“You shouldn’t kneel for me Kerryn and I forgive you.
I hold no grudges against you.

I’ve always seen you as my little sister and I can’t stay angry at my own sister.

I forgive you Kerryn, I forgive you.” She said emotionally while I wrapped my hands around her, hugging her tightly.

I felt at ease, like a burden as been lifted up from my shoulders.

I felt really at peace.

“Thank you Monique. Thank you, I’m really grateful. You have a big heart and I’m happy I gat someone as kind as you are as my big sister.” I said with a smile as we disengaged from the hug.

She used her thumb pad to wipe my tears with a smile.

“It’s okay, stop crying.” She said and hugged me lightly.

“I have something to tell you.” She said, after I had stopped crying and we were sitting on the lawn grass.

“What is it?” I asked curiously as I stared at her.
She breathe in and out before talking.

“I’ve been in Mason’s house all these while.” She said nervously while I opened my mouth in aware.

“How?” I managed to ask bewildered at her out burst.

She took out her time and explained everything to me.
I was really surprised and dumbfounded, not knowing what to say…..

I was really surprised….
“Thank goodness you’re okay. Mason is really very nice.

He’s got a big heart like you and I hope you guys fall in love.” I said with a genuine smile.

She blushed lightly and stared at her legs feeling shy because of what I said about her and Mason falling in love.

I chuckled lightly and stared at her.
She’s so cute….

“Kerryn!!” Mom yelled from the sitting room as I tried to fix dinner for both of us.

She’s been really demanding, sending me unnecessary and tiring errands..

I didn’t answer her as I continued to chop the vegetables.

She yelled my name again but I ignored her.
She’s really been a pain in the ass.

Oh! And I forgot to mention, mom was discharged yesterday because she’s fine but not totally healed…

The doctor told me that the accident also affected her vocals and it might be temporary and it might also be permanent.. But I hope it’s temporary.

She’s finding it hard to talk and you have to strain your ears to be able to hear her clearly…

I wiped the tear that unconsciously slide down my cheeks with the back of my hand and continued chopping the vegetables…

Mom has really been tiring and making me exhausted.
Monique hasn’t visited yet.

Dad travelled out of the country again. He only paid mom’s hospital bills and left.

He left me all alone to take care of mom.
It hasn’t really been easy for me because mom isn’t making any effort in making things easy for me.

I was done preparing the food. I dished out the food and placed it on a tray alongside a glass of water and carried it to mom in the sitting room.

I placed the tray on a small stool in front of her.
She stared at me, clearly vexed…

“Why didn’t you answer when I called you?” She sulked.
“I was busy mom.” I said and rolled my eyes at her.

She hissed at me and picked up the spoon.
She scoped a reasonable amount of porridge and placed it in her mouth.

Her face went scrunched up as she spat out the food disgustfully.

“What is this you prepared? Is this poison or what?” She yelled angrily..

“Food of course.” I yelled back.

She’s always nagging.
“This is trash!” She yelled and flunged the tray of food angrily making the food pour all over the floor with the plate and cup broken into pieces.

I stared at her fuming in anger.
If not because she’s my mother I would have smacked her hard on the head.

Just then the door flunged opened and Monique walked in.
Thank goodness! I breathe in a sigh of relief..

She’s a life saver.

“What’s going on here?” She asked as she stared at the broken plate and cup and also the spilled food on the floor.

Everywhere was a mess.

“Why don’t you ask her?” Mom snapped pointing her index finger at me.

“She prepared poison all in the name of food.” She added angrily glaring hard on me.

Monique looked at me while I rolled my eyes.

I was really angry and mad at mom.
Always finding fault in whatever I do.

She’s on a wheelchair and her left hand is broken but is healing bit by bit but still, she’s always nagging.

She’s not helping matters at all.
I stomped out of the sitting room heading to my room.
I’m so angry right now!

πŸ’Ž Monique’s p.o.v πŸ’Ž
I cleaned the mess that was in the sitting room and made dinner.

I prepared some other dishes and kept them in the refrigerator.

I served Cass but she didn’t appreciate my effort.
She ate the food and I knew she was pleased but she didn’t voice it out but her expressions gave her out…

I don’t want her appreciations either.

