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OUR TALE 💕💕💕
And you guys stopped reading 😩😩. Btw, I’m so done editing my stories. It takes time, like f-----g takes time 😂. So from now on, I’ll be doing that at the end of everything. Please show some love. And oh, I also apologize for the excess mistakes. I was really sick yesterday and I lost strength in the process of proofreading. I hope you understand.
🍩🍫OUR TALE 🍩🍫
🍫Dennis Et Sheila 🍫
🍩By Jessica Duru 🍩
I’m Dennis Wayne and this is my story…
You mean our story…
And mine, too, baby!
It was one snowy morning in Bristol town. Christmas was around the corner, and the air gleamed so bright and white. Mm… just few more days to go, I grinned, placing the pancakes on the table. Ooh, I licked my lips and began singing. “I love pancakes… I love pancakes…”
“And then she’ll say she’s not a kid.”
I gasped and turned around. “When did you get here? I mean… what are you doing here?!” I squeezed my face.
“The door was open,” My annoying jerk of a neighbor replied.
“I didn’t say how –“ I folded my arms.
“Ain’t you gonna give me anything?” He asked, and slumped onto the couch.
“Eww. Get your smelly butt off my couch.” I ordered as he laughed.
“Your couch? Seriously?” He laughed harder. “Like where’d you get the money to buy it?”
“From your d--k, b---h!”
He raised his hands to his mouth. “Bloody hell! She talks dirty.”
“Gasp all you want. Now get up!” I stormed towards him.
“Gee! Why do you always have to act like a guy?”
I snarled. “Fine! You can stay… all by yourself!” I sighed, and made to leave.
“And do you always have to leave, too?” He clasped my hand.
“That’s my name, baby.” He winked at me. “My, Santa’s gonna be really mad at someone for making the naughty list again.”
“Like I care,” I shone my eyes.
“You’re too silly, Sheila Bane.” He chuckled and poked my nose.
“Wimpy Hart? Ha! Is that the only word in your dictionary?” He mocked.
“Whatevs,” I stuck my tongue out. “Just go. I don’t want my parents meeting us here. And, eww, certainly not with you.” I continued.
“Oh, I’m not scared,” He shrugged, and inched closer.
I moved backwards. “Wh-what’ you doing? D-Dennis… Dennis –“ I felt my back graze the wall.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson, Sheila Del Bane.” A naughty grin broke out on his lips, he moistened them. “You’ve been such a naughty kitty this year.” He added.
I could hear my heart beating really fast. OH, God. What’s he up to now? I shook, and prayed the wall would just take me in. “Dennis,” I breathed and closed my eyes.
“Just stay still. It won’t hurt.” He whispered sweetly as a beeping sound came. “Oh!” He groaned, and pulled away.
I heaved a deep sigh, and my heart went back to normal. What a close call, I thought and wiped my sweat off.
“What?!” He shouted suddenly.
“Wh-what happened?” I shuddered, and moved closer.
“Mum just had an accident,” He said amid the call as I gasped.
“Oh my God!”
He ended the call and said to me. “I need to go.”
“I should come,” I spoke hurriedly.
He nodded, and we both rushed off. “Are you sure you’re going to go be able to drive?” I asked, as we headed for his Dad’s other car.
“I’ll manage,” He said.
He looked terrified and I could tell. Poor guy, I sulked and got in.
He got in, too, and kicked the car in motion…
“Where is mum, Dad? Wh-where is she?!”
“I said where is she? I need to see her,”
“You can’t, son. She’s comfortable.”
“Comfortable? Comfor… I mean, how can you even say such?!” His eyes shone. “My Mum’s lying in there and you’re saying she’s comfortable? And by the way, where the hell have you been?! Mum’s been calling you for weeks and you never cared to return her calls, or even at least pay us a visit. What kind of a father are you?!” He barked.
I was stunned at his sudden change of attitude, and also confused. I moved towards him and tried to calm him down, but he brushed me aside like I was invisible.
“Son… calm down. This really isn’t the best time to do this…”
“Not the best time?! It’s all your fault Mum’s in this condition! You know what, I’m going in.” He ignored him and gave the door a shove.
“M-mum?” He called, shaken. “M-mum? No, it can’t be… it can’t be,” He shook his head, and a tear broke free.
“Son, listen to me…”
“No! No, don’t touch me!” He yelled, and made for her.
I drew closer as my eyes met with the burnt figure on the bed. Mrs. Wayne, I froze as hot tears rolled down my face.
“Mrs. Wayne was a kindhearted woman, a loving friend, and an amazing mother and wife. She’ll forever be missed… and never be forgotten. May her humble soul be received in our Lord’s bosom. Amen.” Father Richmond concluded, and we echoed an “amen”.
“Thank you. Thank you.”
I sat in silence, watching Dennis father thank the guests. I wonder where Dennis is, I rolled my eyes and stood up.
“Where’ you going, young lady?” My Dad raised his brows.
“Dad, Mum, I was only wondering if I could check up on Dennis.” I said.
“Oh. Okay, hon. That’ll be better.” Mum approved, and dad alongside.
I caught a glimpse of him at the far corner of the grill and I couldn’t believe what I saw. Oh, this is bad, I shook my head and walked towards him. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked.
“Oh, Mum. Your baby’s drinking again.” He said drunkenly.
“Dennis. You know what, give me that!” I frowned and took the bottle from him.
“Oh, don’t be such a kill joy. Just one more drink, hm. Waiter… oh, Waiter,” He sang.
“That’s it! We’re going home!”
“Home? There is no home.” He spoke. “Dad’s off with his mistress… and you, mum, you’re the one suffering everything.” He sobbed, bringing his head to my bosom. “He couldn’t even take care of you, not even his own son. It’s all his fault. It’s all his –”
“D…Dennis…” I called. “Dennis, it’s Sheila.”
“What’s this rubbish?!” Dennis Dad bellowed from behind.
“Ah. Mr. Wayne.” Dennis chuckled, and looked up at him. “Come to yell at your son, huh? The one you call miserable and useless.” He laughed further.
“Son, you’re drunk. Come on, let’s go home…”
“I’m not going don’t anywhere with you. It’s your fault. You should have been there… you should have been there!” He ranted.
“Dennis, listen to me. You have to…”
“Just leave alone!” He thundered.
“Don’t you dare talk to me in that tone, young man! I’m your father, and I don’t care whether you’re drunk or not.”
“Ha-ha. My father?” He laughed. “My Dad will never abandon me.”
“Oh, be careful,” I joined the drama as I held him in place.
“Sh-sheila?” He squinted, turning in my direction.
“Yes, Dennis. It’s me. You need to go home… please. You don’t look so good.” I joined the drama.
“Sheila… oh, Sheila,” He fell into my arms and cried.
I couldn’t imagine things could be this way. Seeing him like this made me feel worse, and I just couldn’t watch while he broke apart. “You’re going to be okay. Everything’s going to be okay.. I promise.” I breathed, and gave his Dad a final look.
