We had rode and rode through the sandy road as the afternoon sun heated up the bus, sweating and anticipating the sight of the beach even though we didn't know where it was. We don’t even know if we are going the right way – at least we are going at all
This journey reminds me of the journey that got me here and how I wondered if the experience was worth the long journey and yet even in returning I couldn’t wait for the journey to end“guys” I call their attention “isn’t the length of this journey familiar?” they all laughOlivia smacks her lips “well, I for one... I was excited but that excitement turned to fury when the cab man wouldn’t talk to me” Olivia saysThelma claps “the snubbing cab man, I thought I was the only one”“he did talk to me eventually, I didn’t keep quiet” I boast. Beaming at myself“wow, I don’t even know what his voice sounds like” Olivia complains and we laugh“he also asks me what if the ghosts haunting the village was real” I say“wow, he did. You don’t listen do you?” Rose jokes“maybe he didn’t want to convulse to death so he avoided any conversation with either of us” Thelma suggests and we nod along“except Bell of course” Olivia adds“I don’t like being ignored” I say “it was either talking to him or thinking of Jeffery. Which would you prefer?” I say sweetly and Tony grunt beneath me“well, they wiped off the sad memory that lead me here so I was ok with not speaking to him” Thelma said“Tony was grunting in passive aggression as to why I dragged him here, we fought countless times through the journey” Rose says and we all laugh. I pinch Tony’s cheeks softly and he leans forwards and pecks me on my lips and everyone awwns at us. I didn't expect that“can you guys not. The temperature here is already high” willow says and we all laugh, something hits us from behind and the car jerks forwards and continue driving after struggling to gain balance“what was that?” I ask and Harper shrugs. The hit happens again this time with more force and we jerk even harder and Harper steps on the accelerator“let me check it” I say and roll the window down, Tony doesn’t loosen his grip on my waist as I stuck my head out and see a car riding behind us – no three cars!! Where did they came from? and if they wanted to bomb the island why are they here? To make sure we die?A bullet fired in my direction and I immediately withdraw my head “three cars! They are armed!”Harper steps harder and the bus speeds up “I heard the gun” he stammers. The cars drove behind us and we started to hear the tires squealing closes on the rough sandy ground, like they are beside us“why are they just chasing?” I ask“they are looking for kill shots, that is why they fired at you” Tony says“so no one survives, they don’t want to bomb the island yet” Thelma says“they will catch us at this rate!” Harper yell “everyone hold on tight!” I turn and hug Tony tight as every other person hug each other and Harper cuts right in the same speed knocking the car beside us until the car screeches behind us – wild guess thoughThe car stumbles into the woods running down the sloppy, unleveled forest. We jerk and jerk as the car bounced and bounced hitting on branch after branch and hopefully not turning overNext thing we know, the car had collided on a huge tree trunk. The burnet snaps up at the glass in front which shatters in effect. Everywhere goes dark by the minuteA flash of blurry lights hit my eyes and dims down again, the throbbing pain in my head slowly increases and a banging sound erupts in my head, I raise my hand to hold my head but my arm hurts too so I let it lay still. The light comes back clearer and leaves again“How many more are still alive?” I heard Harper sayI struggle to open my eyes but my whole body aches and I grunt lightly, a hand scoops me up into some huge body, the scent is familiar so I sniff harder and it is mixed with smoke and blood – blood! I shoot my eyes open but it only slowly breaks apart and I am looking at Tony, there is blood on his head and his arm has a deep cut that is bleeding. I gasp and try to get up but he holds me down“stop, you are hurt” he says“where?” I manage to say, my whole body aches so I cannot pinpoint where exactly is hurtingHe looks at my head and smacks his lips reluctant to answer my question “just stay still, we are trying to get the survivors out before they figure out how t
“we need to move” Harper announces. The sun is kissing the hills now, its red light dimming by the minute making the forest darker and the shade from the trees aids this A day ago we would be wary of the shadows but with them gone we only have to worry about the group of men aiming for kill shots at us Sincerely, this is a lot scarier than the shadows. At least we had a fighting chance against the shadows and now? Even Willow has lost his weapon – imagine that He walks over me and takes out some white handkerchief from his pocket and gives Tony “tie something on that”I really should look at the mirror at this rate because the way everyone is looking at my head feels like my brains are out and Tony is already talking like he is scared for me. I smile weakly at Harper and he smiles back before hurrying to the othersTony folds the hanky and places it on my head, his rips out his inner shirt and wraps it over the hanky on my head, hitching it behind my head He fastens it tight
