The stranger stood by a lamppost outside of Madame Laura's boutique with a smoke in his hand, waiting on Evelyn's arrival.He took the cigarette to his mouth and inhaled then let out a puff of satisfaction.As soon as he sighted them exiting the boutique, he threw the cigarette to the ground and step on it, turning it off. He pocketed his hands in his hoodie and strolled casually towards Evelyn and Doris.The black hood covered almost half of his face, making his identify anonymous to people and as soon as he got to them, he hijacked the bags from Doris."Hey!" Doris yelled out."This is your mother's fault." He said in a somehow forced, deepened voice.After littering the floor with their belongings, he scaped through the crowd that surrounded him as Doris cried for help.The atmosphere in the car was heated up by the anger that consumed Doris as they drove off, Evelyn had to open the windows just so she could breathe.Evelyn was bothered by the words of the psycho that had attacked
Manuel's eyes widened in shock as he saw the both of them together. He asked himself, 'are they a… couple?'"Manuel?" The voice of Nathan springs him back into reality and he realised he really wasn't dreaming.He decided not to act out in any way, instead to keep his cool and act like nothing surprising had happened."I'm sorry Mr Anakin, I'm just really surprised to see you in such a position.""Oh, I know right.""I feel so sad just seeing you like this. What actually happened that night Mr Anakin?… if I may ask.""Of course. It was brake failure, my brakes happened to fail me at the wrong time and place.""I am so sorry sir, I wish you quick recovery.""Thank you.""I brought some flowers to make this place a little homely at least.""How nice of you.""I'll just place them here." He said placing the flowers on the drawer close to the door."Once again, I wish you quick recovery.""I really appreciate your presence Manuel.""I'm happy to hear it.""And before I forget, how are yo
A few more weeks had passed and Nathan was ready to return to work, even though he wasn't fully physically strong, he felt like he had placed a heavy burden on Tori, leaving her to do everything by herself.Fernando kept visiting Nathan, updating him on how much more Manuel had stolen from then while he was injured and Nathan was determined to put a permanent end to it.Over the past few weeks, a few other staffs and friends had come to check on Nathan's health and all brought gifts and wishes.★★★Nathan sat in the doctor's office with Doris by his side and the doctor walked him and settled on his chair opposite them."Mr Anakin, although you are free to be discharged but I recommend a few more days of rest for you." The doctor implied."Thank you doctor, I understand where you're coming from but I feel I've had enough rest. I can walk fine now.""Not fully fine.""I know but I can walk and not limp.""Yes I noticed. And about your leg, please don't stress it too much, it'll still ac
★★★The week went by faster than expected and as the days past by, Nathan got stronger and better.That weekend was finally Tori's birthday and every one was looking forward to it.It was almost winter and the atmosphere was already filled with cold air. Everyone had to wear extra clothings to keep warm.Tori already got gifts and wishes having the fact that the next day was a Saturday and Tori's birthday party."Hey birthday girl, you look extra happy this morning." One of the staffs said as she passed by."Of course I am, it's my birthday tomorrow." Tori replied with a shriek."Tori!" Nathan called out."Yes sir?""My office."She nodded and said her goodbye to the other staff."You called sir?""Yeah, I'm still waiting on that birthday request.""I really don't know sir.""I'll be waiting, anyway did Doris call you yesterday?""Oh yes she did, she wanted to know what kind of flavor I'd like my cake to be.""Okay good, don't worry, it's from thee best bakery on earth."Tori giggled,
The once joyful event had turned into a crime scene, police cars everywhere and an ambulance with Nathan in it.Wailing sirens echoed through the whole street and passer by's had stopped to know what was going on.From loud joyful music to loud sirens and murmuring from the crowd.The party was immediately called off and everyone was sent home by the police officers. They all empathized with Nathan but it wasn't enough for him, all he needed at the moment was his wife.For the first time ever, his staffs saw him break down and burst into tears and they all felt bad for him."Mr Anakin, please this isn't necessary, I promise you that we are going to find her." A police officer said to Nathan."Are you gonna find her tonight? I want to see her now! Find her for me! Please…" he begged in his knees."I promise I will sir, is there anything you saw that might give us a lead?""I don't remember, all I remember is her eyes, the way she looked at me when they took her away… I could have done
Evelyn has nothing, so does Thomas. They talk, family discussion. Evelyn has lost everything, so has her husband. They were busy discussing in the living room, though they knew there was nothing much to discuss about. Even the house they had was no longer theirs. "The "Cinderella Paradox" can operate between any gender in any direction. It comes of the emotions that accompany "marrying down." This is can be a function of the money-nexus, of racism or any kind of prejudice that evokes a superiority complex. The paradox element is that the lover who is perceived as part of the "higher" group at first sees the marriage partner as the best person in the world. They put them on a pedestal and love them in apparent unconditional fashion." A skinny woman who identified herself as Tasha was saying. She was a lawyer who bragged about a distinction result in psychology. "However, after the honeymoon period, when challenges of cohabitation, children or careers set in, the "higher" partner sta
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
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