“Do you need anything? Do you want a cup of coffee? I could make you one, you know.” I said, curving my fingers.
“Oh, coffee’s a grandma’s thing.” He laughed weakly.
“No, I’ll do it. Just stay right there. I will be back shortly.” I said to him, and made for the door.
“Sheila,” He called, and I turned around.
“Mm? What’s it?”
“Thank you.” He said, and I nodded.
Days passed and we began spending time together; I began seeing myself not being able to stay without him, and then I remembered what Hayley said to me some months ago. Is this really happening? I thought to myself as I walked to his house. “Am I really having feelings for him?” I thought aloud.
“Having feelings for who?” A voice spoke behind, and I jumped.
“Oh, Gosh! How did you…?”
“I’ve got ears everywhere,” He grinned. “So who were you talking about?” He asked as his brows arched.
“Ah, no one.” I said sharply. Can’t believe he heard me, I breathed, making a fast move. “Where have you been anyway? You didn’t come home last night.” I changed the topic.
“Yeah, why? Are you the outing police?” He joked, and I frowned.
“I only asked. Humph!” I crossed my arms. Good job, Sheila. Good job, I smiled at a job well done, and raised a brow. “Think I didn’t see you two?”
“Ooh, someone’s jelly.” He laughed, and poked my ribs.
“I’m not.” I scoffed. “Who was she? Your girlfriend?” I questioned, eyeing him.
“Who?” He curved his lips.
“The girl from last night,” I shrugged.
“Oh. You mean Linda?” He chuckled, and I felt stupid. “I’m sorry, did I say something funny?” I asked, as he went on laughing. “God. You’re funny.” He said between. “Linda’s a family friend. What were you thinking?”
“Didn’t say I was, jerk.” I relaxed, a blush coating my cheeks.
“Come on. Let’s go inside.” He clasped my hand and whispered. “Silly pea.”
“Ugh! You’re so annoying.”
“That’s my middle name, baby.” He laughed and pulled me into his arms. “Linda and I just ate out. That’s all.”
“Okay,” I purred as he caressed my hair.
“Say, would you like to go out one day? It can be anywhere you want, you know?”
“Really?” I asked excitedly, and frowned again. “Oh, no. You’re just going to tease me again.” I sighed and pulled away.
“Come on, I won’t.”
“Promise?” I asked coyly.
“I promise.” He smiled and hugged me.
Months rolled by so fast and Dennis and I began dating. Every moment we had together was really precious… and I certainly did hope it wouldn’t end.
“Aww, what a happy ending,” Dennis smiled as I finished the Tale of the Nightingales.
“Like you were listening… and not making holes on me with those eyes.” I teased, and blushed.
“Will you blame me? You do know there’s no one else in this world that is as pretty as my lady.” He praised.
“Ha-ha. You’re always pulling my legs.”
“I’m serious,” He said, and leaned closer. “We won’t be needing this –“ He winked, taking the book from me.
“Oh, give me that, will you?”
“You’re so stubborn,” He laughed and graced my lips with a kiss. “I love you, Sheila Del Bane.”
“Aww, I love you more.” I smiled and melted into his embrace.
~THE END 🍫🍫🍫1+October 30, 2020 at 5:29 pm #1416613
EPISODE EIGHT – SECRETS 💢✍️
“Let me go, Friedrich… let me go!” Maddie Petrograd cried.
He held onto her hands and bound them to the bedstead “Stay still, now. It won’t be long.” A naughty grin broke out on his lips as he got in between her legs.
He took his belt off, ignoring her as he went into business, driving his hard head into her walls; a piercing cry eluding the air, as moans of pleasure took it all in.
She watched, as her 18-years old stepbrother grunted and t----t with lust in his eyes. It was one tragic night for her, and she wished it was never a reality…
“Wakey-wakey.” A voice rang happily, and a kissing sound came.
Maddie’s eye lids rolled open slowly and she tried to get up. “Wh-what did you do to me?” She muttered weakly. “What did you do?!”
“Oh, don’t be such a sissy.” He shrugged and got in bed. “Dad’s going to be home soon. So you better get dressed.” He caressed her face and made hickeys on her neck.
“Don’t touch me.” She whimpered.
“Mm. You’re really beautiful, Mi Amor.” He ignored her and went on.
“How could you?! What did I ever do to you?” She spoke in a tearful manner.
“Oh, be quiet,” He hushed and raised her chin. “Now, listen,” He started. “Don’t you go about telling anyone about this… not even that precious mommy of yours cause if you dare, I’ll make sure you don’t live to see another day.” He gritted his teeth, and she spat on him.
“Rot in hell!”
“You b---h… I’ll make you…!”
“Friedrich? Maddie? Where are you, guys?” A feminine voice called from downstairs.
“Ooh, mama’s home.” He laughed and put a finger across her lips.
She threw an angry stare at him, as he bit her lower lip. “I hate you!’
“And I love you.” He smirked and got up. “Get dressed.” He tersely said, and made for the door. What a drama queen, he shrugged and turned the handle; giving her a final look and stepped out.
Madison was a 16-years old brunet. Her father died when she was twelve and her Mum had to marry again. Her step dad was so kind, and he never for once treated her differently, making Maddie love him even more. His son Friedrich was just the opposite of him and she wished he wasn’t so different from his father.
“Hey Steph.” Friedrich greeted with a peck.
“Oh, son. How are you?” She smiled.
“Never been better.” His pretentious tone came.
“Is your Dad home?” She asked.
“Nah. Not yet.” He shook his head and turned around.
“Oh, Maddie. Come here.” Stephanie beckoned to her daughter, as Friedrich took the grocery bag from her.
“I’ll take that.”
“Oh, thank you.” She handed it off.
“Welcome, Mum.” Maddie greeted.
Her mother gave a welcoming smile and she wished to be in her arms at that moment.
“Are you okay, baby? You don’t look so…”
“I’m okay, Mommy. Just read all night.” Maddie faked a smile.
“Really, my love?” She eyed her suspiciously.
“Yeah, Mum. There’s no need to worry,”
“You know, Mum,” Friedrich chimed in. “Maddie’s being really hardworking these days. She even refused to watch a movie with me just so she could read.” He looked at her.
“Mm. My baby really wants to get those grades for mama.” Mrs. Wilson laughed and squeezed her shoulders.
“Heh.” Maddie gave a nervous laugh and pulled away. “I’ll go set the table now. Be back in a minute.” She hurried off, her heart beating really fast.
How was she going to tell her Mum that her stepbrother raped her? She sulked as a tear rolled down her face.
“Get yourself together, will you? You’re not the first girl in this world to be laid.” Friedrich’s voice startled her.
She turned in his direction, her fist clenched really tight as she flared, biting her lower lip so hard.