Kerryn thanked me when I was finally done with everything.
I made Cass take her medicines and made her lie on the bed.

She later fell asleep.

I checked the time and it was past eight.
I decided to spend the night in the house.

As I made to take my bath, I got a call from Mason.
He sounded so down and weak.

He actually called and said he was sick.

I panicked as I quickly took my bag heading out of my room.

But he was fine when I left few hours ago, what happened?
I thought.

I waved Kerryn good bye as I hurriedly walked out of the house.

By the time I got home, it was raining already.
I got inside Mason’s room and I saw him on the bed shivering.

“Mason?” I yelped as I got to where he laid on the bed.
I touched his forehead and I shrieked in fright because he was burning up.. His body was hot….

I quickly went to get a bowl of water and a white towel.
I went back to the room and kept the bowl of water and towel on the bed.

I removed the duvet from his body and made his head to rest on my thigh.

I put the towel into the water and damped his forehead with it.

I did it continuously until his temperature had cooled down.

I prepared hot tea and gave it to him.

“Have you taken any medicine?” I asked as I took the cup from him.

“Yeah.” He replied weakly.

I hugged him to myself and used my palm to soothe his bare back.
His head was on my breast and my heart was beating faster than normal because of how he laid on my body.

After doing it for sometime, I brought down his shirt and laid him back on the bed.

I used a thick blanket and used it to cover him.

As I made to leave, he drew me back and made me lie on the bed.

“Stay here with me tonight.” He said sleepily, with his eyes half opened staring at me.

I gulped down nothing as I took my gaze away from his face.

Before I could say anything, he drew me closer and made my head rest on his chest.

I gasped and my face was starting to heat up.
Thank goodness the room isn’t very bright, else, Mason would have seen my flushed cheeks.

After hours of staying awake, I finally fell asleep.

I yawned lightly and I was about to roll to another side of the bed when I felt a hand around my waist.

I opened my eyes and gasped lightly as I saw the position in which we laid.

My head was on his chest, his hand on my waist firmly while my legs were on his body.

I gently unwrapped myself and stood up from the bed.

As I was about wearing my flip flops, his hand suddenly drew me, making me land on his chest.

I covered my mouth with my hand as I stared at him.

He pulled me closer by the waist making our face meet and our lips few itches apart.

“Thank you for taking care of me yesternight.” He said with a smile as he used his hand to tucked in a loose strand of my hair behind my ear.

“Huh, you’re welcome.” I stuttered shyly.

He smirked and stared at my lips.

Then slowly, he brought his lips closer to mine and before I could process what he was trying to do, I felt his lips on mine.
My whole went numb that instant.
I was surprised and shocked…

I opened my eyes widely as he deepened the kiss .
Not knowing what to do, I closed my eyes and gave his tongue entrance into my mouth.

I reciprocated the kiss as the kiss deepened…
It was slow, feverish and passionate.

Still kissing me, I felt his hand go down to my zipper.. I shivered at his touch.
I opened my eyes and gasped lightly…

I closed my eyes back and melted into the kiss…..
I wrapped my hand around his neck and kissed him back…

Still enjoying the kiss and not wanting it to end, I suddenly remembered,

I haven’t even brushed my teeth!!!!!πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚..

To be continued…

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The Virgin by Nuella Emerald

THE VIRGIN
[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]

Written BY: Nuella Emerald

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~ISABELLA’s POV🏡🏡:

” WHAT!?” We all chorused in shock immediately dad announced the theft of our treasured heirloom, the Emerald Stone.

Dad then feebly walks to the couch engulfed in grief and sadness, he just lost his priced posession due to my carelessness, his sadness can never be overemphasized. He cowers to sit then lowers his body as he buries his head in his palms.

” But how were the assasins able to get past security without the code.” Karissa asks and I immediately hid my face away from my family’s eye as I bit my lower lip in nervousness and the fear of how I’m going to be severely chided after my family learns of my careless actions occupied my being.

How will I admit that I’m the main cause of the theft of our heirloom? Dad will never forgive me, in fact he may disown me once he learns of it. I got drunk and had fun at the ball then ended up carelessly misplacing my purse at the expense of our Emerald Stone which is worth billion of dollars. How could I be so stupid?

