The stars. Very beautiful.Thousands of sparkling diamonds just sitting up there in the sky, making the night sky look uniquely beautiful. Nathan loved looking up at the stars, watching each one twinkle in the clear dark blue sky.Whenever he looked up at them, he always felt…at peace. He couldn't quite understand it but seeing the moon and stars always made him relax. But this time, he wasn't feeling so at ease.A lot was on his mind, and that was the reason he resorted to looking at the stars, hoping it would do him any good…but unfortunately, it didn't. As he laid on the bench by the pond, his mind replaying the image of what he saw over and over like a broken record, Nathan began to wonder what was really going on.First, a random stranger claimed to be his long lost brother and now his mother in-law was calling him a liar.He and Evelyn didn't exactly see eye to eye and she always made sure to make mockery of him whenever she got the opportunity but calling him a liar out of th
Nathan sat alone in their living room sipping his favorite drink, Fre White Zinfandel. A soft, fruity, berry flavored non-alcoholic wine. He could remember the first time he tasted it, Doris has gotten it for them to celebrate their anniversary in a non-alcoholic way and he fell in love with it.He leaned back into their cozy taupe sofa, enjoying the relaxing sensation that came with each sip of the chilled liquid.His moment of serenity was interrupted by a violent knock on the door. "Who is it?" The unwanted guest knocked again, more loudly than the first time. He groaned as he got up and reluctantly strolled to the door.He was greeted by the frowning face of his brother in law as he opened the door. "Owen, what brings you here?" He questioned with little to no interest."Do you have any idea how long I've been knocking? What the hell took you so long?!" He complained as he walked in uninvited. "Oh, so this is what you were doing?" He pointed to the half filled glass on the table.
Family. Your blood. Your clan. Your genre. Your household. Your kindred.People have many, many names for the word 'family' but yet, it felt like they hardly knew what it meant.People walk around daily using the word freely, calling people family only to still end up betraying them or hurting them. A family is supposed to be your home, your comfort zone. A place where you never have to re-earn your spot at the table, a place where once you've been accepted, you are supposed to be protected, to be kept safe, forever, no matter what.Doris wished her family was like that.Doris's family was the complete opposite of your typical family. Ever since Doris was younger, she never really experienced the joy of being in a family. All through her education, it was just her and Owen, they went to school together, they went back home together. They went to bed together, they woke up together. Even when she got her first period, their maid was the one who helped her through it.Now she was basi
"Hey love, did you sleep well?" Nathan tossed around in bed, not wanting to get up yet. "Is it morning already?" He grumbled as he covered his face with a pillow to shield his eyes from the ray of light coming in from the open window."Grandma likes to be up early, so we have to do the same." Doris replied with her voice full of life. She never had a problem with waking up early. "Get up you lazy bone." She whacked him with a pillow and he looked up at her, frowning like a little boy."Fine, I'm up." He sat up, still rubbing his eyes. "Where's Williams?" He felt like he had not seen his son in a long time."Oh he's with Grandma.""Of course." It was like the woman was obsessed with him but he couldn't blame her, not many people are blessed with the opportunity to see their great grandchild. And she did, so naturally she would be overjoyed."Grandma wants to spend the day with us. Get up, take a shower and come out.""Yes ma'am. I'll be out soon.""Okay." He took a brief shower and t
"Grandma?""Come in dearie." He walked in and stood in front of her bed. "Please, sit down.""Thank you." He took the chair by her bed and sat down, waiting patiently to hear the reason she had called him.Nathan was stunned when he heard that granny Castiel had called for him. After Evelyn and Owen's outburst at their first meeting, the air in the Castiel mansion had been heavy. Nobody was talking to each other snd unless they sat foej at the dining, you coukd bsreky kniw that the house wss inhabited by people."Yes well, I called you here to ask about the bidding. I know you wsnt doris ti win, but ehat I dokt kniw is why. Si I want you to tell me.""Well, other thanthr fact that she's my wife and I wsnt to support her, I think doris will je a good candidate to he in charge if the comoany. Doris is hardworking and intelligent, she us rhe kind of owesom that woukd out her all in her job and I kmwo tgat you won't regret it if yoi made her in charge. "Getting a beteyr, uo close look
As Nathan sat in their room, thinking about how things had been the past week, Doris showed up, she had been with her grandmother all morning and he was glad to see her lovely face. "Mr Anakin, what seems to be on your mind?" She asked as she joined him on the king sized spring bed they shared"I don't know, I've just been thinking about how difficult things has been.""What do you mean?"He wasn't sure what he meant. He wasn't the one facing all the pressure but he felt sympathy for his wife. Her family had been giving her a hard time because she was granny Castiel's favourite, and even though she wasn't complaining anymore, he could tell that she was getting frustrated."How are you holding up?" He asked instead."Me? I'm okay. Why do you ask?""Nothing much. I just wanted to know how you're feeling, I know all this hasn't been exactly easy on you."I appreciate the fact that you're worrying about me but I'm okay. Like you said, I'm fighting head on and no matter what mother or anyo
Nathan stared at Doris who looked completely nervous. She folded her hands on her lap, silently praying that her application was accepted.To make things more business like, granny Castiel gathered the entire famiky and asked them to write an application which would be submitted to her. She said she was going to choose the best three and those people would be the ones most likely to become the family CEO."I hope she picks us." The worry in her eyes was as clear as a bell."You don't have to worry my love, I'm sure she will. You're a really smart woman, plus I saw what you wrote so there's no way she wouldn't pick you." He meant it, he hadn't seen the application written by the others but he was more than sure of what Doris wrote."I see you're all anxious to hear my results," the old woman started. "But I'm afraid you're going to have to be patient because we might be here for a while. In the meantime, why don't we talk… hmm? Starting from you, Miss Rachel. Tell us about yourself.""