“Hey. Keep it down, you, or Steph’s going to hear us.” He tried to quieten. “And by the way, what would make you think I’ll stay away from such a pretty swan like you?” He licked his lips and drew closer.
“Now don’t you dare come near me, Friedrich Wilson. You’re a devil!” She snivelled and rushed out.
The next day, her mother and stepfather left for work, leaving her and Friedrich alone. It was a no-school week and there was no way she could go out. Not like she knew nowhere, but her Mum was really strictly when it came to that. She had no option but to lock herself up in her room and cry her heart out. I miss you, Dad. I wish you were here, her tears flowed nonstop, wetting her palms.
“Go away!” She yelled and buried her face in her palms again.
“I just want to apologize, Maddie. I know what I did was wrong. And I’m really sorry. I’m sorry I hurt you. Please forgive me. I didn’t know what came over me.”He spoke softly.
“I said go away. Please…!”
“Look. I’m sorry. Okay? I really am. And I… Ah! Maddie!!” He screamed wildly, inducing terror in her.
“Friedrich?” She called. “Friedrich…?!” She called again.
She panicked and got up, not hearing his voice. “Oh God!” She breathed and rushed towards the door. She quickly turned the door knob as a guffaw broke out. “No! No… No!!” She yelled and made to shut the door.
“You won’t get away from me, Maddie Petrograd!” Her stepbrother bellowed and kicked the door, as she lost balance.
“Friedrich, no. Friedrich…!”
He gripped her by her ponytails and threw her on the bed. “I’m going to teach you a lesson, my little s--t.”
“Friedrich… Friedrich…” She struggled, smacking his arms.
He pulled a knife out of his pants, and her eyes grew wide. “F-Friedrich… F-Friedrich…”
“Shut up!” He slapped her hand, and with the blade, cut open her top.
She cried uncontrollably, feeling the weight of the monstrous beast atop her.
“Now, moan for daddy, my b---h.” He grinned, and gave her pantie a sniff; the smell driving him crazy. “Oh, look how wet you are for me.” He ran his slick tongue on it and tore it off, finding her sensitive part as his teeth grazed it.
A high-pitched cry eluded her lips. And she watched as he had her way with her, leaving her with no choice.
She became the submissive slave her stepbrother wanted her to be. And as the years went by, she became a pro. And in no time… a stripper!
“You’re late.” Mrs. Wilson got up from the couch and eyed her daughter.
“Care to explain, young lady?” She arched her brow and raised her voice. “I mean, look at the time. It’s 4:15 in the morning and you left me worried here. What were you thinking?”
“Just lost track of time at my place of work.” She frowned and tossed her bag on the couch.
“Maddie, did we not talk about this? You working at that hotel isn’t going to give you any good. Your father and I can take care of you, you know?” Her mother said concernedly.
“I can take care of myself, please. Besides, I’m a full grown woman.” She shrugged her shoulders and took off her shoes.
“A grown woman?” Her Mum’s forehead wrinkled. “You’re only twenty, Madison.”
“Mum, can we not talk about this now? I’m really tired.” She made to leave.
“Hey… hey! Don’t you dare walk out on me, young lady or I will…”
“I already have.” She shrugged her shoulders and climbed up the stairs.
“Maddie… Maddie!” Mrs. Wilson called out to her and watched as her daughter left. My goodness! What has come over that girl? She wondered, and slumped onto the sofa.
Madison cried up in her room, remembering the rude remarks she made earlier. I’m really sorry, Mommy. I didn’t mean to talk that way to you, she drew her breath, her head placed on the silky pillow. I’m such a failure. This is all your fault, Wilson, she gritted her teeth and placed a hand on her belly. “Now what am I going to do? She thought, as a knock came on her door. “Just leave me alone!”
“Maddie? It’s me. I heard you come in.” Her stepfather’s voice came.
“D-Dad? Dad -” She quickly wiped her tears off and rushed to the door.
“Your Mum told me everything.” He started as he walked in. “You know, she’s kind of right. This work isn’t suitable for you I’m anyway. It can distract you from focusing on your studies, and not just that…”
“I know, Daddy but -” She gulped.
“What’s wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?” He asked, staring at her.
“No,” She shook her head.
“Well, okay. You know your mother and I really love you very much and we don’t want you making choices that’ll affect you later. You understand?”
“I understand, Dad. But I still know my obligations, too. And besides, I’m way past eighteen, but Mum doesn’t get it.”
“I know. I know. Just don’t be so hard on her, okay? She loves you very much. And I, too.” He smiled and kissed her forehead.
“Thank you, Dad.”
“You’re welcome. Now get some sleep. I know you must be very tired.” He said to her, and left.
Maddie thought about the things her stepfather said and shrugged them off. This was her life now and there was no going back, she made her decision.
She locked the door properly and made for her wardrobe; pulling it open, she brought out a mini box and made back to bed. She carefully opened it and rolled her eyes at the things enclosed in it. She took out her vibrator and a favorite p--n CD of hers and inserted the latter into her laptop. She lubed the head of the bulging vibrator, and with legs spread wide, began doing what she knew best.
Her adventure into the masturbating world started when Friedrich left for college and was barely available for her. She became a sex addict and could literally let in anything with just a point inside of her… h---y or not.
She waited for Friedrich to come to her room that morning but he didn’t, leaving her h---y still. And she was left with no choice but to go off to sleep, with only her imaginary friend keeping her company in wetland.
“Where have you been?” She questioned the minute the house was empty.
“Oh, there she is.” Friedrich made to kiss her.
“Don’t.” She frowned and put a hand between them.
“Awe. Come on. Don’t tell me you’re angry because of that.”
“I’m pregnant.” She released the bombshell.
“What?!” He shouted. “Didn’t you take the pills I gave you?”
“How was I supposed to know you were going to come in that night?” She eyed him.
“God! Maddie, I gave you them pills so you’d be taking them all the time.” He struck his palm.
“I’m sorry. Who’s the one always wanting it raw?” She clinched her teeth.
“Okay, okay. We got to think. We really have to think.” He paced up and down the hall. “Wait. Hold on -” He stopped, looking at her. “How am I sure it’s not one of those club geeks that got you pregnant accidentally?”
“You’re unbelievable!” She boiled and made to leave.
“Hey,” He held her arms. “Come on, baby, don’t take it that way. I was only teasing.”
“Then quit teasing and come up with a plan!” She spoke irritably. “This is my fifth pregnancy and there’s no way I’m getting rid of it.”
“What?! You have to.” His eyes grew wide. “You know fully well that we can’t have Mum and Dad know about this. And even if you went about telling them, they’re never going to believe you.” He chuckled nonchalantly.
“God! I can’t believe you’re this heartless.” She gaped at him. “Do you know the pains I have to go through, watching those scissors and clipping things cut through me? And here you are laughing like it doesn’t mean anything to you! Ugh. I can’t believe your attitude right now.” She sobbed and made for her room, as Friedrich followed.
