After leaving the bathroom, Chase returned to the table and after apologizing profusely to them, he took his seat.
“We have just thirty minutes left for the party to round off, are you certain that the courier will be here before then.” Prisca asked, setting the stage for a new backlash. “Yes, it will be here in twenty minutes even.” He replied with a smile as he stared at his watch. After a brief silence, Kirsten clasped her hand and then leaned towards him, staring intently at him, “While we are waiting, why don't you tell us about your family” she said. “There's nothing interesting about his family.” Raven scoffed. “Then let him entertain us.” Kirsten retorted and the rest of them readily agreed with it. Pursing his lips, Chase dug his hand into his hair and after a brief silence, he cleared his throat, to get their attention and in preparation to speak. “My father was laid off from his work a few months after my birth and my mom was just a worker at a local day care whose earnings were barely enough to make ends meet. The suffering went on for three more years until father couldn't bear it anymore and so he committed suicide and the next day, mother did the same, leaving me in this cruel world.” He took a pause to take in their facial expression which showed pity before he resumed. “After my parents death, I was taken to the orphanage because my relatives were unable to add another mouth to their families.” He ended his tale with a shrug. “That's sad.” Diane said. “Yeah, but I have gotten over it. Even though my parents are no more, I'm going to work hard so they will be proud of me wherever they are.” He affirmed. “Yes, that is what you should do.” Pouring him a drink, Kirsten said, “I hope you won't commit suicide too when life gets tough on you.” “No, I won't. I’m going to remain strong so I will be able to take care of Raven.” he replied and Raven scoffed in response. She was moved by his tale but she was just trying to act tough on the outside. Immediately the courier service arrived, Chase excused himself and on his return, he placed a black box in front of Raven. “The… ring?” She stuttered, trying to calm her ragging breath. “Yes.” he replied with a vigorous nod that did nothing but to increase her heart beat. Wiping her brow, she slowly took off the lid of the box, exposing a glistening golden ring which was the exact replica of the one he had chosen for her. “No way.” Kristen yelled, alternating her gaze between the ring and a smiling Chase. “Do you like it?” He asked, staring at her as she shrieked with joy. She had been biting her lips so she wouldn't scream out while her friends just sat there stunned by the turnout of events. They were expecting him to present something else so they would make mockery of him but it seems he was the one making a mockery of them. “I’m uploading this on my I* right away, this is too good to be true.” Raven said and she immediately took a snapshot of her finger which had been adorned with the ring. At the end of the party, Chase had to join the others in cleaning up before he could think of returning home and by the time he was done, it was already a few minutes past midnight. Walking up the stairs, Raven was making her way down, the ring still on her fingers. Smiling weakly at her, he asked, “You like it?” “We need to talk.” She snapped in response. Lost on what to say to her, he turned around then returned to the living room. “How did you get the money to purchase a twelve karat golden ring? You think I won't verify if it was real or not?” She asked with a mocking laughter. Falling on his knees, he placed his hands together and with a tired voice said, “Please forgive me, I had to take a loan from a bank ASAP to fund my account so I could make the purchase.” “What?” She asked with her eyes wide open. “I'm sorry. I did what I did because I couldn't bear the mockery anymore. I wanted to prove to your friends that I could go any length to make you happy…” He was still speaking when she slapped his hand across his face, the ring leaving a deep mark on his chin. “Are you out of your senses? Who asked you to go that length all in the name to prove your stupidity?” She yelled. Just when she was about to hit him again, he used his hand to shield his face, yelling, “I will pay the loan myself, I'm not going to involve your family.” “Much better.” She snapped and with a scoff, began to stomp towards the stairs. Suddenly, she swirled around and with her nose scrunched up in disgust, she said, “Get ready for the board meeting tomorrow.” “Yes I will, thank you for your concern.” He yelled after her and when she was gone, he fell on the couch as he rubbed his chin, shutting his eyes tightly as the stinging pain raked through him. The following day, with the help of Wembley, Chase was able to pull off the test that Katherine had set for him, this left mother and daughter furious. At the end of the day, instead of returning home, Raven