” Isabella? Is there something we need to know?” Mum asks with an akimbo stance and a suspicious demeanor. Everyone turned and fixed their gaze on me immediately after mum’s question.

A cloud of intense high strung nervousness enveloped me as I contemplated on how I’d tell my family I lost the list of security codes.

” I lost- I lost the. . .I lost my purse contaning the list of security codes at the ball.” I summoned courage to confess and there was a vivid look of surprise on everyone’s face, especially mum’s.

” How could you be so careless Bella?”

” I’m sorry mum, I was drunk and carried away. I can’t even remember where I had lost it.”

” I saw her frolicking around with some hot dude. He must’ve been the reason why she was so carried away.” Karissa adds with folded arms.

” Your carelessness cost us the family’s heirloom, our pride, our prized possession. I expected more discipline from you Isabella.” Mum chides vehemently and I wince as the tone of mum’s now heated and furious voice lands on my skin.

” I’m sorry.” I whimper.

” You sorrys won’t bring back the Emerald Stone Bella. You threw away the pride of this family because of youthful fun? You disappointed me Bella.” Dad snaps furiously as he swiftly rises up from the couch pointing and looking at me in a stern manner. He then looks down at me in disgust then walks upstairs in the fit of his rage.

” Please calm down dear.” Mum pacifies dad and trails after him.

After a while of dead silence, Karissa takes a glance at the corpses then cringes before she walks upstairs but not without giving me a bad glare. Caleb walks over to where I stood and throws his arm over my shoulder then brings me closer to himself.

” Don’t worry kiddo. Don’t beat yourself up, mistake happen. It’s not the end of the world, at least your family is safe.” Caleb consoles me in solace as he rubs my shoulders with the arm thrown over it. I force out a faint smile amidst my tears and I nod. I turn and hug him.

He disengages from the hug then pats me on the back before going upstairs as well. Left alone with the metallic stench of blood oozing out from the corpses, I trudge feebly to the couch and plump myself unto the couch then let my tears flow down freely.

All this wouldn’t have happened if dickhead Zane didn’t send me that spiteful text at the party, I wouldn’t have agreed to dance and get wild with Ryder had it been he didn’t send me that text. It’s all Zane’s fault.

” Blame everybody but yourself.” A popular sarcastic saying pops in my memory and I sigh. I shouldn’t blame Zane for my mistakes, it was entirely my fault.

Not only has my carelessness cost us the family’s heirloom but it also left to the death of four innocent girls. Sigh.

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I stood by the glass rail that barriered the front terrace of my house. I had a blue mug containing hot coffee in my hand with my attention fixed on the brunette mailman walking from house to house with his bag filled with mail cards delivering maiils and packagaes. I occasionally looked away from the mailman to take a sip from my mug of coffee, after which I resumed the activity of keenly watching the mailman do his job dilligently .
….

The theft and assasination incident caused a deep scar on my mental health. Living at that mansion became hell for me, in fact my whole life became a total mess. I developed insomnia which was caused by the constant nightmares I had and they always involved those corpses; I can’t seem to get the image of those dead bodies out of my head.

I couldn’t be free around the house anymore because I always had the feeling that imminent danger was lurking around and someone may probably break into the house again and hurt me or worse. I became depressed because my heart was always heavied with the feeling of guilt as I continuously blamed myself for all that happened.

I spent two weeks at my family’s mansion after the incident. My family noticed my depression and had me see a therapist and a psychologist. I was told to leave the mansion and move away to a faraway neighborhood and engage in fun activities to get the trauma out of my system.

Well, it’s been three weeks since I moved out of my family’s mansion and so far so good, I’ve been gradually recovering from the mental trauma I was put into for two weeks. I moved into a two bedroom duplex in a serene new neighborhood in Manhattan and everything has been nice and smooth ever since.

….

I see that mailman heading towards my house and I furrow my brows. I’m not expecting any package from anyone neither any mail. My friends can never send me mails when they can easily give me a phone call or send a text, this isn’t 1960 for Christ’s sake! Phones exist. So why on earth will the mailman be heading to my house?