“Maddie… Maddie, I’m sorry.”
“Just leave me alone!” She yelled and shut him out.
She never believed this day would come. The day she’d finally have to tell everyone the truth; about the secrets she and Friedrich have being keeping for so long. It’s all your fault, Madison. You should have run away when you had the chance, she cried bitterly as she blamed herself.
In no time, she got over it, and went back to her usual work at the casino.
“Hey girl. Table three’s waiting.” Victoria, a working girl said to her, as she wiggled her barely covered ass and gave her a wink.
She headed for the table and found two looking gentlemen already seated. “Hey handsome-s. Whatcha in need of?” She licked her lips and sexily pushed her butt up the table.
“You didn’t tell me you were bringing me to this kind of place,” The gentleman seated at the left whispered to his friend.
Madison gave a chuckle, hearing him as she inched closer, taking his collar in her hands. “You look a bit tensed there, love. Want me to rub it off you?” She licked his face and brought her strapless wear down with the other hand.
“Pablo, meet me outside!” Her new acquaintance got up, throwing a disgusting look at her.
She felt embarrassment flush all over her, as she watched him leave. This was one guy she didn’t know but she could tell he was different.
“Don’t worry about my friend. He’s just not used to all this kind of stuff.” His partner spoke.
“I… I’m sorry, but I’ll have to use the bathroom.” Her lips quivered and she hurried off.
She looked at herself in the mirror and saw an entirely different image she couldn’t recognize. I shouldn’t be here. I don’t belong here, she panted for breath and turned on the tap, sprinkling the warm water on her face.
She walked out again, a hand gripping her this time. “F-Friedrich?” Her eyes shone. “Friedrich, what are you doing here?” She questioned in an unfriendly tone.
“Came to check up on you. I missed you, you know.” He got behind her.
“I don’t need anyone checking up on me.” She gave her eyes a sharp roll and pulled away.
“Is that how to treat your baby Daddy?”
“Oh, now you know the baby is yours,”She gritted her teeth, and he gripped her.
“Now you listen,” He dug his fingernails into her. “If you dare utter a word about that thing inside your tum one more time, I will make sure you…”
“Hey! What’s going on there?” Someone spoke as the duo looked up.
That man, Maddie’s countenance fell.
“Heh. Nothing, bruh. We’re all good here. Right sis?” He looked at Maddie, as she gave a slight nod.
“Doesn’t look like it to me,” He drew close.
“I said we’re good,” Friedrich snorted and tugged at Maddie’s arms. “Come on. Let’s go home.”
“Hey, hey. Take it easy…”
“Or what?!” Friedrich tightened his fist and took a step forward.
“That’s enough, Friedrich. Please don’t make a scene.” She got in between them. “I… I’m sorry, Sir. Please forgive my brother.”
“Are you begging him? What’s his f-----g business anyway?!” Friedrich continued.
“I said… Take Your Hands Off Her!!”
“Say that again…!”
“Get off me, b---h!” He roared and pushed her roughly as she tripped and fell.
The whole place became filled with screams, as Maddie laid sprawled on the floor, getting the boys panic-stricken.
“She’s still breathing. Pablo, come here!”
“Maddie? Oh, non Maddie…”
“Take your hands off her! You’ve done enough.” The young man scowled and brushed Friedrich aside, carrying Maddie in his arms. Oh Lord. Please save her, he prayed silently, rushing out.
The hospital reeked so badly of disinfectant, with a whole lot of things gaining entrance into several nostrils. A beeping sound echoed in the room, as a steady breathing could be heard.
“Who is she to you, Mr. Sanchez?”
“Baby -” The door swung open. “Oh, my baby. OH!” An older woman rushed in, as two other people followed behind.
“Ah, you must be the girl’s parents.” Doctor Harry turned and moved his glasses a little.
“Yes, Doctor.” Mr. Wilson replied.
“Our son told us that our baby’s being rushed to the hospital, so we got here as fast as we could.” Mrs. Wilson breathed as she stared at her daughter with pity eyes.
Sanchez gave Friedrich a scowl at the sight of him, and he glared back.
“OH. Good. We were able to keep her stable, ma’am… and the baby, too. They’re perfectly fine.”
“T-the baby?” Mrs. Wilson’s eyes glistened in disbelief. “There must be a mistake somewhere, doctor. My daughter can’t be pregnant. Are you sure of this?”
“OH. I… I see she hasn’t told you yet.” Doctor Harry’s mouth tightened.
Friedrich grew pale instantly, and Sanchez threw a suspicious look at him. “Why so tensed, punchy?”
“Mind your own business or I’ll punch that pretty face of yours.” He hissed.
“Friedrich!” Mrs. Wilson hollered.
“Dear, take it easy. This is not a good time for this.” Mr. Wilson held her.
“Your husband’s right. We’ll still have to run some tests on her. We’ve done the MRI and it’s clear…”
“Some tests? Oh God!” She exclaimed, placing her hand on her mouth. “Will she be okay, doctor? Will my baby be?” She panicked.
“Calm down, madame. We’ll make certain that nothing happens to her.” The doctor reassured.
Mrs. Wilson stood at Maddie’s bedside, her hands clasping hers. “You must be the fine young man that brought our daughter here,” She gave Sanchez a look.
“Yes, ma’am.” Sanchez nodded.
“We really can’t thank you enough, son.”Mr. Wilson cut in, and Friedrich scoffed.
A smirk broke out on his lips and he averted his gaze. “Aunt. Uncle. I’ll be going now,”
“Awe. So soon?”Mrs. Wilson raised her head.
“Yeah, Aunt. But I promise to be back later. Hopefully, your daughter will be awake by then.”
“OH. We pray, dear.” Mrs. Wilson managed to say.
Maddie was able to regain consciousness in no time, and everyone was glad about that; Sanchez not excluded.
“Hey. You’re not sleeping, why?” A gently voice spoke as Maddie’s lips broke into a smile.
“I couldn’t sleep,” She sat up gently.
“I see. You feeling better? Talked with the doctor, you know… said you’ll be discharged at noon.”
“Really?” She happily asked.
“Uh-huh. And look, I got you something,” He showed her the bags.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have, Sir.” She gave a weak smile.
“OH. It’s nothing.” He chuckled. “I’ll just keep them here.” He motioned to the rack by her side.
“So how are you?”
“How am I?” He arched his brows. “You’re the one not feeling well, and yet you’re worried about me?”
“Of course. And also because I’m grateful for your assistance, even though you barely know me.”
“OH. Heh. You don’t need to thank me, you know. Just get some rest, okay? So you won’t be tired.” He adjusted the pillow for her.
“All right.” She smiled, and he rubbed her arm.
“Oh, I forgot. Where are your parents?”
“They went out to eat. They’ll be back soon.” She replied.
He rolled his eyes around and got up. “Would you like to eat something? I’ve got snacks here, you know.”