drove straight to her mother's home and immediately she got in, she fell on her knees and then began to cry while her little sister, Zara, looked on. “What's the issue this time around?” Zara asked with a snort. Raven's tears were driving her insane and to make matters worse, Katherine was yet to return from work due to heavy traffic. “Stay out of this.” Raven snapped at her and then resumed crying. The moment Katherine returned home, she quickly rushed to her side and then began to rub her fingers on her back, trying to soothe her but it didn't work the magic. Raven kept sobbing until she didn't have the strength to carry on anymore. “Please talk to me, that happened?” Katherine asked, staring intently at her. Her eyes were already watering as she imagined a lot of scenarios in her head. “Can't you do something about Chase, I'm tired of seeing him each day. He pisses me off, irritates me and the urge to kill him gnaws on me so much.” She mumbled as she tugged her hair. “Why don't you kill him?” Zara snapped at her and at once, she turned to her mother who in turn said, “Get out.” “I was just trying to offer a solution, nothing more.” Zara protested. “I said get out you wench.” She yelled, her neck veins popping out in protest. Rolling her eyes to the back of her head and with a scowl, Zara tossed the headrest and with heavy footsteps, she stormed towards the stairs. Immediately she was gone, Raven held Katherine’s hand and then leaned towards her. “Why don't we set him up?” She asked, staring intently at her as she hoped she gave in to her request. “Set him up? How will it be beneficial to you?” “If he falls for it, then we will get divorced.” She said with a little smile. Impressed, Katherine nodded, sharing a smile with her. She too had been trying to find a way to pull Raven out of the marriage but to no avail. “Mom, are you going to help me?” Her voice was shaking now. “Of course dear, what do you suggest we do?” She asked, holding her hands.Rubbing his palms together in glee, Chase reached out of his cutlery and immediately began to dice the meat in his plate. After eating for a while, he took a sip from his glass of water before shifting his gaze to Wembley who had his glass to his lips, glaring angrily at him. “I did nothing wrong so I'm not going to apologize.” He said, starting up a conversation. “Are you comfortable with your current lifestyle?” Wembley asked, leaning towards him. He was tired and frustrated from repeating the same thing several times. “Yes, why? Aren't you comfortable with yours? Don't ever think of committing suicide because if you do, I will personally dice your body into tiny pieces.” He said, pun intended but Wembley wasn't buying it. Grabbing his cutlery, he started to fill his mouth with food, trying to forget all that was happening but it was impossible. Chase on the other part had resumed eating. He was glad that Wembley hadn't pushed in with his request for him to return home. “Sinc
Standing in front of room 184 was Chase. He had his head bent to the ground as he contemplated on whether he should go in or not. Having spent four months with Raven with no dates or even a friendly conversation, he was skeptical about the whole thing. His instincts kept bugging him but at this point, he didn't know whether he should leave or not. After several minutes of standing in front of the room, he grabbed the handle and then pushed the door in only to be greeted with an empty room. “Raven.” He called, looking around but there was no sign of a human in the room. “I knew it was room 284.” He muttered as he walked towards the door. Grabbing the handle, he tried to pull it open but he couldn't. Wondering what the issue was, he did it the second time but it was the same result. Suddenly, he heard footsteps and he swirled around only to see a lady who was half naked walking up to him. “What are you doing here?” He asked, his eyes bulging with fear as she closed the distance be
Now standing outside the hotel, Chase exhaled and with a hand tucked into his pockets, he made his way towards the road to flag down a taxi. “Where are you heading?” Zara asked, appearing in front of him. He didn't see her coming so he was a bit startled seeing her standing in front of him. “What are you doing here?” He asked, taking in her features. This was the second time he was seeing her after he got married to Raven. “I came to speak to my husband to be… is that a crime?” She didn't allow him to give a response before tossing her car key towards him. “Can you drive?” She asked. “Yeah.” “Gray Honda Civic.” For more than five minutes Chase remained where he was not making any effort to move his feet. He had his gaze fixed on her as he tried to wrap his head around what was happening. “Fine, if you are not driving, I will.” Zara said, trying to snatch the key from him but he didn't let her. Holding her arm, he pulled her to himself, “Why are you doing this?” His voice was