"I still can not believe that that actually happened between you and Alan." Doris expressed her shock and her husband grinned. "I mean, I wasn't expecting something like that, where did you learn those moves?""It's not a big deal." He shrugged off her comments. "I just did what any other concerned husband would do.""Yeah I don't think other husbands would flip someone over their shoulders like a star from an action movie." Nathan laughed but he didn't say anything else. He didn't know he was going to do something like that himself, he just hated the way he held Doris. His initial intention was to talk to him like a mature adult and probably leave him stunned after saying something mocking in speech. But things didn't turn out that way, his anger had gotten the best of him.The couple walked hand in hand along the streets of key West Estate, also known as the rich people estate. Key West was home to the richest and most influential residents in Florida. Being rich alone doesn't guara
He glanced at his watch and frowned. He was late. He picked up the pace, almost running in an attempt to beat time. He had promised his lady that he would be on time and now he was running late.He finally got to the main road and took his place at the bus stop. After waiting for almost two minutes– two extra wasted minutes of his time– a taxi arrived and after a brief negotiation, they were on their way.His phone rang out from his coat pocket and he already knew who would be calling. "I know, I know, this isn't what I planned either. I'm sorry.""You were supposed to be here ten minutes ago!" She complained over the phone."I am really, truly sorry honey. I'll be there in three minutes… five minutes top.""Get here in two minutes!""I'm in a taxi, I'll be there soon." After he hung up, he noticed the cab driver staring at him through the mirror. "Wife's troubles huh?""Yeah.""I can relate. My Mrs is always stressing me out. But there's nothing we can do about it.""Yeah." He repl
"Yes?""I am detective Sam Rogers, and with me is my partner.""James West." They introduced themselves and showed him their badges."How may I help you fine officers?""Mr Thomas Castiel, you are under arrest for the crime of murder on Mr Anakin's late parents.""Are you serious? You are arresting me?""Yes sir. Please sir, I would advise you to come with us quietly to avoid any embarrassment.""Officers, what is going on here?" Evelyn questioned as she walked in.""Nothing ma'am, we would just like to invite your husband for questioning at the station.""Station? Please, what is going on here?""Calm down ma'am, you'll know his offense when he gets to the station.""Do you have any idea what of you're doing? You had the audacity, you had the guts to come into my house….and arrest me?""I'm afraid so. I would also advise you to limit your words sir, because anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law.""Court of law, what the hell are you talking about?""Ju
Frost grew over the windows even as the duvet kept her warm. Isla watched the ice-crystals grow for a while, allowing her brain to be empty, content to exist and be. The morning would bring the beauty of the ice for sure, that crunch under boot and the bold greeting cold air brings. Yet between now and watching her breaths rise as new white-puffed clouds there will be a very cold night. The kind that only stops at the doors of the well-made houses. The cold weather that seeped through any thin cloth to drain the soul, instead feeds the soul of those well wrapped in warm layers of well insulated fabrics.It was the same type of coldness that reached into one's bones, as if their heart were a door left wide open to the icy wind, slamming only to open again. The only thing to do would be to keep moving, keep heading toward home and the steady warmth of the hearth. There was a lot on her mind that night. And she even tried her best to get Nathan off her mind. She wouldn't just stop thinki
Evelyn met with Regina that day. Not for anything else besides their main discussion. She had purposely visited Regina and had the meeting scheduled at her house. She loved being a wedding guest. It's as if rockets have been lit beneath the soul. There is such love right out in the open. Everyone feels free to let their happy flags fly. Cynics are silent at last. Birdsong becomes the music of the quiet reflections. Souls are united. To have an invitation to such an event is a blessing indeed.She saw the woman from afar, shivering in fear. Fear of what though? Well perhaps it was because the head of the Queens was right at her house! She gave a satisfying grin at the moment and continued with her discussion. "Well, so you see why it is important for us to meet up?" She said, a satisfying smile working its way over to her cheeks. Her face had been plastered with bright heavy makeup. Again. Just on purpose. She ignored Regina's shivering and continued. "So we can discuss the wedding