“Oh, yes, please,”
“That’s great,” He got up and took a cranberry juice and some ritz out of one of the bags. “By the way, you don’t need to call me sir. Adrian’s okay… since we’re friends now.” He smiled, and she did, too.
Maddie and Adrian became really close afterwards and he visited her more often. They were getting along pretty well, and sometimes when he didn’t come, she saw herself missing him.
On the other hand, Maddie was starting to turn a new leaf. And also tried her best avoiding her stepbrother. Even though he had his way of getting to her. He didn’t care about her or her health, and she saw him for what he truly was.
No one still knew about the real father of the child she was carrying, as she was scared Friedrich would end up carrying out his threats. She wondered when she’ll be free from this world of secrecy she was forced to dwell in and wished her unborn child wouldn’t end up getting caught up in it alongside.
You deserve the best, my dear, and I’m going to give that to you. Even though I don’t know how, she sighed, with her hands placed on her protruded belly. She began humming in the wind and allowed the warm breeze brush against her face.
“I knew I’ll find you here,”
She shuddered and turned around. “Adrian?”
“Hi Maddie,” His charming smile shone in the sun.
“Oh, Adrian. I didn’t know you were here. Have you been standing there?” She asked, a blush coating her cheeks.
“A couple minutes -” He walked towards her.
“Uh-huh. What are you doing out here, anyway?”
“OH. I just felt really lonely inside. So I came outside, so I’d take some fresh air.”
“Under the sun?” He laughed. “Do you even hear yourself?”
“Oh, don’t tease me, you. Let’s go inside.” She said, and led the way.
They talked and chatted happily in the living room, as a sudden question came. “Well, ahem. I hope you don’t mind me asking this, but who is the father of the child you’re carrying?” Adrian motioned to her stomach, and Maddie went dumb.
Her eyes shook rapidly and she relieved them a bit. “Um… well…”
“Hold on. Why are there bruises on your right arm? Has your Mum seen this?” He clasped her hand and scowled. “Who the hell did this to you?”
“N-no one.” She pulled away.
“No one? Then why are you talking through your teeth?”
“I said no one, Adrian,” She rolled her eyes. It’s really no one. I don’t want any trouble.” She bit her lower lip.
“Maddie,” Adrian called and stood by her side. “I want you to tell me the truth. And nothing, but the truth.” He stared deeply into her eyes.
Maddie couldn’t hold back her tears anymore as they rolled down her cheeks. “I… I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, Adrian. I can’t tell… I really can’t tell.” She trembled with fear.
“What do you mean you can’t tell? Who hurt you?” He asked gently, clenching his fist.
“I… I’m scared. I’m so scared. I can’t. I really can’t.” She sobbed, and Adrian pulled her into his arms.
He asked her to sit down and had her explain everything to him, leaving no details out. “What?! That bastard did all that and you endured it all?!”
“Adrian, please. You can’t have him know I told you anything or he’ll kill me,” She sobbed.
“Kill you?! What else did he say to you?” He questioned, eyeing her. “What else did he say?!”
“He… he -” Maddie stuttered and shook. “He threatened to kill my baby if I told anyone. I’m scared, Adrian. I don’t want to lose my child. She doesn’t know anything. She can’t suffer for the things she knows nothing of.” She went on. “Please promise me you won’t say a word about this to anyone…”
Adrian’s eyes glistened with pity as he wrapped his arms around her, telling her everything was going to be all right.
Adrian laid on the couch in his living room, thinking all about Maddie and what she had told him. He couldn’t imagine how heartless men could be. And he imagined the pain she’d being going through under the devil’s wrath. He didn’t just use her, he thought. He rough-handled her, and made use of her over and over again, he shook his head and sighed. “God! What is this?”
His mind went to the time he’d met her at the casino, and he remembered how innocent and gentle she looked from a distance, only for her to approach their table. He had sighted her that day and wondered why such a lady would be working in that kind of place. He breathed a sigh, picked up his car keys on the shelf, and stepped out into the evening light.
“Do you remember that girl we met at the casino some months ago?” His aching question came.
His pal Pablo raised his chin up and dropped his glass on the table. “Which girl?”
“Come on, man. You gotta think.” Adrian said to him.
Pablo went into thoughts and memories of that day came crawling back. “OH. You mean the girl we rushed to the hospital? Yeah. What about her?”
“Well, nothing. I’ve been wanting to tell her something, you know. But I feel it’s not the right time to -”
“Since when did Adrian Sanchez lose the guts to speak his mind?” His best friend raised an astonished brow at him.
“It’s not that, man. I just feel she’s got her own problems and I really don’t wanna add to it. You get, right?”
“Hmm. You’re really serious, aren’t you?”
“In a way,” Adrian shrugged.
“Well, man. If I am to tell you the truth, it’s better you do what your mind tells you… before it’s too late.” Pablo opined. “Come on. If you got anything that’s picking that mind of yours, you better let it out and start working towards it.” He suggested.
“But what if it doesn’t go the way I planned?” His countenance fell.
“Oh, man.” He rolled his eyes. “I know you really well. And I know everything goes your way. Any day… anytime.” He optimistically said, taking up his glass again. “To a successful plan.”
Adrian laughed and raised his’. “To one, my friend.”
The house seemed pretty quiet, apart from the noise that came from inside. Maddie and Friedrich were in the middle of a steamy argument again, as the latter went on insisting that only he raise decisions.
“What do you mean I can’t be with my child?!” Maddie questioned, eyeing him.
“It’s for your own good, Maddie. This could earn us millions.”
“You’re crazy. You want to sell my baby. And what?! Tell Mum and Dad that she died?” She gaped at him.
“Maddie, you gotta understand. I’m badly in need of cash, and this baby is all I need to hit the jackpot!”
“You’re delusional, Friedrich. What kind of a guy are you? You want to sell your own flesh and blood just because of s-some mere cash?”
“Well, I don’t care. And I simply do not care about you or that thing!” He pointed at her tummy. “As long as I’m the baby’s real father, I get to decide what I’d do with it.”
“It? God! You’re insane!” She spat as the door swung open.
“What did you say?” Adrian’s eyes grew wide.
“A-Adrian?” Maddie shook with fright.
“You animal! What do you think you want to do?!” Adrian rushed towards them, and grabbed hold of Friedrich.
The two began fighting and Maddie watched, terrified. “Adrian… Friedrich… please! Stop it! Adrian!” Her voice echoed, as tons of blows rained in the air.
“What’s going on here? Friedrich!” A loud voice bellowed as Maddie gave way.
“Mum. Dad. Mum -” She rushed into her mother’s arms.
Mr. Wilson headed for boys as he held them back “You two. Stop it! I said stop it!”
“Why don’t you ask your precious son, Dad?!” Friedrich yelled.
“Oh, yeah? Who was the one planning on hurting an innocent child?!”
