The weather was cool and pretty much at a soon to be freezing temperature yet Seth seemed to be hot.He wiped off something that trickled down his forehead, maybe sweat, but it turned out he had only imagined it.Normally, he wouldn't be feeling so uncomfortable around his grandmother in law but the way her gaze never left him caused him to feel that way. Why was she looking at him like that? Was she lost in thought? Was she trying to read something off of his face? And most importantly, why was Phoebe taking so long to come out of the hospital when all she needed to do was to invite her sister to join them for breakfast but not to convince him if she said no and was being adamant. “Uhm…” he nervously started. “What do you think is taking her so long to do? I mean I wonder if she is still trying to talk to her sister or she is already eating without us.”“I know right? I wonder too.” She responded in a very plain manner. He no

"Officers," Seth said, moving to stop the officers from speaking back to Grandma. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves with words." He stated and the younger looking officer from back then cleaned something off his ridiculous looking moustache. He must do that a lot, what with the manner in which he wiped his moustache. The elder police officer then cleared his throat while holding up a file. "So," he said in his gruff and screechy voice. "It says that your family has been going through some domestic fights?" He asked again and grandma rolled her eyes at that. "Oh my God!" She exclaimed with an eye roll. "Who the hell told you that?" She asked with a mean voice, looking at the police officer with an icy glare. "I would advise that you keep quiet ma'am and speak only when you are directly spoken to, and that, only answering the questions you are asked. " The older sheriff responded and Grandma gave another eye roll while Gloria moved uneasily towards her. "Maybe you should let t

The sound of the birds chirping in the distance, announced the break of morning. Stirring in bed, Phoebe sat up, rubbing her eyes and adjusting to her surroundings. It was 6am, and she barely got enough sleep, her mind was invaded by thoughts of Seth and his welfare, ridding me of all the sleep I tried to get. She doubted if he was given anything for dinner, she mused to herself, throwing the duvet off her body and springing out of the bed. Heading straight for the bathroom, she took the time to carefully strip herself of all clothing before getting under the shower, letting the water run over her body as though in an attempt to wash away the guilt that had consumed her all through the night. He should not be there in our place. “But he willingly volunteered to, didn't he?” her grandma's voice sounds in my head, contradicting her entire thought process. “I will find a way to get him out of there,” she declares solemnly, drying her body with the towel and applying lotion all ov

Ending the call with Sebastian, his heart finally settling after the call. “I have faith in him. He is a total tech genius and would not leave traces of anything.” Seth said to himself, swaying his head in thought. Hiding the phone back in the boxer briefs he wore under his trousers and returning back to his cell room, the officer waited by the door. “What took you so long,” The officer sneered, holding the cell door open for Seth as he reached. “You really don't want to know the deets,” he grinned, holding eye contact with him, watching as he retreats his eyes away from him, dragging his eyes to now focus on his boots. Seth could not make out the colour of the sky, there wasn't a single window provided and the doors were always guarded. The only sign of a brand new day that Seth could detect, is the distant chatter from the other prison cells. Alerting him that is day break and time for us to get up, even though he barely got enough sleep. “Seth,” the officer calls from outside

"You are where?" Sasha screams into the phone, her voice peeking out of the phone. She was barely able to get a chance to congratulate Seth on his release and now they were back in the prison? See just could not wrap her head around what was happening. It was happening all too fast and my head was already dizzy from trying to put things together. "Police station Sasha," Marlin snorts, "and will you quit screaming in my ears? My ear buds are bleeding at this point," "I am sorry,"she pleads, " but you know you could have just avoided the fight with for Pete's sake..I hope you did not injure him," "Are you calling for me or for your delusional man?" He snorts, growing irritated by the mere sound of Sasha's voice. "I can't help it,". She sighs into the phone, "but I am still concerned about you tho," "Whatever," he hisses. "But why did you get into the fight in the first place?" She probes, still unable to wrap his head around the fact that Marlin had just dropped her off a