"I thought you were going to bring your bodyguards along?" Daniel marched up to Kraig and Jade who were standing by their car at the side of the road.They were the only ones around; this was the point they were supposed to meet up with the detectives after leaving the bar. Kraig had just pulled over when he saw Daniel storming towards him, yelling in a tone he had never heard from Daniel before. He admitted that he had been wrong. The truth was that he had completely forgotten about the idea of the guards; he had not even realized that he was without any protection. But now, after hearing what the twins said, he wondered if there was any need for guards.He was, after all, the first person on the list, the most important person. So it meant he was protected whether or not he wanted to be.He put his hands up in fear as Daniel drew closer, "I had completely forgotten," he said, "I just didn't remember."Daniel frowned, "that had been a very risky thing you did. What if something had
Kraig arrived at the oarty afyer dropping jade at the mansion. He had driven jis car in full soeed just because he wanted to meet up. When he arrived at the venue, he saw difdernt cars parked there. The building was tall and well made. He had never encountered suxh a olace before and he found I veey alien. From the structure of the olace, he understood that this was the company that she was celebrating. He was really impressed. He parked his own car amd then hurried to the entrance, preening himsef as he reached where the bouncer stood. He reached into his jacket for his invitation, but the bouncer already had the door open for him. "Arent you gonna look at my invitation?" The bouncer showed him a list, "your name is already here sir." He said, "number one" Kraig's heart skipped a beat. He looked around and then towards the ooen door wondering what it is that he had gotten himself in. Wondering if tis was just a simple party. When he walked in, he saw that he had just beem
Jade was caught of guard by that name that she had mentioned, she wanted to believe that showcase hearing correctly that she had bugs in her ears. This was the woman that hardly replied to Kraig's text messages, doesn't take his calls but she just admitted that Juan had been making her laugh? Damn! Kraig would've made her laugh tok if she hadn't been such a bitch! Jade took in a deep breath. This had nothing to do with her. She wasn't Kraig neither was she Kraig's best friend and this again, had nothing to do with her. And also, she recalled that Wynn had been raped and guessed that it was maybe some response to the trauma that made her to start avoiding him. Though she didn't understand her reasons, she wanted to give it a try because this was someone who had gone through a lot and she couldn't even begin to imagine how she was feeling like. Despite her rage, jade calmed down, "so you and juan are close?" Wynn nodded, "its just good to be around someone who doesn't know about
Kraig looked at her confusedly. He recalled that she had tacitly suggested such a thing in the hospital then, but he couldn't even entertain the idea of such a thing happening. He thought that though Leah was a lot of bullshit, she surely wouldn't be that evil. He had thought wrong. Looking at the video on Jade's phone, he knew that she clearly was evil. His eyes darted to Jade, "so Leah hired some people to rape Wynn?" He asked again as if he hadn't just watched the video. Jade nodded; she was still very excited, the fear that Leah had ignited inside her was still apparent but was not as profound as before. "What were her reasons?" Jade frowned, "her reasons?" She asked unbelievably. She didn't expect that he would ask such a thing as if there were any reasons good enough to unleash such evil on anyone. "Are you fucking kidding me?" She asked, "what reason could there be? She shouldn't have done what she did and no matter what Wynn did to her, this was purely just evil!" Kraig
Kraig walked into the precinct, following the directions of a police officer, and found his way to the homicide department. He knew he garnered attention as he walked through the precinct—from the entrance to the reception and down to the homicide department. Eyes followed him, whether they belonged to cops or criminals. Everybody stared. On any other day, Kraig would have been sure that he couldn't walk into the homicide department without blushing furiously at the attention. But right now, he was angry, in a hurry, and desperately wanted to get Leah arrested. The superfluously large precinct added to the irritation he was feeling. He kept walking but was still yet to find the department he was looking for, and there were quite a number of people there, for some reason, wouldn't move out of the way. After many anger-inducing incidents, Kraig finally stopped in front of a door. He walked in and saw that there were about seven to ten tables; he had passed by a lot of doors, peering
Wynn walked out from the shadows; she was still in her pajamas, looking at her stepmother and stepsister with a confused gaze. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. She refused to believe that her sister, who had been taking care of her diligently since the incident happened, had actually been the one behind such tragedy. Wynn refused to believe that Leah could hate her that way. She refused to believe that Leah could have done such a thing. "What are you saying?" Her voice broke at the end; everybody could hear her pain. Everybody could see for themselves how hurt she was because tears started to flow from her eyes. The second Kraig saw her, he wanted to hold her, to touch her, but he also wanted to be respectful. He felt all kinds of anger prior to her coming, but now, that rage had exited him, and he was overcome by the desire for the woman. "Wynn," he called silently. Wynn didn't regard him, or probably she had no idea he was there; she was too focused on Leah and Cami
Kraig walked back home and couldn't get the incident out of his mind. He tried to shake off how he was feeling, tried to act like he wasn't affected, but no matter how hard he fought back the tears, he just couldn't win, and he was reduced to crying like a baby. He sat down on a step of the staircase and bawled his eyes out. He had been told not to blame himself for what happened to her, but how could he not? And how is it that even though he wasn't to be blamed, he was suffering this much. The woman he loved didn't want anything to do with him. She pushed him away, demanded that he let her be, requested for him to stay away from her family. She wanted nothing to do with him. How could he not blame himself for such a thing? He heard footsteps approaching his location, and soon he immediately wiped the tears off his face. "It's only me," Wesley said as he sat down beside Kraig. "There's no shame in crying. Society has made a man feel like crying is a show of weakness when, in fact
Though she had been the last person between the two of them to shut her eyes, she was the first to wake up. And the questions that plagued her before didn't come to an end. Though she was wide awake, she couldn't bring herself to move. Her left arm was stretched out almost reaching the other end of the queen-sized bed, and on her chest laid the blonde beauty that caused her heart to beat so fast and her mind to be flooded with questions.She understood the reason why Carolene was still fast asleep. Last night had been quite horrible for her. She fell asleep without even realizing so.Jade wanted to sit up, to get herself some coffee, to act her role as the girlfriend of the old man. But she knew that the slightest movement would wake Carolene up, and although she needed answers to her questions, she didn't want Carolene to be disturbed.So she just remained there. Looking at the ceiling, listening to Carolene's even breathing, and getting the sense of pure comfort from having her body