Getting home after spending the whole day outside with Wembley, Chase was greeted with a strong odor of burning food that he flew into the house to find out what was happening. Getting to the kitchen, he pushed the door open, only for smoke to welcome him in and he began to cough. Relieved that it wasn't the house that was burning as he had thought earlier, he proceeded into the kitchen and then pushed the windows open before proceeding to open the door so that the smoke would get out. About half an hour later, he snapped his head upwards, he had just remembered Zara who was now living with him. Facepalming himself, he began to look around the house, searching for her since she wasn't in the kitchen.When he got to the rooms, he started checking them one after the other until he started hearing sobbing sounds emanating from one of the rooms.With a speed he never knew he possessed, he reached out for the door handle and then pushed it in, revealing the coiled-up figure of Zara at
It's been three days since Chase got married to Zara. These three days had been the best in his life after a very long time. Unlike Katherine and Raven who always loved to make his life a living hell for him, Zara was different. She was lively and always loved indulging in every phase of her life. This morning, since it was the weekend, they had a late breakfast and at the moment, Chase was in the living room while Zara was preparing to meet with her friends like she always did during the weekends. Scrolling through TV channels absentmindedly, he had his hand under his chin as he thought of the direction his life was now headed. He was tired of sitting at home idle all through the day and it seemed Wembley was finding it difficult to find the right spot for his proposed restaurant. Zara had no idea about this plan, she strongly believed that he was hunting for a job whereas he wasn't even making any move. Digging his finger into his hair, he let out a low sigh and then reached o
After getting off the bus, Chase pulled his phone out of his pocket, “Oakdale.” He muttered and then snapped his head upwards. With a smile on the side of his lips, he allowed his eyes to roam around his current environment for a while. Oakdale was a little town which bustled with different activities all through the year. Pubs, restaurants, clubs and several other businesses were found there. Out of all the restaurants that were in Oakdale, the best belonged to the number one food company in the state. Still looking around, Wembley walked up to him and then intertwined his hand in his. At once, Chase pulled away and with a scowl on his face said, “Are you crazy?” “What?” Wembley chuckled. He knew Chase hated bodily contact but he still went ahead to hold his hand whenever he had the chance to do so. “So why did you call me?” He asked, digging his hands into his pocket as he exhaled. “I'm done.” “Done?” “Come with me.” In silence, Wembley led Chase to a buildin
FlavorQuest…It had been three weeks since Chase opened the restaurant but the progress had been slow. On most days, they had just one customer and so they had been experiencing a lot of loss which left them discouraged. Sitting behind the counter with his hands resting under his chin was Wembley who had his lips caged in between his teeth as he stared at the door, waiting for the second customer of the day and Chase, who had stepped out to return. “Can I speak to you?” Maurice said, pulling a chair out. “Sure, go ahead.” Wembley replied, trying to keep a brave face when on the inside, he was scared. Scared that Maurice wanted to leave the restaurant and find a more profitable job. “Why do boss keep paying us each weekend when we don't even make up to a quarter of the amount?” Maurice asked. This was the exact question Wembley had asked a few days ago, but he didn't get a satisfactory answer to it. Chase had told him that he had always wanted a job that paid on a weekly basis an
Ignoring Chase, Zara kept pressing on. She felt if she had the chance, she would be able to change the restaurant for better and she would stop at nothing until her request was granted. “Can you just stop it already?” She yelled at Wembley who was scowling at her. “You're rude, we don't want you working here.” He snapped at her, wrapping his hands across his chest. “Really? I only pointed out your mistakes to you and as it should be, you're supposed to make corrections instead of making a fuss about it.” “Correction you mean? The last time I checked, no one asked you for that.” While they were arguing, Chase plopped on the chair, his gaze never leaving Zara even for once. Since she had proved herself without him asking, he felt that he needed her and at the same time he was skeptical about the whole thing because of her family. “They're going to try and ruin everything if they find out about this.” He said more to himself but everyone heard what he had said. “Boss, what did yo