My doorbell rings and I assume it’s the mailman. I take a sip out of my coffee then hurriedly leave the terrace and walked briskly to the door to answer to the doorbell.

I dropped the mug of coffee in my hand on the side table next to the couch then I twist the door knob and open the door revealing the mailman with a cheerful smile on his face.

” Hi. Good Morning.” The mailman greets.

” Hey.” I replied with a smile.

” There’s a package for you miss.” The mailman states then reaches for his big bag them brings out a rectangular shaped case wrapped in brown papper with a bow on top and a tag sticking out of it.

Who must’ve sent me a package?

I collected the package from the mailman and then he brought out a small book and pen from his bag.

” Sign here miss.” He says and I put the package underneath my left arm then sign in my signature at the designated spot with my right hand.

” Thanks.” I appreciate him as he puts the stationaries back into his bag then he smiles in reply.

” Have a good day miss.” He bades then turns to leave. I shut the door then remove the package from underneath my arm and walk to the couch and sit on it.

I read the tag and find out the package was from Zane, what the fudge? The tag read “XOXO, love from Zane.” with a kiss sticker beside it.

I roll my eyes then tear off the ribbon and part of the brown paper followed as well. I tear off the remaining part of the brown paper revealing a small white box. Curious of what might be inside, I open the box to see a golden necklace with a heart pendant attached to it, my name crested on the pendant in bold italic calligraph.

I pick up the necklace and examine it, it looks quite expensive and of good quality. I noticed a note inside the white box as well. I huff and set down the pendant necklace on the couch then pick up the note and read it.

” I’m so sorry for the harsh words I said to you via text Bella. I was drunk that day and I didn’t know when I typed down that hurtful message to you. I’m so sorry for cheating on you my love, I cut ties with Ava completely and I’m only for you dear. I’m sorry for forcing you to have sex with me babe, I’ll never ever force you to do anything against your will again. Please forgive me Bella. I also bought you a necklace to plead for your forgiveness. I know it may mean nothing to you because you have so many necklaces and this one may not matter but please accept the gift. I was also wondering we could have dinner tonight by 7pm. I’ll be waiting for you at Leslie’s Restaurant, please come.”

That was the content of the letter, so cheesy right? I smile and shake my head then toss the letter aside. I chuckle then pick up my mug of coffee and resume drinking.

People always tell me that Zane doesn’t deserve me. I’m the daughter of a filthy rich mob boss and my closet alone is worth millions of dollars and he’s, well he’s just a currently unemployed freelancer. We’re in two different worlds and its funny how a rich chick like me fell in love with you know, him. He’s seriously lucky to land a girl like me.

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I walk into my closet and select a sky blue dinner dress that was knee-lenghted, it bared my cleavages and had a frilly bottom. I walk out of the closet with the dress in my hand then carefully place it on the bed.

I then go to my mirror and apply light makeup then combed my silky long hair thoroughly. I wear my dress and a sky blue coloured pair of wedge. I pick up a black clutch to match. I was ready to go.

I decided to accept Zane’s invite and go have dinner with him. I agreed to it only to hear what else he has to say and if he convinces me or his words touch my heart, I may forgive him and give our relationship a second thought. But if I’m grossed out by whatever he says, I’m going to formally break up with him and end our relationship.

I take a final look at my reflection in the mirror and I smiled at how good I looked. With that, I strutted out of the house and walked to the garage. I then entered into my car and drove off heading to Leslie’s Restaurant.

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Twenty minutes into driving, the whether and climate suddenly changed and a strong whistling wind began to blow, I knew it was going to rain anytime soon. As I had guessed, rain regan to drizzle and it started becoming hard to see the road because of the rain dropplets trickling down the windscreen coupled with the fact that it was already nightfall. Suddenly a round of rumbling, cracking and crashing sounds of thunder echoed and a lightening strike preceeded.
The drizzles increased with great intensity and metamorphosed into a heavy downpour.

All of a sudden my car stopped, right in the middle on the road. I repeatedly tried to start the ignition but the car didn’t kick-start Fuck, it must’ve developed a serious fault. But why does it have to fail me now, now that’s in night time and in the middle of the damn road.

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I’ve been seated in my stalled, disabled car for almost half an hour now and I’m literally hopeless. I tried calling my personal mechanic but there’s no signal because of the heavy downpour that’s still falling up till now.

