Willa's povIt was difficult to fall asleep, thinking about what it was dad wanted to discuss with me. What could it be I wondered, a thousand thoughts crossed my mind, did he find out about my little escapade with uncle Arnold? If so, I had to come up with a very good excuseMaybe I should call uncle I thought, we could share ideas should in case dad asks me about it. Ah, it was too late to call someone, I should call him tomorrow.The night went by very fast for I could not believe that it was morning. I mean, it felt like I just slept for five minutes. I thought to call uncle Arnold but I decided against it. I was growing, I should learn to handle things by myself now and not depend on anyone else. I could use the school now, I thought. If had been going to school, I would have had the perfect excuse for this morning and braced myself up for whatever it is. "Let me just get on with it already," I said, rather too loud to myself. I had a cup of coffee and went downstairs to check o
Eloise's povMr. Davies seemed to have a lot of things going on with him recently. Whenever we are together, he looked like he was bothered about something, always lost in his thoughts"Eloise?" He called sounding serious "Date me, officially" "What?" I finally uttered. I was speechless, I was not expecting that and not for him to do it so plainly. Do not get me all wrong, I like him. I think what I feel for him is more than like but considering that I know he runs a drug cartel makes it scares me. What would I tell my family? That I fell in love with a Don Pedro? Everything was just happening quickly, too quickly in fact. "You are silent""Uh, yes, I mean it is too sudden don't you think?""It is the first time I have felt this way about a woman in years so I do not think it is sudden," he said calmly "I understand, I have not been in a relationship too for a very long time more reason I think we need time to process our feelings and not try to rush things up""You do not trust m
Natasha's povPerhaps I was ready to be found. Not from an actual perspective. In a more embodiment sense. Otherworldly sense. Practically majestic.I needed to be found for what my identity was. I believed that somebody should see through the exterior I give everybody. To perceive how I am feeling and thinking. I could be all grins, giggles, and my active, well-disposed, spirited self.Yet, lift that cloth sheet off. You know the one. The one with eyelet trim on the edges. White, however a little ivory in certain spots from staining from the sun.Lift that off, and you will see the wrecked miserable young lady I am. Making a good attempt to grin, be kinder, and cause individuals to giggle so they do not feel how I feel. If I can fill somebody's heart with joy somewhat more brilliantly, that is superior to how I feel.I did not wish for all the injuries. I never needed the tragedies that cut sincerely. However, they occurred. What's more, they transformed me personally. You could neve
Eloise's povHonestly, I was tired of all the lies and pretense. I could not keep up with it any longer. Every minute I spend in his presence, it feels like I would explode. I think that after my relationship with Davies ends, I should stay off relationships for a while, get myself together and just focus on myself. Relationships were not worth the stress after all. What do I gain from them anyway? Men seem to always want to just take and never give back. I could fill books with refrains of awfulness to make sense of why I lived in purposeful separation, however, the truth of the matter is undeniably seriously wrecking. I slice off all streets prompting myself because of a paranoid fear of truly permitting one more to draw near to the point of harming my heart, however, eventually, I just wound up harming myself. No one ever taught me how to love right, my parents were never given the chance to. I see him up there, perfect and charming. I know I should stay but I am sick trying to
Eloise's pov I grew up, unlike other young ladies. While different young ladies were playing with their barbie dolls and imagining cosmetics, I was playing hunt in the forest with a gathering of neighborhood kids where our headquarters was a wooden post in a tree. While different young ladies were tied in with getting ready for parties, I was laying on my bed under a lamp as my grandmother made me understand books. While different young ladies were putting on cosmetics to look more normal, I was running set up in my space to a dance blend tape I made for two or three hours delivering all my pressure. While different young ladies had an enormous gathering of sweethearts, I had just a select 2 or 3 dear companions I can truly trust, act naturally around, and chuckle over nothing with. While other young ladies become inebriated after school sites during the day, I went to work and moved to graduate in a media organization going to gatherings on 36th Street in New York City, as a repo
Olivia's povHe had called me earlier today, he had wanted to see if I would love to see Willa "Would I love to see her? You ask me that like you do not know how much I want to see her every day. Boy, I want her sleeping in my bed and waking up in my arms. I want her to know no other love than mine" I said breathlessly "Well, there is no harm in asking questions," he said, calmly. This was very unlike him, I was expecting a more tense response. The other day I was vexed, I had made up my mind to go to Davies's house to make my intentions known. I had gone there, believe me, I do not know what motivated me to but I did go there. The first encounter I had was with one of the security guards attached there. "What are you doing out here, ma'am? It is rather too late to be out, do you not think so?" He asked looking directly at one of his dogs who were patiently waiting for the snap of his fingers. Only then did I realize that seeing Davies was not as easy as I thought. He had gone pa
Anonymous povEvery moment spent in Willa's presence was like hell to me, it always felt like she could see right through me. She knew me better than anyone, as far as I know, not even Davies comes close. Perhaps, I should fall in love and find myself a woman too. That has been on my mind recently, to find a companion one who makes my heart beat a little faster, one who when she is near, I would have short breaths, one who I could not live without. I have thought about it for a while and maybe, it was worth a try. If it wasn't, why would Blade put his heart in such a position again knowing full well what happened the first time he tried it? There was a problem, I had been a playboy for too long that I do not think I would be able to love or find love. Taylor's resignation came as a shock, I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later seeing her ego and pride hurt by Davies's decision, but I did not expect it to be so soon. She had too much information on me to let her just go like
Olivia's pov"Angelo, you should have just let me die""Olivia, what do you mean by that?""The night you called me, just before we arranged all of this, I had prepared and set things in order. I was going to end it all, end all of this pain, all this struggling and guilt that I have lived with all these years""Please do not do anything stupid, Olivia""Of all the things I have done in this life, leaving my daughter and thinking this would work out is the most stupid thing that I have done" "I want to apologize to you too""What for?""For being one of the many causes of your pain...""Angelo, no...""Do not interrupt me, let me finish. I knew you loved Davies yet I convinced and helped you leave. If only I had not been a catalyst, you would still have that life. Now, I again orchestrated your coming back causing you this much pain. But, it was all worth it. I get to see you smile around your daughter, now you have photos not only of her but of you and her together. I do not regret