The bodyguards bow at Gerald as they couldn't do anything to her except he orders them to."Wait...a minute, who are you and who's Pedro because I am Gerald" he informed intending to give the pestering baby back to her but she stepped away from him."Drop your jokes Pedro! You have a case with my father!" She concludes and walked away without further introduction.Gerald mutters some depressing words, turned his gaze at the maids and then his eyes met the weeping child whose pitch was high and breaking.The maids hadn't dropped the tray in their hands yet as they were waiting for his order. Everyone here seemed to respect him and he guessed he might be in a safer place than the former."Could someone tell me what's happening?" Gerald pleads as he stretched the baby to one of the maids to hold. He doubts if these terrible looking bodyguards could cater for the child. Rather, they would kill the baby.It was the first maid who took the child from him and her name was venessa. She was a
"I've got another son?" He muses peering his eyes at Nathan to explain more."Well, sir we could talk about that...if you dismiss her" Nathan murmurs back. Gerald scoffs and places his arms around his waist."Who the heck is Pedro?" He questioned himself feeling all dizzy and weary."You aren't saying anything!" She fires and it made Gerald speechless."Well I wasn't expecting you to say anything, just wanna let you know, I'm no longer taking full custody of him..."She kept pouring out her pains and anger at him and all that registered in Gerald head was the fact that there was another child that this Pedro has."I'm not ready to have babies" he confesses to himself. For the time being, he would get help but now, he just has to play along.Meanwhile, Nathan made sure that she doesn't come closer to gerald. Though, he was bemused why his boss acted so gentle and addresses her calmly.Usually, Pedro would have snub her, order that she gets arrested or possibly throw her out of the hou
Dark tree trunks, shadows, overhanging limbs across the path seen at the last second, clumps of bushes, barely visible black trails snaking through the undergrowth. The moon shone through a lattice of leaves, patchy sky and stars seen in glimpses through tree breaks, tall shadowed pines stretching up like arrows into the sky, streaks of cloud against the earth, Wind slipping through leaves, cracking undergrowth with each step, creaking tree trunks, the flutter of wings unseen, snapping twigs, grass. Heavy pants could be heard through this dangy wood as a man could be seen covered in blood while holding a little child in his arms. His torn outfit, bruised face, dangling hair could tell he was escaping. His feet never gave a halt to the impending danger behind him as surviving from his raging foes was all that matter. He curdled this petrified child tightly, groaned in pains and tottered deeper into the woods. His only energy was the child he vowed to keep alive despite the pains and
"I'm sorry I couldn't keep the promise" he spat out shutting his eyes as wave of memories flooded his head. His only reason of enrolling into such rare academy was to prove to his family that he was good at something and be able heal his sister who was diagnosed of a terminal disease. However, those dreams got shattered and now, his mother and sister would hear no more of him, oddly enough, he requested the academy not to break the devastating news to his family. He haul off the thoughts as attention was drawn back to the building which looked horrifying from outside."Seriously?" He mused dumping the box to the ground and sliding down the headphone to scan the building where he would stay temporary till death consumes him. Curiously, he stomped into the building dragging the box with him. It was a dangy apartment having different writings on it.She sat by the counter gazing at the scene displayed before her. The hip-hop music, dancers and drunk made her whimper. Her only reason of
Gerald smiled and began a speech by saying it was an honor to be seated with kings and queens of the upper hands. He had only seen them in TV and they look cute in real life. Furthermore, he praised them a bit to lighten up the mood mostly the ruthless looking emperor who let out a sided smile at the young man's adornment. Grace was troubled that he wouldn't win her father but it seems like he would because the emperor loved praises. The only people who were against them were her brothers. Gerald had to lie about the companies he had and awards won as a distinguish businessman. The emperor went further to ask how much his assets worth and Stacy answered that on his behalf. The only man was someone who loved proof and couldn't be bought easily. The prepared grace had that with her which left Gerald stunned. The emperor was impressed by that as only a wealthy man, posed and perfect could be accepted to the family as though his were perfect because from Ryan's observation, this family
The swirling wind swept across the place as the cloud had gathered for a heavy downpour giving signs for the victim of it's wrath. The dark was drawing in and people could be seen hurrying to take shelter away from the impending storm that would come upon them. Steadily, a downpour began wetting the earth and anything its stroke could come upon. Gerald was found in her pyjamas, t-shirt, flipflop slippers and face cap striding in the rain which had become heavy. Her hair were being toss aside by the whirlwind as the cold for the day had captured her. She had no idea of where she was heading to. There were no cabs around neither did she look like one who was ready to go home. At that moment, she wanted death to come take her. It was definitely over but too soon. The situation got her asking why it always had to be her. Why did she pull an act that had a bitter ending. Did he know she had to swallow her pride to hug him in people's presence? He felt like a gentleman who would understa
He could see it in his eyes. The gut of failure. How everyone pauses in shock. His heart skipped as his hands trembles.Blood trickles down his face which made him flinches.His hands were trembling and he could barely stand erect. Void of thoughts, all he sees was death.Paused at a place, He could hear their whispers loud. Rolling his eyes, he found his father staring from the glassy wall.The heart rate machine beeps so loudly that it could explode the walls.His father shut his eyes and walked away."Henry Wales, died 12:00pm" a feminine voice sadly echoes. She was nurse Nora and three more doctors including him was staring at the patient.They were all wearing their scrubs, nose mask and their equipments for surgery was still in their hands.What would they all say? Another life lost because of a doctor's carelessness? It was becoming unbearable.To worsen it, he keeps getting promoted, awarded, just because of his father's influence while those who dedicated their time and passi
"Are you done imagining?" A serene voice pops in his head and he open his eyes.He had been standing at the entrance of the hospital for a while, lost in his death imaginations.If Nora hadn't interrupted his thoughts, he would have been completely lost.Louis heaves a sigh on sighting her. At least, he had someone who was still by his side.She was holding two coffees mugs in her hands along with a bag of hamburger.She had a change of outfit after the hectic operation and needed to keep the narcissist Louis on his feet.Usually, he acts nonchalant but this time, he had that sad look in his eyes, weak yet couldn't express himself.If everyone believes he has no affection, she doesn't. Possibly, he must have cried hard somewhere secretly and when he was done, he would come out looking as though he was never bothered.Of course, he was human, he had a heart."Care for a coffee?" She asked with a serious gaze at him. He gave her no reply and only moved to the garden.She followed suit m