Ken's jaw dropped. It was Miranda who tried to seduce him and now she was screaming for help? He tossed her to the floor like a piece of paper and stood up with clenched fists."You bitch!" He cussed with his nostrils puffing hot air.Before he could blink, Charlie was already in the room and had rushed to Miranda's aid. He helped her get off the floor.She got up on the floor while sobbing, she pulled Charlie to herself and immersed him in a hug while Ken watched with astonishing eyes.She quickly slipped behind Charlie as he began taking steps toward Ken to address him."Did you just try to rape my girlfriend?""Rape?" Screamed a shocked Ken. "It was your girlfriend who came to my house and was crying over how you tried to rape her and suddenly, she jumped on me and began to act silly."Charlie broke into a wicked laugh and Ken couldn't be more stunned. He charged toward Charlie and tried to get Miranda to move out from her hiding spot."Tell him the damn truth Miranda!"She didn't
So were you able to get hold of the video?" Walter demanded.He was sitting opposite Charlie in a bar. They were having a drink of whisky and it was a few minutes past 10 pm.Charlie grabbed his glass and raised it to his face. "I didn't collect the video." He replied.Walter sat up with a surprised expression. "What the hell bro? That's the evidence you need to pin that bastard once and for all."Charlie smiled and wiped the corners of his mouth with the edge of his palm. "What do you take me for Walter? A jackass?" He broke into a laugh.After he shared the incident that unfolded in Ken's apartment the other day, Walter had expected Charlie to take over the video from Miranda and have it uploaded to the student's blog. It's been twenty-four hours since the incident and Charlie still didn't own the video."So what are you going to do?"Charlie threw his back against the chair. "It was Miranda's idea to seduce Ken and I liked the idea so after she told me about it, I gave her my bless
We have a test tomorrow!" Ken hinted. At that moment, he needed all the excuses he could make to be free from meeting with Miranda that night.His phone speaker filtered her giggle and he couldn't be more irked. Was she making fun of him?He sighed and rested his back against the wall, waiting for her to speak while he kept drowning in the pool of suspense."You know I love you right?" came Miranda's voice.Ken shook his head. It wasn't what he needed to hear at that moment."I'll do anything for you Ken and as long as you are willing to cooperate, we won't have any issues." She maintained.nKen's brows furrowed in annoyance. Wait till I find my way out of this mess he thought and waited for her to spill out all she was harboring."Since it's late and we both have to study for tomorrow's test, We can cancel the meeting." She said.Ken's heart leaped with joy. Finally, he'll be free from the web she was trying to lead him into, maybe for the height because like the devil, he knew Miran
Come with me!" Ken instructed Jane and took the lead. She followed him to one of the open-space restaurants on campus.As usual, they settled for the last booth. There were no customers in the last row so Ken felt that it was the right space to open up his heart to Jane."Do you want to place an order?"Jane shook her head in disagreement. "I won't even have a glass of water until you tell me why you've suddenly turned into Miranda's puppet.Ken positioned both his hands on the table, looked Jane straight in the eyes, and said. "She's blackmailing me.""Ok..ay!" Jane slurred and dropped her textbook on the table. She raised a brow in confusion, hinting at Ken to say more.He cleared his throat loudly and continued speaking. "Miranda showed up at my apartment one night. She was looking terrible, had no shoes on, and was frightened to death." He paused and shook his head. "If I had known that it was all a ploy, I wouldn't have let her in."Jane was paying keen attention."So I allowed h
"Pick up the damn call" Charlie muttered under his breath with a clenched jaw.He had been calling Miranda severally but she wasn't picking up her calls.There was a problem. He knew it. Miranda was the kind of girl who usually used silence to communicate her problems.Charlie shook his head and decided to give her one more call. She had better not ruin his plans else he'll vent out his frustrations on her.Again, she didn't pick up the call. With a frustrated sigh, he plunged the phone into his pocket and stepped into his car.****She slapped her bag on the table, crossed her legs, and slumped on the chair with a long face.Charlie, who guessed that there was a problem decided to hit the nail on the head. "What's the matter?""Nothing!" She mumbled and turned away, maintaining the long face.Charlie had been blowing up her phone. He even threatened her with a text message so she had no choice but to show up at the restaurant.He stretched his hands to the table in his bid to hold he
Charlie threw his head backward and drank the whole content from his glass in a gulp. He pressed his eyes against each other as the whiskey made its way to his system with closed eyes.He propelled the class to the bartender and motioned for another shot. What he needed was a drink. It was noon.After leaving Dr. Gerald's office, Charlie drove straight to the bar after concluding that a drink might ease his tension and at least make him feel better because the rage heating up in him could set the campus on fire. The bartender passed him the drink and Charlie didn't waste any time washing it down his throat. He let out a clumsy belch and pressed his eyes against each other, feeling its soreness. He knew that he had to be mindful of the quantity of drink he was shoving down his tummy else he might drink into a stupor.The clicking of footsteps inside the bar toward him caused Charlie to place his third glass on the counter. He turned around. Charlie sighed and turned around after noti
"Get away from me!" Cassie shooed Ken away after a smirk.He had just opened the door for her after she hit the doorbell. He was about to immerse her in a hug but she declined.They haven't met up in a while. Their interactions were based on phone calls and text messages. Ken was juggling between work and study while Cassie was away.Cassie resumed school last weekend. She had been in Boston for the past two weeks.Ken moved away from the door with a chuckle. He had invited her to his apartment for a movie night. He missed her jokes and was in dire need of her warm company.She made her way to the living room and crashed on the twin couch. She rested her back against the chair and fixated her gaze on the chandelier."Did you change those?" She asked pointing at the gold-colored chandelier.Ken smiled and settled next to her. He changed it that morning. He had known Cassie to be the kind of person that always pays attention to details."Next time you want to make any changes, you need
She roved her eyes around the area. Charlie knew she was wishing someone will pop out and come to her aid but there was no one coming.Charlie had always been a brutal man and she that if she doesn't put on a good fight, he might get his hands on the evidence.Without taking his hands off her, he forced her to drift backward and the moment he released her arm, he went for her bag but she quickly pushed and turned away.She clenched her fists, stationed her left leg in front, the right behind, and was ready to defend her evidence.Charlie was taken aback by her show of confidence. He had always known her to be the girl who was timid and clumsy but suddenly, she seemed to develop wings. He couldn't just figure out when.He was done trying to get her to play along. "I'm asking one more time. Hand over the damn phone else..."He was still speaking when she interrupted. "Else you are going to kill me? Isn't that what to are known for? You just go about killing people?" She fired.Charlie t