I groan and hit my head on the stirring wheel. It’s night and it’s dangerous to be outdoors during a thunderstorm like this. Cars weren’t even plying the road anymore probably because of the rain.

I noticed a black motorcycle easing up behind me and I felt a feeling of fear for a split second but then it eased up to a feeling of relief, maybe this person can help me.

A tall and husky figure alighted the motorcycle and walked to my car. The feeling of fear crept it’s way back into my heart as I began to wonder why a man would alight from a motorcycle and start walking up to my car.

I flinched as I was jolted into reality by the sound of a knock on my window glass. It must be the motorcycle rider.
I swallowed nothing and wined down the glass to a little length, just to be able to talk to him. I didn’t go all the way down because I still had an opinion that he could be dangerous. I couldn’t even see his eyes, just his forehead and nothing else.

” Hi.” I yell loudly so he could hear me amidst the heavy rain.

” Is your car faulty?” He questions in a loud tone as well. Fuck yeah, why else would I be parked in the middle of the road at night?

” Yeah.”

” Can I help fix it.” He asks.

Okay, now this is getting weird. Why on earth will a stranger stop in the middle of the road and under the rain to help a girl he has never met before? Who knows, he may be one of our family’s enemies? This is probably the reason why mum and dad don’t let me go out at night, but I never listen to them.

What if this strange man was sent to kill me? What if he puts a bomb in my car and I die?

But on the other hand, I need to get out of here because it’s not safe so I’ll take the risk. If I decline his offer, I may be electrocuted to death by a thunder or lightening strike and on the other hanr, if I accept his offer, there’s a probability he has a bomb or a knife with the intentions to kill me. So as it stands, it’s either I die or I die. I love to gamble, so I’d take the 50:50chance of accepting this man’s offer.

” Yeah. I’ll be so glad if you can help me.” I yell and with the little movement the part of his head I could see made, I think he nodded in affirm

” Open the bonnet.” He tells me and I press the respective button and the bonnet opened.

He stayed there for a while, touching and fixing things or doing whatever people do to fix faulty cars and I just sat on the driver’s seat and watched, although I couldn’t see anything because the opened bonnet was obstructing me. I did silently pray he wasn’t a hired killer.

This man must be a very selfess person for him to stop his journey and help fix my car under the rain, cold whether and thunder strikes. So we still have good humans on this earth? Well, after some minutes, he shut the bonnet and walked to my window glass.

” Start the car.”

I turn my key and start the ignition and the car starts. I turn the ignition off the turn it on again just to confirm and it worked. What magic did this guy perform?

I wined down the glass so I could see his face and thank him for what he had done. The cat got my tongue immediately I beheld his amazing facial features. His deep blue sparkly eyes were one of a kind and his eyes match his brown side swept hair. His pink lips…damn; he was a handsome hunk. If I was able to see all these features amidst the rain, imagine how handsome he’d be in broad daylight. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a white T shirt underneath.

” T-thanks for fixing my car.” I manage to say after I found my voice. The truth is that I was mesmerized by his overwhelming features.

” Welcome.” He says and I wanted to thank him more by giving him some money. I turned and opened my glove conpartment then picked up my chequebook from it and closed it back.

” Let me thank you more by giving you this cheq-” I was stunned to see that the man wasn’t by my window anymore. I peered my head outside the window and saw that the man had gone.

Fuck, he’s gone. Just like that. I look through my windscreen and see him on his motorcycle riding away.

Who’s that man and why did he suddenly stop to help?
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πšƒ 𝙱 π™²πŸ‚ πŸ‚
𝑡𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 π‘¬π’Žπ’†π’“π’‚π’π’…Β©
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Guys I’m so sorry for a late chapter, I was a bit busy and I developed a headache.

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Should Bella just return home now that her car is fixed or hear what Zane has to say?
Who do you think the strange man is?
Do you think he’s a dangerous person? I mean how will someone just stop to help another person you don’t know?

Please drop your thoughts.
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The stares were so low in the last chapter so please can we do better?

