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Age nineteen Chapter twenty-five
Mr skanda's POVIt was a brand new day. It was nine days left for me to fix my mistakes, or forget about them.I drove in my car to Julianne's. The sun was still rising when I got to her place, it was a few minutes past seven. I rang the doorbell, and the little boy answered."Hello, good morning sir." He stood in front of me, still wearing his pajamas."Good morning boy! How are you doing?" My thoughts raced back to my conversation with his mother yesterday. She said he was deaf and dumb. But wasn't he the one who just greeted me?Has he been feigning to be deaf, and dumb all along, or was his mother lying to me? It had to be either of the two."Very well Mr. Skanda. Thank you!" He smiled at me. He appeared so comfortable around me.His mother appeared behind him a few seconds after he gave his response."You came earlier than I imagined." She giggled. Her long hair that I admired the day before was strapped firmly with a scarf. She was putting on nightwear just like my wife. I could
Age nineteen Chapter twenty six
Mr. Skanda's POVI stood from the sofa and stretched. I walked to the main door and shut it. And then I headed for the backyard. My heartbeat was fast, and I perspired. I was a nervous wreck. I didn't know what exactly I was scared of, but I knew I had a feeling that something bad was about to happen."Helloooo!" I screamed into Julianne's bedroom after I turned the knob. No one responded."Are you there?" The silence responded.I walked in. When I turned to my left, she was still there. Like she has always been.I swallowed and kept walking. When she and I had come here years back, I came to this bedroom with her. It was in this bedroom that we had that affair that led to the pregnancy. Her bed was still the same, the 32 inches bed, with lots of memories made on it. Happy and painful ones. The picture we took together after I won the track race competition. Her study table was intact, it wasn't dusty. Books were scattered on it. Her bed was well made. The abstract painting we both bi
Age nineteen Chapter Twenty seven
Mr skanda's POVShe took her outer clothes off, it didn't take her a minute to do it. That was after she had removed her heels, and flung them away. And then, she joined me to watch the show."It's a good show." She drew closer to me and rested her head on my chest. I was breathing heavily, I did not subscribe to any of this. All I wanted, was to get to Julianne's grave. I had so much faith that if I could get to her grave, she would speak to me. I kept my eyes on the screen, my brain worked like a clock. There had to be a way out."Yes, it is." "I hope you weren't bored after I left?" She rubbed my shoulders."No, I wasn't." My eyes were still fixated on the screen."Okay, Skanda." She sat on my lap. She wasn't waiting for me to say a word, or to say my opinions, all she wanted was me. All she wanted to do was devour me. She ran her hands down my chest, and slowly began to unbutton my shirt seductively."Mrs. Sophia, please! I'm your husband's friend. I shouldn't betray him in this
Age nineteen Chapter one
I sat on one of the brocade-colored sofas, by my mother's side. My relationship with my mother was nothing to write home about. Even though I looked just like my mother, our characters were quite opposite. I had her brown hair and her cute black eyes. I also inherited the brightly colored pink, and thin lips from her, her youthful and rosy cheek was also evident on my face. Some people suggested that if I got older, I would be the same height as she was. And definitely, as curvy as she was. In literal terms, I was a younger copy of my mother. The only thing I Inherited from my father was his temperament. I was as beautiful as my mother and as cool-headed as my father. My mother, unlike my father, who made a joke out of everything, got irritated even by what others thought was funny. She nagged at my father and despised spending time with him. If my father were home, I would be with him In the garden or his bedroom. But my father was out of town on an emergency business trip. And my
Age nineteen Chapter two
For the rest of the night, I couldn't sleep. I was up, trying to figure out the riddle. Whatever was going on, had claimed the lives of my sisters. I needed to think of a way out, or in three weeks, I would be dead too. Three weeks! It hit me. I would be nineteen in three weeks. I stared blankly into space, but no solution was forthcoming. Slowly, I reiterated the riddle, but it refused to make any sense to me. I grunted. Maybe I would have been able to think straight if it had not been for the bitter thoughts that kept on through my mind."I wish I could tell dad." I sobbed. I was left on my own, to figure out a riddle, of something that I knew nothing about. Although I knew he might be able to help, I was mad at my father too. "He isn't who I think he is. He was supposed to be my best friend. How could he keep something like this from me ?"The following morning, I was up by seven a.m. subconsciously, the first thing that came to my mind was the happenings of the previous day.I tr
Age nineteen Chapter three
The drive from his school to my house took me half an hour, as the traffic had gotten busier. It was always so within the hours of eight am to ten am. I packed in the garage after I got home, and rang the doorbell. When no one answered, I turned the knob to the aging door, and walked in. "Mom?" No answer came."Mommy?" I mimicked the child-like manner that I had used to call her when I was much younger. Yet, there was no answer, so I headed straight to the basement. My intention for calling my mother wasn't to announce my return but to make sure the coast was clear.I threaded down to the basement, an underground structure that my brother and I had stumbled on a few years ago when we were playing hide and seek. He had insisted that it was haunted. He pleaded with me that I should stay away from it, but not being a believer in ghosts, I ignored him. I went behind his back and attempted to break into it, but it was securely locked. I made countless attempts to break Into it, but when n
Age nineteen Chapter four
The room was bleak, cold, and completely dark. Cobwebs lingered in every which way, and antique furniture layered with dust sat perfectly arranged in the room. Cautiously, I walked farther in.The only sound I could hear was myself breathing. I wasn't so sure I still wanted to go on, but I had to. The witch girl had said it was a matter of life and death. ", you can do this." I reminded myself. Once inside the room, I became aware of how dark it was. I knew there would be a light switch in there somewhere, I just needed to find where it was. Slowly, I placed my hand on the wall, looking for it. I ran my hand through the wall, moving from top to bottom, then adjusting my standing position and searching again. I had spent fifteen minutes doing that when I realized that I was wasting my time. I turned my flashlight on, I had completely forgotten that I had my phone with me. The bright light scared the darkness away. Not too far from where I stood, I could see the light switch and was de
Age nineteen Chapter five
I slept off earlier than I had planned to, I had mulled until I fell asleep. I presumed what my life would look like if my sisters were still alive, I visualized how it would be for me if I wasn't able to break the curse. The disappointment that would be on Annabel's face, the trust they all had for me would flop. I sighed. I knew time was ticking, but I didn't know what to do. My mind was blank. I lay on my bed, while my thoughts traveled to the future and the past until I had answered the call of nature.The following day, I was woken up by Kain. He had come knocking on my door, he wanted to let me know that dad would be back in a few hours. "Kerah..."He pushed the door open, and without waiting for my response, I answered subconsciously. I was sleep-talking. "yes?" Then he stormed into my room. I sat up, everything still seemed blurry to me, I rubbed my eyes with my right hand. "Kerah, guess who called, that he would be coming home today?"I stared blankly. I had never been good w