Nathan is alone, thinking about his life when Doris enters. She tries to confront him, but he just wasn't buying. He was terrified of a whole lot of things. The emotion of our reunion sealed as a perfect photograph in my soul.He had felt so very angry. He'd felt so deeply bloody angry with the universe, with God. Yet that is so unfair. Everything he had struggled for is exactly what he asked to do. He had en route to achieve what he set out to achieve. The pain that was to come with it, the brutal brutal suffering of his soul was necessary. There was no other way to learn what he had learned. The anger is because he want to be with her. He want to be with you so much but he had to keep his own counsel, his own direction with only the influence of the divine ether that came to the artist. Artists would get that. They've felt what he felt. But there must come a time, a day, a moment when he would get to say he'd done what he set out to do. He really hoped so. Because that was when we g
Nathan opened the door for Tori to go in and she smiled at his portrayal of a gentleman."Thank you." "You're welcome."She walked in with a small bag in her hand."Here let me help you.""Oh no it's fine, I got it." She replied smiling."I don't like the idea of inconveniencing you in this way."Tori had insisted on following Nathan home after he dropped her at her place. She claims she couldn't leave him alone and let depression take over him."Mr Anakin, I'd like you to know that I have no secret agenda behind this, I just want to make sure you're okay by all times." Tori explained."Why are you saying that? I know you have no hidden agenda Tori.""Then let me be with you in such a crucial time sir… as a confidant." She said with so much sincerity in her tone.Nathan sighed, "as you wish."Now they were together in the apartment, Tori had insisted on preparing dinner but he plainly refused, he still had his mind on Doris and he wondered what kind of things the abductors would be
The door of the station pushed open and barging into the room was Evelyn with the other important women of Ettavile as her minions.Her heels made loud noises as she strolled confidently into the D.P.O's office."Ma'am you can't go in there." A police officer stopped her."My daughter has been kidnapped and I know who did it so move!" She yelled at him, pushing him away from the entrance.Inside the office was Nathan and Tori who had rushed back to the station after their conversation with Evelyn."I know who the culprit is! Which station is it?" Evelyn yelled at Nathan."Uhm, I can't seem to remember the name… the huh.. the one located just at the end of delmer street.""Be there by the time I get there.""Wait what?"Evelyn hung up the phone then faced her group members."We're going to the police station ladies.""What for?" One of the women asked."To report a little rat."Nathan jumped on his feet and picked up his jacket."What's going on?" Tori asked."We have to go back to the
They had no other option than to meet Doris and her husband. The gang stole Drew from us a piece at a time. Every week they pushed him slightly further until not only did he have no morals, he thought that way of thinking was a desirable freedom. His family, we who truly loved him, became his enemy. He looked at us like we were vile to him. Then one day I found him shaking in his bedroom, crying like the sun had been stolen from the sky, his hands slick with another's blood. That's the last time I ever saw the real Drew, in that moment of remorse. After that he sunk so low into his new m.o. that no-one got close unless they were bringing news of the next gang order.Nobody joins a gang without being a lost soul first. No-one goes to a monster for guidance unless it's their only option. Yet I can't underestimate this gang boy, however young he is. Until the head of any serpent is removed, you ignore the body at your peril. Given his youth he is perhaps more reachable than an older boy
Owen has nothing, he talks to his wife. He called his mother, they agree to beg Nathan and Doris. Incels, if women were robots then you could push their buttons and make them dispense sex in the way a coffee machine gives coffee. They aren't robots, or fem-iods, or foids, but people. Your hatred of women shows up in who you are, thus at an instinctive level, below the conscious brain, women will fear you. This fear is there to protect them from having sex with a man who does not love them. Women are people. Their "sex" is a form of bonding with the one they are in love with, male or female. People also tend to love a person who loves themselves, who is at ease with who they are. So maybe work on yourself? Build empathy instead of entitlement and hate? Personally, I only have sex with a guy when I love him. Not a robot.The "Incel" according to the Oxford Dick-tionary of "we know everything about you assholes who hide behind fake names and avatars," is short for "Incompetent Celibates