Β©π– π—Žπ—π—π—ˆπ—‹π–Ύπ—Œπ—Œ π–­π—Žπ–Ύπ—…π—…π–Ί 𝖀𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝖽’π—Œ π–‘π—ˆπ—ˆπ—„π—Œ πŸ“š.

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Taming Mr Hottie

Taming Mr hottie
She’s the tamer, he’s the tamee

Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
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Chapter Two
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Theme: invisible
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😱 Ashton 😱

I licked my lips as I watched the sexy goddess walk towards us, I want her, I want her on my bed, screaming my name out my name loudly, I want to hear her moan my name.

“I see, Ashton Reed has found he’s next play thing, she’s a hot one.” Justin whistles and I chuckled, i use my hand to make my hair a little messy, and waited for the girl to come closer to where I was.

“Can’t I have this one Ashton, she’s one hell of a sexy goddess.” Andrew says, breathing out heavily.

“Nope, she’s mine.” I said in a gruffy voice, and then watch in shock as the girl, just walked right past me, not even sparing me a glance, what the hell, am I invisible.

“What just happened.” Andrew asked clearly also shocked, this is the first time in my whole life, a girl walked right past me and didn’t even at least smile at me, what the hell.

🌹Tamara🌹

I strode right past Ashton Reed, like he was a nobody, like he was invisible, I could feel his eyes on me as I passed by, I know he’s more than shocked, I’m the first girl to ever passed right Mr hottie, without even smiling at him. I’m a record breaker, I know.

Step 2: Make him feel invisible.

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Yayyyy, it’s break time, finally I can put my second plan in to work, I’m so excited.

I catwalked into the cafeteria, all eyes on me, thats what happens when you come to the cafeteria really late. The cafeteria sitting is devided into three.

The invisibles: Those are the nerds, the noobs, the unpopular ones, they have a special place reserved for them at the far back end of the cafeteria, let me tell you a little secret, that place is never cleaned by the cleaners, and up until now, I usually sit right over there but of course I won’t be sitting down there today.

The not so popular: those are the average kids, they are not so rich, but at least live a comfortable life, they sit at the ground floor, which is the cafeteria it’s self.

The popular kids: The popular kids are; Ashton, Andrew, Justin and then any girl Ashton or his friend are banging, they get lucky to sit in the popular table, which is right above the cafeteria, I don’t mean above, like it’s in the roof of the cafeteria, nope, I mean, another floor was built all because of the popular kids, Ashton could see the whole cafeteria and also any new beautiful girl that walks into the cafeteria, right from his popular table and guess what, that’s where I want to sit.

I went ahead to get a burger and a coke, then i looked around the cafeteria with my tray on my hand, there’s no empty seat, perfect. I grinned happily, and I strolled to the popular kids table, I could feel their eyes on me as I climb the stairs.

“Is this sit taking.” I asks Ashton, keeping a straight face. Once I smile at him, he will think, I’m interested in him, which am not, I’m interested in making him feel pains.

“Yes!.” “No!.” Both Ashton and Sophie yells at the same time, and Ashton glares at her.

“Is it a no or a yes, I’m kinda confused.” I said boredly.

“No, the chair it’s not taking.” Ashton says and I gracefully sits down on the seat. Oh poor Sophie, why won’t you just understand, that he does not need your pussy anymore, you’re and old story now, well she won’t be the first to hang around him even after a breakup, but you see what Ashton has vomited, he never goes back to it again.

I paid more attention to my burger and Coke and behaved like I didn’t know, all their eyes are on me. Ugh, to be sincere I hate the attention, I love been unnoticeable, but for my friend I’m going to endure it all.

“Hi, I’m Ashton.” I raised my head up and looked at Ashton in the eye, then went back to eating my food, totally ignoring him.

I could feel the mood on the popular table change, they were all shocked at what I did, I know right, I’m the first girl to ever ignore freaking Ashton Reed.

πŸ™ƒ Ashton πŸ˜•

My eyes falls on the new girl as she catwalks into the cafeteria, she’s so freaking hot, my eyes remained on her as she went ahead to get, a bottle of Coke and a hamburger, then she stands in the middle of the cafeteria, looking around, probably looking for a seat. Hmm, should I call her to come sit here, nah, I shouldn’t, she will sort out herself.