“I’m the child’s legitimate father. So I got the right to make a decision about it…”
“What?!” Mrs. Wilson gasped.
“Maddie, is this true?” Her mother turned to her, as tears rolled down her face.
“I can explain, Mommy -” A frightened Maddie gulped.
“Just shut up, b---h. Look what you’ve caused!” Friedrich barked.
“Leave me alone!” He yelled and pulled away from his Dad. “You’re coming with me.” He glared and gripped Maddie furiously.
“Hey, hey. Where are you taking her?” Adrian made to hold him, as Friedrich drew out a gun.
“I said shut up!” He thundered and pointed the gun at them. “Now! If any of you try making a move, or even dare take a step forward, I will have no choice but to pull this f-----g trigger! You hear me?!”
“Son, please… son!” Mrs. Wilson cried.
“I’m not your son! I was never your son. My mother left me so many years ago and I don’t intend to have anyone replace her.” He spat.
“Son… Son, listen to me…!”
“Give me that!” He snatched his Dad’s car keys forcefully. “And stay back! I don’t want to fight you, too, Dad! I never intended doing this, but you leave me no choice -” His teeth clenched, and he pulled Maddie with him.
Maddie cried for him to let go, but instead, he pushed her into the car and got in, driving off in a flash, a cloud of dust hovering behind.
“Friedrich, please. Please stop the car. Friedrich!” She begged, her face turning red, and his barking voice eluding the air.
He took a sharp turn as he sighted Adrian’s car. “That son of a b---h!” He roared, picking up his gun, as he shut at it.
“Friedrich… Friedrich, don’t do this.” Maddie shivered nonstop, feeling the heat in between her legs. “Friedrich… Frie… Friedrich -” She breathed, clasping his arm.
“Get your hands off me!” He pushed her away.
“Ah-ah-aah!” A sudden scream broke out on her lips. “Ahhhh… Friedrich!” Her legs vibrated as she spread them apart.
Her stepbrother looked at her and she could see the disdain in his glowing eyes. He jerked the car to a stop, giving her a deadly glare.” This will be the death of you!” He cursed and pushed the door open.
He corked his gun and fired in the air, making towards Maddie’s side. “Get out! I said get out!”
“I can’t, Friedrich. T-the baby…”
“I said get out!!” He fired the gun again and pulled her out roughly.
Hang in there, baby… for mommy, she held onto her belly as she felt the contraction get worst. “Friedrich….! Friedrich…!!”
Adrian got out of the car at the sight of Maddie struggling to breathe. “Friedrich, listen to me. You don’t want to do this,” He raised his hand.
“And why do you think I don’t want to, huh?!”
“I know… I know there’s no way you’d hurt your own blood. Please just leave her be,” Adrian inched closer.
“Father? Father, I’m sorry…”
“I know, son. Just drop the gun. I’m here. I’m here -” Mr. Wilson drew closer.
“Son, listen… you don’t want to do this. I know you and I know I didn’t raise you to be a murderer…”
“I’m sorry, Dad. I’m really sorry I failed you.” He said, giving Maddie a final look and aimed the revolver at his head.
“Friedrich… no -” Maddie’s faint cry came and her eyes slipped shut.
It’s being a year and the horror of June, 1995 still haunted me like it was yesterday. Hannah was growing really fast. I could still see him in her… the man that nearly destroyed my life. I missed him, though. But all the same, I’m really glad I found happiness in the end… if only my past wouldn’t be my daughter’s future!
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EPISODE NINE – GHOSTED
She’s human… he’s odd ‼
So odd, and not so sure what he is ‼
“Aiuto! Qualcuno mi auiti per favore… per favore!”
>>>Help! Someone please help me… please!
Tired feet ran through the woods in the dead of the night, and loud breathing rang. The strong malodor of smoke and awful stench of burnt bodies ruled the night, while ouzels danced in the gray clouds.
“Qualcuno? Mi aiuti per favore. Aiutemi!”
>>>Anyone? Please help me. Help me!
A loud laughter erupted as the black birds hovered low.
“Non ti tirerai indietro da me,”
>>>You will not get away from me,
“No per favore. No!!!”
>>>No, please. No!!!
A piercing cry came, and was… no more!
I never really thought about how things were going to be when they went extreme. I wasn’t the religious type, and I certainly wasn’t a believer of anything. Unlike my older sister who was at Romania studying.
We had moved to Italy a month ago all because my Mom’s new job didn’t give us much of a choice. I was transferred to a new school immediately, and some boarding school at the heart of Viterbo didn’t waste time acknowledging my transfer.
Viterbo was one place I never looked forward to living in; a city harboring all kinds of things and fairy tales read only in books and known to be Gothic… just like my Dad used to read to me when I was little.
Dad was Italian, while Mom was pretty much a Romanian. I took after her mostly. And Dad, well he died of cancer few years ago, leaving us three. Big sis took after him in all ways: His eyes colour. His smooth auburn hair, and also the way he walked. We all missed him so, but all the same, life still goes on.
” We’re here,”
“Yay, us,” I muttered sarcastically, and gave a slight shrug.
“You okay there, babe?”
“Yeah. Perfect.” I pushed the door open.
“Ooh. First day’s always exciting, isn’t it?”
“Tell me about it,”
“Weird -” She looked at me. “You say something, now?”
I shrugged my shoulders again and threw my head in her direction. “Definitely not.”
“Good. Now let’s go.” She pushed hers open and got out.
My eyes made a thorough scan of the gigantic school building, remembering how beautiful my old high school looked, with pretty garden flowers gracing all sides.
“Ain’t it a beauty, hon?”
I scoffed and looked at her. “Mom, rhis place looks horrible,” I added, “Just take a look at the gate. Who paints a school gate red?”
“Ha-oh. So the school gate’s your problem, huh?” She asked with arms folded.
“It’s just not the gate, mother. I miss my old high school pretty much. My old friends. Romania even,” I said coyly.
“I know, baby. But you know Mom’s got plenty of work here, and you know there’s nothing she can do about it.”
“Yeah, yeah. Journalism and stuff. I’ll go grab my things.” I sighed, and made for the back of the car.
“I love you,”
“Mom!” I frowned. “Seriously. Everyone’s watching,”
“Then you should be proud that you’ve got an amazing mother like me.” She laughed, and drew closer. “No hugs? You’re going to make me cry if you don’t do so,” She whimpered playfully.
“Oh, fine.” I reluctantly gave in.
“I’ll see you soon, all right?”
“No problem. Love you.” I heaved a sigh and finally let go.
She helped me fully pack in, as they allowed her, and in no time, we were done with everything, and I had to bid her goodbye.
I joined my new classmates, and the teacher introduced me to everyone and had me take my seat at the middle row.
“You must be the new girl,” A flashy blue eyes girl said to me. “I’m Celeste Barese.” She offered me her hand.
“Liv.” I said laconically, and clasped my hands.
