Sleeping alone was something Kevin was supposed to have been used to, yet, every night he closed his eyes and failed at keeping them shut.Loneliness was an echo chamber for his pain. And as time went on, loneliness felt more as solitude, for one found ways to cope. He had always considered himself to be a lone wolf. What else would you call one who slept alone, ate alone, walked alone and would probably die alone. His roommate was merely just someone he shared a room with. And ever since he started dating, he never really slept home again with Kevin. A lone wolf indeed. Yet to have real company of one who loved him, that would be sweet indeed.He tossed and turned, praying for sleep to come and take him away. Then his mind went back to the text message. How was he supposed to get that much money? In just a matter of hours!?He was going insane! Then a small tiny itsy bit of hope crossed his mind, and filled it. He worked magic with art. If he could sell the one he had placed on t
"You?" Sneered Evelyn as she sighted her son come out of his room. He hardly did lately. "You lazy son of a--""What do you want, mother?" Owen frowned, replying to her casually.Evelyn scoffed. "Don't you think you have grown so sumptuous lately? Full of yourself? Proud? Well this is the more reason Doris is better than you! She has always been better than you!"Owen sighed. Again, again with the comparison! He wasn't Doris. He'll never be her.The sooner for them to realize that, the better.Doris will never win that bidding. Sure, Pedro can have it. Or someone else. He was beginning to think about his plan.Greed had found a place to reside in his heart, and it was staying. It wasn't going anywhere.The young lady was related to Pedro. If he could speak to him... then they could come up with some arrangement. 50-50% of the bidder's reward!"Owen!" Evelyn called out. It was as if she had been speaking to him before but because he'd been lost in his thoughts, he couldn't make do of h
The night finally came and Nathan and his wife, Doris, had settled in nicely on their seats. The restaurant which Nathan had chosen for their double date had been an exquisite one with lovely scenery, and an atmosphere well scented. Few people say scantily around as the area he had booked had been a VIP section."They're not here yet," Doris said as she turned to face her husband. Nathan had been sick. Or nearly sick.She noticed his nightmares grow stronger and more horrific, and his anxiety and enthusiasm for things lessened. Wasn't all that real signs of depression?"Nathan, are you alright?" She had to call twice before he turned to face her. His expression was that of a confused man."You said?" Nathan asked, his eyes never leaving hers. He knew he had flinched again. Doris had been telling him to take it easy at work, yet, he just couldn't. "Doris I, uh, I can explain--""Oh there they are." Said Doris the instant her eyes caught them enter.Nathan followed the direction of her
Doris and Nathan arrived home safely that night and even though Nathan had announced that he wanted to go to bed straight, she declined. She needed to speak to him about her encounter with that strange young lady. "We should talk." Ignoring her husband's complaints of tiredness, she held his hands and dragged him over to the living room, sitting him down.Nathan knew he couldn't beat his wife, so he just listened. With a sigh, he questioned why she had urgently needed to speak with him."There was a woman who approached me. The same lady who spilled a drink on me." She said, and Nathan instantly recalled."Really? What did she say again? She had already apologized.""Right? She did that on purpose to lure me into the ladies room.""Okay, but why?""She claimed that she is your girlfriend or so. I think she knows who I am... Or at least that I was your wife."Nathan frowned. "Girlfriend? Don't tell me it made sense to you.""Fine. I know you're not cheating on me, but I don't understan
He finally came to the decision of going to meet his wife. True he was passing through a lot, but it would always get better.The storm would surely calm. He couldn't lose his wife in the process.Minutes later and Nathan was already at the foot step of the Castiels.He was just about to knock when he felt the presence of someone else behind him. He instantly turned around and found a middle aged man, staring at him with an utmost disgust."You still don't know your place in this family?" Asked Pedro."What are you doing here?" Nathan asked. "Because it seems to me that it is you who do not seem to know your position in the home of the Castiels."The older man scoffed. "You are so very stupid and stubborn that I might begin to like you already." He admitted."Well for your own sake, you shouldn't." Nathan frowned. "I'm here for my wife. If you'll excuse me--""Evelyn is not who she pretends to be. She is a bloody slut, and a bastard. I'm only still being nice because she owes me. Oh d
Nathan couldn't get one thing out of his head. Sure, he learnt in the voice note sent to him by his mystery friend that Evelyn had been working with his enemy, Manuel. Sure she would never want Doris to win the bid.What he just couldn't seem to understand was why she would mention his name.How was it so that she could casually speak his name so freely? Of all the people there in the city of Ettavile, why him?How in the entire world was his name so casually spoken of, after everything he had said Evelyn and her husband did to him and his household? Why were they still so mutually involved with him!He was still so furious when a message popped up on his screen.It was Tori and she was asking for an audience with him!✩★✩There was only one place Tori and he could speak quietly without the interruption of others around. His office used to be the safest area, but that had been in history.Now, it was at Lojays.Lojays was a restaurant in a dark area of Ettavile. Only on the outside th
Kevin darted forward and met the nurse's direct gaze. "I'm sorry, what are you talking about? What do you mean she's no longer in this ward???" He threw questions at her but she never even caught one. "Selena?" Kevin decided to ask. Nobody could say they didn't know Selena.The nurses exchanged glances. "You know her right? Yea Selena--" "Kevin?" Called a voice from behind him. A familiar one at that. "Why didn't you call?" She asked him. "Selena! They said my mother isn't in this ward again. Why's that?" He questioned, nearly at the brim of tears. Selena, a slender tall young lady with minimal curves said to him, smirking slightly. "Your mother isn't in this ward because she has been moved!" She announced and watched the soured expression on his face. "Don't you get it?" Kevin began to rethink, and even though it took him a while, everyone of them, all of the nurses and Selena, stared until he got it. Instantly, it dawned on him. There could always be another reason why one wou
Nathan woke up the next morning on Christmas day, and his next instinct was to call a particular person.It had been on his mind all night.A mottle of baby blue and white, blended to fashion his favorite morning gray, adorned the newborn sky. Truly, it had been Christmas. He could feel it now. The halo of the horizon arrived with golden grace, inviting the dreams of night to enter the day.And even that morning came as if even the clouds had inner grins.He remembered a poem he had read once, by someone he suddenly couldn't remember. -In morning there is more joy in the part of me that peeks through the windows of my eyes. In the morning there is more love awaiting a chance to jump into the air in that silent crackle we sense with our soul. In the morning there is more deep sweetness that resonates within and finds a way to express this energy that is me-It was such a good day for him. He could feel it in his every bones.That was when he decided to pick up his phone, and dialed