Natasha's povI believe that my dad felt differently towards me from that day forward. He still liked me compared to my siblings, which I knew for sure. And it was because of one thing, my academic prowess. That was the only thing that qualified you to be on dad's favorite list. Less than 5 months after we returned, my mom lost her mother, our grandmother. This was my first experience of losing a close relative, I did not know if I felt sad or not, I guess I was just neutral. One of the things I might have forgotten to tell you about myself is that perhaps I am strong-hearted for I do not show my emotions. If anything, I would rather lick myself up and cry in my room than have anyone else see my pain or tears. It is safe to say that I rarely cried, escort of course on very rare occasions. Unfortunately, this was not one of those rare occasions as I did not share a tear as my grandmother was being buried. I had to be dragged out of there by my mother as other relatives and people p
Eloise's povWhat do you see when you look into my soul? An abyss of sadness, pain, hurt, loves lost, memories, and treasured loves I hold dear?Do you dive in and learn me and understand me, and swim in my waters? Or do you run for cover not wanting to get wet? Do you know how to calm my chaos, sadness, and insecurities? Do you know how to calm the storms in my heart and excite me?On the days that I am not sad, do you add to my happy mood by making me elevated and full of smiles? On my sad days, do you make me feel loved, understood, and calm? Be all that. Be my safe place. Be calm when my storms rise. Be my steady hand when I am turbulent with uncontrollable sobs for no reason I can rationalize. Be my strong sounding board when I was that for everyone else. Be my breathing easy when it gets too much for me. Be my home. Be my love that is beyond compare to any other I have never known. That is how you will never lose me.Davies met his match with me (chuckles). Both heaven and hel
Olivia's povI believe that as youngsters, we were entranced by enchantment, and as grown-ups, we dread love, when did we fail to remember they are the same thing?"I think the second sort of pain that I have encountered (the first being from home), was with Colin. You understand what they say regarding first love, forgetting about him was hard. It was like, he was latched onto my subconscious mind and psyche.I thought of him the entire day, I sat tight for him to call and apologize and let me know that he was sorry. Unfortunately, he won't ever do it. I needed to figure out how to let it go completely all alone.It showed me something imperative that would help me all through my different connections.365 fucking days and counting. That is how long it takes to neglect to recollect a snapshot of touch. So before reaching anything or being reached. Review these words, since it won't be sheep that you will count around nighttime, in any case, days until you are fearless enough again f
Natasha's povI did not know which direction I was going in, or where to turn. All I knew was I needed to be near him. Yes, need. Not, want. There is a difference. A "want" is something you desire and crave to have. A "need" is something you view as essential, maybe even for your survival or inner peace. I needed to be near him. He was my peace to my turmoil, my calmness to my storms, my quiet to my loudness, my safety and security... to my unpredictable, treacherous emotions and thoughts whirling inside of me. He was steady within my chaos. When I was with him, everything drifted away like a fog dissipating over a lake slowly in the late morning. He was my home. My other half. He felt something was wrong even when he was not with me. What a connection we have. Unlike any other I ever experienced. He was also my romance and passion I found in no other. He took to rise to something primal and deep awakenings inside me. He fed me, Victor Hugo and Fitzgerald, during the day, then
Me. Davies's povI am so glad that the kid gets to go back to school today. I had taken her to the doctor yesterday to run some tests and be sure that she was alright. Not that I was not sure, Willa had made that pretty much obvious, I just needed a doctor to confirm it. Been off work for a couple of days and I can tell you, the only thing that has helped me keep my sanity was getting to see Eloise every day. I am sure I would have died without her, I laughed at the thought of it. I could finally get my head bent over to a few documents at work today. I thought of dropping off Willa at school but decided against it. It was best that the driver took her instead, she had thrown me off balance with the questions she had asked me last night. I was not expecting her to ask such questions, she was growing I thought to myself. "Are you planning to marry her?" She had asked, and for a moment, I was speechless. I know how I love Eloise and all, but it is surprising that until Willa asked,
Adam's povAfter a very busy night (laughs at the thought of it) with Olivia, I st found it difficult to wake up this morning. Thanks to her, I would still be lying down, she had reminded me that Blade was going to be at work today so it was important I go early. Knowing how Davies is, I knew she was right. He would not be happy or impressed if I should come to work late, there was nothing he hated more in an individual than incompetence and inability to keep to time. He always said that an individual's level of competence and ability to keep to time, these two core things would tell you all you needed to know about the person. It shows that such a person is incapable of handling office or work affairs. I had rushed back home to quickly change into something I could wear to work but first, I had to take a shower. Humming as I was in the shower, I wondered what Davies would say today, whether he would commend me for keeping it together or condemn me for a job not so well done. Wha
Mr. Davies's povI have to brace myself up, I have to brace myself up. These were the only words that I could mutter in this situation, I had to be strong for myself and Willa, I should not let this get to my head. I only had to find a way to deal with this, there are thousands of ways I could have dealt with this but I had made a promise to myself after Willa was born. I was not about to just throw that all away because of this. For the last few months, I have been getting threats, I do not know from who and I never took them seriously. I had thought whoever sent them was simply obsessed with hating me and wanting to see my downfall. Well, it is of no use now. I know I have had too many mistakes and hurt a lot of people in the past, I know this is no way near redeeming myself but I am trying to set myself free from the guilt and torment. Every day, every night, I struggle and fight. I might look fearless on the outside but inside, I was shaking. My instinct knew that somehow, al
Adam's povI think it will be best I go see Olivia first, knowing very well how Olivia has had suicidal tendencies in the past, this would be the right thing to do. "Hey, man. How are you feeling now?""I am good man, thanks bro""Yeah, anything for you bruh. I am glad you feel good. Look, something just came up, believe me, I want to be there but I have to attend to this. But, I will be there as soon as I can""Sure man, take your time""Olivia! Olivia! Olivia!" and there was no answer. God, I do hope that she is all right. I would never forgive myself if anything should happen to her, I should have been gentle with her, I should have just told her but I did not, that was my mistake and I regret it. "Olivia!" I sighed, finally seeing her. She was in the bedroom, face down on the bed and from what it looked like, she was crying. I went closer and wrapped my hands around her, this should be a moment of silence. No matter how I tried, I seemed to never be able to understand her. I