“OH. So um, you’re new here?”
“Isn’t that obvious?” I rolled my eyes at her.
“Heh. Well, enjoy the rest of the class. Welcome to Galena Academia once again.” She said, and went back to reading.
“I saw that.” came another voice.
I turned around, giving the whiskey brown hair girl a glare. “And you are?”
“I’m Lorraine. Lorraine Aguel.” She said to me.
“I don’t care.” I shone my eyes. “Why don’t you mind your own business?!” I huffed, and averted my gaze.
“Humph! Some girl,”
I heard her say, and I felt irritated at once, as my fingers clenched the table. Now breathe, Olivia. Breathe, I tried to calm myself.
The door to our class swung open, and a snazzy, gray hair guy walked in. My, oh, my. If there isn’t anything I haven’t seen in years? I admired his glowing skin and prayed he’d notice me.
“Don’t waste your time doing that. He never talks to anyone,” The blue eyes girl spoke again.
“Didn’t I already told you not to -” I pinched myself. “Sorry. It’s just the new environment tensing me up a bit.” I faked a smile, and held my breath.
Her red lips shut, and she gave a nod. “I understand. But we can we be friends, right?” M
“Why not?” I gave a slight shrug, which I’m sure she didn’t notice.
This school was really getting on my nerves and I definitely couldn’t wait for the semester to be all over.
I kept stealing glances at the prince charming, and couldn’t help but wonder how such a guy could have all features. God! He’s so cute, I blushed hard, giving him a final look as our eyes met.
I was disappointed when he didn’t return my smile but got up instead, walking out of the class. Unbelievable, I scoffed, and boiled. No one’s ever done that to me. I’m always the catchy type. I felt my rage increase, and I got up instantly.
“Where are you going to?”
“Um, to pee.” I lied, wiggling free from her grasp. “Be back in a minute.” I said, and hurried out.
I followed and watched, as he disappeared into the other side. Sneaky, I shook my head, not giving up. I was curious to know what he’s being up to, so I had no option but to follow him, finding the place he had taken empty. “That’s weird.”
“What’s weird?” A voice startled me.
“Oh gee!” I exclaimed, turning around. “You… you… you startled me -” I stuttered, trying to regain my breath.
“One advice. Stop following me!” He said coldly.
“I wasn’t -” I made to talk, but he walked away before I was able to complete my words. So rude!
I walked back to class, feeling a little disappointed, and furious at the same time as I hoped he’d be there so I could give him a peace of my mind. “Where is he?” I clenched my fist and walked to Celeste.
“Who again?” She asked with a confused expression written on her face.
“That guy,” I curved my lips. “You know, the one that sat over there for first period,” I motioned to the back seat.
“OH. Oh, you mean Franco Gonzalez?”
Franco. So that’s his name, I made a swift thought, my cheek turning red. “Anyway, don’t bother.” I made to sit, and the two of us got talking.
He didn’t come back later on, and I wondered why. Maybe he’s avoiding me. Or maybe, just maybe…”
I bumped into someone as my books came falling. “Are you -” I stared into two similar eyes. “H-hi,” I said nervously, as his lips remained shut. “Are you not going to apologize?”
He made no utterance and left. “Humph! Some attitude he’s got.” I scoffed, and picked up my books.
I looked back again and saw no one, a low groan eluding my lips. I shrugged my shoulders, and began heading for the cafeteria.
“Hey. Over here,”
I caught sight of Celeste as a faint smile broke out on my slightly moist lips. She was seated with three others, and I could tell they knew each from the way they talked.
“Guys, meet Liv,” She introduced.
I said hi to them and sat down. “Actually, the name’s Olivia. Olivia De Gatto.” I introduced in full.
“De Gatto?” The boy in their midst spoke up. “Are you royal or something?”
“You wish.” I laughed and placed my food on the table. “You from Italy?”
“Fantastisch.” I spoke in a German accent, and he gasped, with widened eyes.
“Beeindruckend! Du sprichst Deutsch?”
“Ja,” I affirmed. “I can speak German.” I replied in English, as Celeste and the girls watched.
We gave a slight chuckle and began talking. The two girls introduced themselves as Flores and Antoinette, and we became friends.
School was pretty over and we all had to go back to our respective hostels. Celeste was in the same block with me, while Flores and the rest had to leave for theirs, leaving Celeste and I to go to ours. I rolled my eyes at the tall buildings that stood like pillars on each sides, making the scenery a bit creepy for me as I imagined them falling like Jericho mighty wall Dad used to talk about.
“Where do you come from?” Celeste’s question came.
Do you have to ask, I mumbled, and looked at her. “Romania,”
“Really? And you’re really fluent in German?”
“Uh-huh. My Mom’s a journalist. So she can speak mostly all languages. Even I.” I said with pride, as we took a turn.
I got to say I was starting to enjoy talking to her, but I certainly couldn’t wait to be out of this itchy white uniform.
We talked and walked for some minutes, and as we were, I caught a glimpse of someone at the far side, and my countenance fell. “Um, Celeste. I really got to go,”
“Mm? Are you okay? What’s with the face? And why are you in such a hurry?” She questioned simultaneously.
God. This girl talks too much. “Just don’t follow me, please. I’ll see you later.” I said, and began moving, not looking back.
I really wanted to know this guy, and it did seem like he didn’t want to be followed. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I didn’t see him anywhere, and I was certain it was him I saw. “Who’s there?” A gasp escaped my lips at the sound of footsteps approaching.
I sharply rolled my eyes, looking back and forth, only to realize it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. I breathed a sigh and started moving again, as I noticed my breath get heavy.
The back of the school looked really worst, compared to the front as some musty old rags and sacks hovered on the line. I stopped for a moment, looking backwards again at the sound of a human feet, as I tried to relax, trying not to get terrified. “Hello? Is anyone there? Franco? If really it’s you, why don’t you come out and quit playing games?” I grew furious.
I listened, hoping someone would answer, or him at least as only the wind whispered. I sighed, giving up instantly, and gave a final scan of the scenery.
“Didn’t I tell you to stay away?” An angry voice spoke, as a hand gripped me.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” I stammered unstably, staring into two bulging coloured eyes. “Y-your eyes -” I froze, as he released me. “T-they’re red,”
He stopped, his face turning pale. ” You should go. I don’t want to hurt you,”
“But I only wanted to…”
“I said go! Get out!” His snorting came, and I trembled with fear.
I’d never felt like that in any way, and I certainly couldn’t believe how my shaking feet could carry me till I reached my hostel. My breath still wasn’t back to normal, and I sat lost in thought. “No, it can’t be,”
“Hmm?” Celeste looked at me, with her eyebrows raised.
She averted her gaze, and back at me again, like she had clearly read my thoughts. She dropped the book she had in her hand on her bed and got up, moving towards me.
“What?” I looked at her.
“Nothing. But gosh, you look like you’ve seen a ghost or something. Is there something you’re not telling me?” She eyed me thoroughly.
