We all make mistakes in life. What would happen if you could reset your life's path? Will it be your authentic truth or a lie?
Denver Ricardo found himself just outside of Ricardo Saint-Claire. He stood looking over the town. Today he has turned eighteen years. He has woken with the odd feeling of dejavu that out there in the world he might have a twin…“You are just being crazy thinking a twin might help solve the fact that you are a loser and poor as dirt.” He thought about Lisa Klein, a popular girl who looked his way, He has been working overtime wanting to do something special for her but the thought about a twin keeps crowding his mind.“Why do I sometimes have the odd notion she…yes she might be in trouble?” he asked the air around him. His thoughts crowd around the city he was born in and what his general opinion was. This city is unique in a special way. He smiled thinking he was being girlish…Ricardo Saint-Claire is beautiful in its own right. He sometimes find it curious being named after a whole city. The days are hot in such a manner that you must complete your jobs intended for outside as soon
Joslin Ricardo felt the intense crowding of memories. She took time to conceal a part of her life her parents forced her to kill. But then are days when it all comes tumbling out. Her truth…will she ever settle into the hurt like knowing she has a twin but are not allowed near him. She even tried forming a bond with crazy creepy David…She swing back and forth in the hammock beneath the shady trees, her eyes closed as her mind wandered miles away, towards a different place and a different time. In her mind’s eye, she saw the silhouette of her heart, cast in shadows. Tears streamed down her face, twisted with sadness. Her heartache ran so deeply, it felt as though it would break into a million pieces. She was such a different person once she discovered the meaning of love. Then in the blink of an eye….Joslin felt the sadness wrap around her with such force, she was startled into wakefulness, gasping for breath and holding her hand across her heart. It dawn on her that she really was a
“I can’t wait to love someone.” Cathy Cole giggles to herself. She was raised as the princess of the underworld but currently her daddy was hiding her from the vultures. She doesn’t mind since her feelings are jumbled and very confused.The laptop sit in front of her with the page full of suggestions. She was bored simply scrolling through her social networking pages looking for something that might interest her. She subscribe to a couple of dating sites, but they all felt somehow insincere. The truth of the matter is she was lonely. She just turned twenty, having lived with a couple scars that she carried like a batch of reminders.While scrolling she found this piece of information simply liking the page before moving on not thinking much. Therefore, she goes through many profile pages before locking out not finding anything that interest her.She changes clothes before leaving the house rounding the corner heading to the garage where she found her bicycle. She love cycling and sinc
Cathy Cole looked at her most favorite photo she shared with her father. She kissed it before carefully putting it down. She carefully slipped from the Mansion without anything with her. The servants has to think she simply went for a walk.“Sorry daddy but this one time I am going to follow my heart.”The house and garden covered in shadowy darkness. The roaring of a motorcycle ended in front of the main door. The silent Cathy stands in front of the upstairs window looking down into the garden but especially at the rider climbing from the motorcycle.Once the mistress of the house vanishes from sight, Cathy turn away from the window, steps out of her clothes, pull on her bathrobe before she quietly open her bedroom door. She walks down the hall towards the only bathroom in this roomy two storey house. Since living here not once did she glimpse the mistress. She knew this was part of their silent agreement while making their final decision about the future.Nevertheless her privacy is
“Joslin, wait.”She turned, facing him. It felt as though she was on the edge of a cliff, about to be pushed.“We could have our past again. Give it a chance, Joslin. We were happy once. We could have it all again.” He reached for her hand. The wedding rings burned his finger.Joslin disentangled her hand from his. She moved bodily a little further away from him, never questioning her behavior but trusting her instinct.“No, we cannot, David.”She turned away, wanting to go back into the house, but David pulled her back roughly against himself; instant, unconcealed anger turning his face red.“You left me with no explanation. Why, Tessa?” he demanded, with growing aggression. It seems as if he cannot control himself now.“You know why. You gave me the reason. Besides, it was time that we separated anyway. In the long run, things would not have worked between us.”“That was your decision, Joslin. Not mine.” He started shaking her.“Let me go, David.” She knows only a call or scream fro
“Daniel Ricardo…why did you come to me in this manner?” Eliza Markovich carefully placed her pistol on the table between them. She knows she was being foolish but this was an action of trust. She is curious about the man.“I have a question I have been wondering for years. I just tried to kill Cathy and my daughter. The rage just suddenly burst from me.”“What makes you think I have the answer?” she narrows her eyes. Her past…Maybe…“Your obsession with her. Talk to me. You can kill me if you want but I want to understand. Who was Cathy Cole to you?”“Yes Daniel…who was she? What price did she made me pay in the end ... I trust my instinct. It is an intricate part of me. I can feel it like an invisible cloth hanging onto my skin, crawling beneath the texture, alerting me to something just not right. However, I didn’t listen…”Daniel sit down across from her.“Want something to drink? I am going to need this opening that door.”“Whatever you have.” He looked around only noticed the mos
Eliza just looked at him. She wasn’t really seeing him. She felt locked in the past. The words keeps spilling over her lips…“I am Eliza, I whispered because it just seems the normal thing to do. I don’t…” she sound very frightened.“Feeling the braver of the two I decide to do the talking. I am Eliza. What’s your name?Again, she looked away from me making me wonder what’s behind the headstone. Her pasty face turns back to me. I…I...err, don’t know. I whispered speaking as one but looking as two persons.”“What do you mean? Instinct made me jumped backwards. I was…there. We pointed somewhere beyond the headstone. I watched us move out of my sight. Frowning, I stepped forward, somewhere in the back of my mind I seem to start to forget I am in a graveyard. My whole focus now seems to follow the girl. I walked passed a couple of headstones avoiding eye contact with the crows. Their dark beady eyes follow me. Again, the odd notion appears in my mind that the crows know something, shaking
Leo and Lea managed to escape that castle-like place. They had decided between themselves to leave Bella behind. The girl needed too many explanations where they simply communicate silently with each other. They are young but that place changed them somehow.Both had been running since daylight. Their bodies was burning from the scratch marks inflicted by the cats. When they woke this morning, they knew something was wrong. Since they were in those tunnels the crazy cats scared them. They looked at them like they had opinions.“Lea…”“I am beside you Leo.”“Good we need to hurry.”“I know, that people is crazy.”The two renew their running. Briefly stopping to look back where they came from. The place was covered in mist that looks like creeping clouds. In tune with each other they faced forward.“Leo, can we rest?”“Yes but not for long. We need to find daddy or mommy.”“I know.” She went and sit down beside the tree beside the road. Once sunlight hit their skin, both felt like purri