The interior of the ship is a definition of luxury, from the wood brown furniture to the white beddings and curtains Inside the boat are four long couches arranged around a round center table. A curtain opposite where we entered from covering a king sized bed with white beddings and a brown wood frame structureThe inside smells of strawberry and mint and the cupboard has shelves with spare towels, toothbrushes and robes Beside the bed area is a bathroom, with an oval bathtub and a waterproof curtain. If anything, this cruise boat is the highlight of my stay in this island. Would you look at that? I don’t know Harem but this?The pain in my head suddenly disappears as I look through the boat, even the tension of waiting for them to leave had completely disappeared. I need a cold bath and to sleep on an actual bed and I didn't need get back to civilization to experience all these. I love my lifeI sink into one of the couches rubbing myself against the smooth fabric and beaming
“that day, Rose had ran out of the bar when I was out. I looked for her throughout the bar and surrounding parks and when I didn’t see her, I went to her house… the door was open so I rushed in and found some men taking her, I saw the face of one of them because he didn’t have it covered When they saw me, I ran away and they chased and chased me until they caught me… A blow to the head and blank blank” Tony narrates and we nod. We were able to find some edible snacks on the shipI don’t know how long it had been but I do know that we didn’t have to wait with anxiety, instead we decided to use that time to bond since we would have to go our separate ways when we get back to civilization It is really sad though but I have learnt not to use the uncertainty of the future to stain an opportunity for good memories.Talking about our families and how much they will be happy to finally reunite with us, that is…when we have torn down this organization The boys on the other hand had no
Its morning in France, the duplex vacation house on the hill reflects the sun away from the lawn The huge sized swimming pool at the back yard is blue with sit outs in pairs of twos lined up in one side of the pool and a huge fence on the other. I come out from the bathroom in a white robe and my wet brown curly hair falls on both sides of my shoulders.I get to the dressing table and with my finger collect a little potion from the cream can and apply on my legs. The flat screen television behind me has a blonde American woman on it“the increased rate of suicide within the country had pushed the government to consider closing the Sheetan bridge since it is considered the place with the highest record of suicide attempt over the past year. In comparison, other countries has reported growing rates of suicide attempts also and social media has been proven to be one of the major cause of suicide so the union government has decided to draw the lines on things permitted online”I appl
This is me, Bellatrix. I like to go by the name Bella, and I also like my hair newly styled, mustn't be over a week! I visit my nail salon every week, too. In fact, I am just done with this week's manicure, obviously on my feathery purple gown with a little ruffle on my shoulders running across my breast, low enough to reveal just a little cleavage and keep his mouth watering. He loves how purple contrasts with the warm beige skin tone I worked so hard to keep even. My steps would have been just like a runway model if I wasn't carrying a heavy cake and my heel was not an inch too high; I was supposed to practice this yesterday. Ugh - anyway, I won't let that get to me. I didn't forget to lace my small lips with reddish-purple lipstick. So loving how it matched my heel! His apartment is on the sixth floor of the high-rise building in front of me, and the few minutes’ walk from the garage is already hurting my foot, but no, I still need the bright smile to complement the exoticness of
Miss Bellatrix, a close friend seeing me right now would say that I am a skeleton of my normal self. It wasn't my first time as a 19 year old to have been on a long boring ride, most times it was outside the city with my friends for what I would always prefer to call 'unwinding’. Particularly because my mum can be a reporter when it comes to prying into my private life This time I ride for hours not knowing exactly where I am headed, my bright blue flower patterned dress in contrast to the gray color of the seat’s leather. I did spare sometime for a good make up, blood shot red lipsticks and pink blush complimenting my warm beige skin tone. Who knows who I'd meet in this 'God knows where’? The image of Jeffery with the pudgy junior from college flashes through my head, I shake it off with a sneer and my squeezed face lightens as I stare absent minded at the roof of the cab. How would I have known that the business proposal he got during the holidays at his Uncle's was in fact a girl
The day I saw my boyfriend cozied up, I don’t remember driving but the next thing I know I am at home scrolling through our pictures and crying, I broke a few frames and rubbed myself against my bed. Blur blur blur and next thing I am scrolling through my social media handle and deleting our couple video. Then an ad pops out. It says Stop watching the game, be in it That was enough to spark my interest, clicking on it and in no minute I am in a site, too lazy to read or observe the complicated features and the image of what looked like two ghosts. I simply scroll until I get to some bold writings that said: all you have to do is uncover this mystery and lay the twins to rest to save the village “What twins?” I muttered to myself, scrolling back up to see where the story started. I read In a faraway town, surrounded by nothing but hills and trees, hot like in the summer and the rains never wet the floor, a woman married to a ruthless man lived in the only mansion in the town, her hu