I bit my bottom lip, giving it a slight lick as I thought about what to say. “No, I’m fine. I just miss home, that’s all.”
“Are you sure? You know you can tell me anything now we’re roomies?” She sat down beside me.
My hands were still shaking from the experience and I bet she could notice. “You don’t have to worry, Est. Come on. Go back to reading,” I gave a smile and picked up my book.
She gave my laps a slight rub and headed back to her bunk. I took off my shoes and laid down, having no energy to get up again as I fell into a deep slumber.
“Wake up, sleepy head. It’s almost time.”
A soft moan escaped my lips and I got up sleepily. “Almost time for what?”
“Time to eat, silly. My. You really slept a whole lot there,” She laughed, as I gave a yawn.
“I did?” I blinked. “Wh-what’s the time?” I asked in a hurry.
“My goodness!” I exclaimed, looking down at my school uniform. “Oh, gee. I haven’t pulled this yet,” My eyes widened, and I yawned tiredly again.
“Oh, I don’t blame you. You sure are new to this.” She chuckled and got up. “Come on. I’ll wait for you.”
I pulled my hair into a bun after I was done changing and we began heading for the dining room.
Halfway out, we saw Flores and Antoinette, and we exchanged pleasantries as they tagged along.
We had dinner of bread rolls and hot chocolate, and we all headed back to our hostels.
“Okay, guys. Buona notte.” Celeste and I bid them good night.
“You were awfully quiet when we were eating. Did something happen?” Celeste questioned.
I gave a slight shrug and mumbled unheard.
“I said I’m fine -” I gritted my teeth and my ears twitched. “Do you hear that?”
“Hear what?” She moved her eyes.
“There it is again,” I gasped and listened.
“I’m not hearing anything, Liv. Come on, you’re scaring me.” She shivered, moving to my side.
“Come to me, Olivia. Come,”
The voice echoed, and I began walking in the direction.
“Olivia? Olivia, where are you going?” Celeste called to me, as I ignored her.
I went on walking, the voice leading me to a dark corner.
“I don’t like this, Olivia. Please let’s go,” Celeste pleaded.
“Shh. Listen,” I signaled to her, hearing a vibration, like the sound of a chainsaw jerked to life. “Someone’s here.” I breathed.
“Olivia -” Celeste whispered and clasped my hands tight, as a shadow emerged on the wall. “Olivia!” She shrieked, shutting her eyes.
I was frightened as she was, and I really wanted to make a run for it, but then all this would have been for nothing. “Who’s there? I demand you show yourself!” I spoke firmly.
The shadow grew bigger, and disappeared all again. We heaved a sigh and watched a little furry creature pop out in front “Aww, so cute,” I smiled, throwing Celeste a jeering look. “It’s only a bunny, you. You can let go now.”
“Thank God. Can we go now, please? Lights out few minutes to go.” She spoke, the sweat on her forehead glistening at the sudden reflection.
“Ah!” We yelled, holding it each other.
“My, my. What do we have here?” A dark figure stepped into the light.
“Mrs. Culottes?” Celeste gasped.
I tightened my mouth at the sound of her name, and tried so hard not to let out the chuckle that was wanting to break free.
“Wandering, are we?”
“Um, we weren’t wandering, ma’am,” I broke in.
“Good. Now you two had better go back to your rooms and quit making a noise with those silly flip-flops you’re wearing.”
“Oh, they’re pretty expensive,” I folded my arms, and Celeste hit me. “What?”
“Now you two… go sleep!” She humphed, and off we went.
The minute we were out of earshot, we began laughing and high-fived.
“I know, right? You should have seen her face when she told us-” I stopped, staring at the flickering bulbs as they all went off.
“The lights!”We panicked.
“But they shouldn’t be going off by this time,” Celeste muttered breathlessly.
“Oh, calm down, will you? Gosh. You’re such a baby.” I teased, taking her hands off me, as heavy footsteps trudged towards us. “Who’s that?!” I squealed, feeling goose bumps flush all over me.
“Now who’s acting like a baby?” Celeste mocked.
“Ah!!” A sharp scream filled the air, and I heard Celeste no more.
“Celeste? Celeste!” I called, rooted, echoing her name. “Celeste…”
“You’re next!” A voice hollered, and I uttered a loud cry.
“No! No, please -” I began running; slipping and falling, and picking myself up again, as the darkness blinded me, with hot beads of sweat flushing my skin.
I yelled and panted heavily for breath, taking a sharp turn as I continued running. He was getting nearer and I could feel it. I caught glimpse of a figure silhouetted in the dark, and I screamed louder, slumping onto the hard tiles. I felt helpless as I watched him grip my neck and drive a knife through me. I let out a sharp cry and with that, breathed my last.
First time I’m writing a story not fully in English 😳. Please guys, how is it? ↜(Ψ▼ｰ▼)1+November 2, 2020 at 12:50 pm #1417027
It seems like you guys are losing interest in this particular story line…. If you still want me to continue posting, just comment a “hey” and if I don’t get one, I’ll stop… 😓😓😓1+November 3, 2020 at 10:59 am #1417218
Just a tease 😂
🌩️😵Always a Mistress, never the Wife 😵🌩️
Rated 18 🔥🔥🔥
Like what the f--k? 🤯😤
🎶She’s real bitchy 👄;
🎵F-----g h---y 💦
🎶Slutty bossy 💅
🎵Smoking hot 👙;
🎶She’s controlling 🎭
🎵Bing bang rolling ⚡
🎶Always s-----g 👅
🎵 Dripping wet 🍑💨
“Y-yes, Mistress,” A boy of about twenty appeared in the living room.
His hands were shaking, as his eyes glistened and rolled
A seductive smile appeared on his Mistress’ lips as she rubbed her laps, slowly pulling her skirt up. “Do you know what I need, Bradley?”
“Y-yes, Mistress,” His voice cracked.
“Goody. Cause what I want now… is for you to eat me out like you’ve never had -” She gave a chuckle and trailed her fingers to her wetness, giving it a slight tease.
The poor boy gulped and walked towards her, getting on his knees, as a soft moan eluded the air at his touch. “That’s right, baby. Eat that out for Mama!”
My name’s Andrea Jennson. I’m almost forty, but still not married. I never wanted to be with any man in particular, and I enjoyed the fact I was having fun being single. I was bitchy and had already slept with many men than I could count and still looked forward to doing more. My slutty life began when I was in highschool; the day some unknown guys raped me on my way home. And from that day on, I swore never to value anything again, and my journey into the world of lust began. And thus, my story begins ‼️
…Was actually thinking of uploading the full story, but I’d pretty much like to hear from you guys… 😇
Just in case… I need 100 views, more comments… to unlock 💓🔥
Can I count on you? 🤗🍒1+November 8, 2020 at 6:49 pm #1417844Daniel EdemMember
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