She stands for a little while before she starts heading towards the popular table, where I’m currently sitting. There’s no way she’s coming here right, everyone in this school knows, the popular table is for only the popular kids and those I allow to seat here, people like Sophie, though I’ll be getting her ass out of here very soon.

“Is this sit taking.” She asks and her voice, her voice, I could only imagine what it would be like if she’s right under me moaning my name, out of her sexy damn mouth.

“No!.” “Yes!.” Sophie and I yelled out, at the same time and I glared at her, how dare she say yes.

“Is it a no or a yes.” The new girl asks boredly.

“No, the chair it’s not taking.” I said smiling at her, and she takes her seat and direct all her attention to her burger and Coke, what the hell, hello there’s a hot guy sitting next to you.

“Hi, I’m Ashton.” I said, giving her my signature smile, she raised her head up, stared straight at me in my eyes, then went back to eating her burger. Did she just ignore me?

“I said hi, and I was thinking you’ll also introduce yourself and say hi.” She raised her head, take a good look at me, then yawned loudly before picking up her tray, and then walked away.

“Woohoo, it looks like the ladies man, have got some troubles with the ladies.” Justin whistles, fist bumping Andrew and I glared at him.

“She’s just playing hard to get, I will get her, just watch and see. That new girl, very soon, I’ll have her under me, moaning out my name.”

“I bet my car, you’ll never get her or actually get to hear her moan.” Austin says smirking, hitting his car keys on the table, and I grinned, now things just got more interesting.😏

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In The Dark

IN THE DARK
{ Being Lonely and Dumb }

BY EDOKPAYI SCHOLASTIC 🌹

β˜€οΈ CHAPTER 2 β˜€οΈ

πŸŽ—οΈ Introduction πŸ₯

🍭 EVA 🍭

My name is Eva Connor and I’m fifteen years old.

My parents and I lived in a quiet resident in New York.

My parents were super and filthy rich.

They were nice too and every parents a child would wish for.

I attend one of the best and prestigious school in New York.

I lacked nothing.
I was pampered a lot by my parents.

To them, I was their precious little darling.

I was their precious gem.

I was given everything I asked for and never for once did I wish to be in other kids shoes.

I was the envy of all.

I’m pretty, smart, intelligent and my parents are super wealthy.

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My parents and I loved each other so much. We were so happy and united together.

Dad came home one Saturday and was very elated.

He said he won a contract worth of 30 billion dollars.

That’s a huge sum of money!

My parents were very happy, I wasn’t left out either, I was happy.

That day, we celebrated dad’s success.

We ate, drank and made merriment.

But two days later, dad came home in fright.

He didn’t even come with his car.

Later at night, I eavesdropped on my parents conversation.

Someone was after dad’s life.

What?!

He had escaped death that afternoon.

I knew it was because of the huge amount of money he got.

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It became serious as dad came home one evening bleeding.

He was shot on his arm and immediately he got inside the house, he slumped.

Then, my parents decided that, we were gonna move out from our house and out of the country.

They were scared!

But the day we were supposed to live, my parents were murdered in cold blood in the middle of the night.

I watched the scene!

I saw it all!

But I was scared!

My parents had warned me never to come out because of fear of being killed.

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It became clear to me that the person who has been after dad’s life was his best friend and co~business man.

But he’s best friend was envious of him and killed him and my pregnant mother.

I ran to the basement and hid there.

I called the police and paramedics but Rex left before they came.

It pained my greatly!

My parents were murdered and I witnessed the scene.

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It was too hard for me to bear!

The sight was painful!

I vowed that no matter what, no matter how long it will take me, but one thing is for sure.

I’m gonna revenge on the death of my parents.

But I know if I should speak out now, I was gonna get killed.

And then, I thought of something to keep me safe.

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My name is Eva Connor.

I’m in the dark!

I’m lonely!

I grieve over the death of my parents!

Being in the dark basement is where I feel safe!

I’m afraid to talk now but I will later!

The best option for me right now is to be dumb!

My name is Eva Connor and I’m all alone in this world.

I’m in the dark!

I’m lonely!

I’m dumb!

I seek vengeance and I’ll definitely get it!

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πŸ˜”πŸ˜”πŸ˜”.

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