It was late afternoon already.“You're my mother..." I whispered to myself, I figured that if I wanted anybody to hear me, I had to speak louder but I couldn't find my voice. “My mother's name was Bridgette, was it her you gave... Was I the baby?." I asked her..., My mother, my real mother. Looking at her I didn't know what to say, we all didn't know what to say. We all looked ashen and spooked. I wasn't the only heir after all, I was the child of a lovely affair. Something in me spurred, gave life to light. She was my mother... I felt as if I was another person entirely, I didn't feel like my name was Darwinson Charleston Andersons.... No, I didn't feel like I had a name but I felt that I had a past a, strong past and there was a strong love that brought be to the world... Not the strange type Bridgette and Anderson had, finally I could call them by their first names... I whispered it out “Bridgette Andersons and Anderson Cooper Andersons." It sounded good to my ears. Noa is
It was morning. I woke up a little after dawn. I went out for a run and when I got back, everybody was already up. We were in my house in New York... All of us. My mum, my little brother, my elder brother Kai, my lovely Ará and me... All of us. “Good morning." I said to my mum.“Where's Ará?." I asked nobody in particular.“She's preparing breakfast." Kai said. I headed for the kitchen.I saw here there, handling some pots.“Good morning." I said to her walking into the kitchen.“Good morning." She said Smiling. “I woke up and I didn't see you, I figured you must have gone out for a run." " I did. “" Why don't you join me in making breakfast.“" Are you sure you don't want to have a cook or maybe just a house keeper and the house keeper can employ people to come and do some stuff. ““Remember what happened with Rosé..., Remember?." " I remember. ““ I don't want something like that to repeat itself and plus, I'm able to do these stuff on my own. We can just call peopl
My name is Darwin Andersons and I'm twenty three, I'm the only son of the Andersons family and the only heir to the family's riches. Since the time I was born all I've ever experienced was wealth and abundance, nothing less than that, and the advice I give to my close friends is this; nothing is better than having money and spending it, it can be on anything, women, cars…anything, but spend it.I enter into my office and I see Mark waiting for me, he was smiling.“Good morning." He said.“Good morning, why are you smiling at me like that, Mark?."“Guess…"“You know I'm not good at guessing."“Okay, we just employed Lisa George."“Who's that?."“You got to be fucking with me right now man."“I'm serious, I don't know who Lisa is."“She's like the hotest girl you'll ever see in your life, she looks like she's a low key stripper of some sorts but she's actually not, like she's professional, in an unprofessional way….“" That's enough, now, can I see her?.“" Sure, I could ring her desk
My dad was a calm and intelligent man, so wise that you could almost see the intelligence behind his eyes, something I had gotten from him, something I am very grateful for. But, staring at him now, the intelligence behind his eyes had disappeared and it was replaced with total confusion.“We're good, everything's good." He said wiping his sweaty forehead. It was obvious that things weren't good, I wasn't stupid, it made me angry to know that they were lying to me, his demeanor confirmed that, truly, something was going on between them, and it wasn't shallow.“I could as well tell you now." He said after a short while."Tell me what?.“ I asked him.“ What is happening to our family, son."" What is happening to our family?.“" It was something I did many years ago.“" Okay…tell me."“Years ago, a few months before you were born into our family, we were living in New York and your mum was about to have you. “ He said and paused, I watched him look through the window before he tu
I layed on my bed and stared at the ceiling, I stared at the ceiling but I wasn't seeing the ceiling. I was reminiscing about what my dad had told me earlier. I was trying to piece the puzzle to get a vivid picture, my dad had cheated on my mum and he got a pregnancy case out of his affair, the only thing to save the marriage was to leave the waitress and her unborn baby, just leave them and go down to Florida, raise me and then come up to Detroit and it was all my mum's idea.How unfair was that?.All these while I had a brother, and I was raised alone, in a giant house, amongst maids and artifacts…and they claimed they loved me and I had believed them, they lied to me, told me I was special, I was the only son, the only one to succeed the family and all it's riches.I tried to put a face to Hensley, how would he look like, talk like, how would he act like…. surely he would want his revenge.I hated competitions, I'm always the best, I didn't need to have to be in competition with h
“ I was born only two years after you and you think at the age of two, your parents would be dumb enough to tell me about it, huh?.“ He made a valid point.“Then, when did you hear about Hensley.““ome years ago, auntie mentioned it to me.““y mum mentioned it to you and you said that I was your true friend, I told you everything Mark.““ I told you the things you deserved to know.““The lies, I deserved to know the lies.“ Mark had started to talk but I put my hand up to stop him. I couldn't hear anything other thing that he had to say, I couldn't stand him.“No more, I don't want to hear any more from you Mark, leave my house."“It's fine, I'll leave, but, we have to do something about Hensley and we'll do it with or without you, have a nice day, Darwinson."" Have a nice day, too, Mark.“ I could hear the icy edge of my voice, it scared even me. I watched the colour leave his face and he turned around briskly, my cousin was walking out of the door and it was as if I was only
I walked into my office and I sat down, the office was too neat, everything seemed too much, the smell of the lavender, the formerly gentle hum of the air-conditioner was now disturbing. For a long while, everything was quiet, too quiet, I could hear the sound of my breath, the sound the ruffles of paper made, I heard the sharp tink when I dropped the pen on the glass table. I loosened my tie and dropped it where I had dropped my pen, I stood in front of the big glass wall and I looked down to the world I once enjoyed watching, now all I saw was a myriad yellow cars and people, people that I didn't know. I didn't know people, but, they knew me, they always knew who I was. I looked to the sky and it was grey…sad empty clouds moved along it, where the fuck was the silver lining in the cloud, now?. “Good morning sir." I turned to see Lisa standing in the doorway, holding the door, open, for a few moments I stared at her, without finding anything to say to her.“I knocked a few
I was running from something, I was running but I didn't know what I was running from or who I was running from, but, I was running fast. I saw a door ahead of me, and it was lit, there was light behind the door, soft glowing light, and immediately a feeling of relief washed over me. If only I could get to the door and lock myself from the thing…but as I ran closer to the door, it seemed to stretch further, I tried running faster, I couldn't get to it, it was as if I was chasing the sky, then it dawned on me, no matter how much I chased the door, I wouldn't get to it, I couldn't…..I tore out of the dream and I sat up, cold sweat fell from my face down to my neck, I felt depersonalized. I wasn't scared, I was angry. For a long time, I sat on my bed, staring at nothing in particular, I didn't know what to do next. It was 4:28am when I looked to the clock.I went Into the bathroom and had a cold shower, then I went for a run outside, it kept my mind busy. The weather