Rebecca got home that night feeling drained. She helped herself to a nice bath and a change of clothes and didn't leave her room for a while. She couldn't get over the things that Ashton had said to her and she couldn't stop herself from wondering what had really happened while she was unconscious. Who did she see before she blacked out? Who was the man that pushed open the door and had a mighty aura circulating around him?She shook her head along with the thoughts that maybe Ashton was the real hero. All she wanted to believe was that maybe he tried to help and ended up getting hurt. The man that broke down the door was probably from the strike team that Mr Jameson had called and he saved the both of them.Did Mr Jameson really call the strike team? “Stop doubting him Rebecca!” She slapped her cheek gently. “Stop doubting your own family! How could you even try to consider the words that Ashton said? Of course he'd say things to his own favor, he would never admit to her that h
The fork in her hand froze as she heard the words that left her mother's tongue. She was already expecting it so why did she feel surprised by it? Theron didn't even seem to look up as his mother talked about marriage. Rebecca gave him a side glance and watched him eat like her mother hadn't just said something absurd. He must not be surprised, Rebecca thought to herself. They must have obviously talked about this behind my back but when? Rebecca carefully dropped her fork into her plates, letting it make only a gentle clatter noise then picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth. She heaved a gentle sigh, almost inaudibly before speaking up in a serene tone. “Mom, I know you mean well but I cannot get married, not now, not after everything that I have just gone through.” Diana's fork and knife clattered loudly against her ceramic plate as she let them fall carelessly into it.Rebecca flinched at the sound of it and she could see Theron from the side of her eyes that he had reacted the
The room was dark and cold. Winter drew in as quickly as it could as autumn came to an end. A hush of cold breeze blew in through the half opened window and the drapes flapped like a cape in the wind. Outside grew a storm, dark and gray as the sky began to rumble like it was having a tummy ache and droplets of rain dripped from the sky onto the earth which immediately began to soak them up. People hurried their steps on the road outside of the hotel to get to their destined homes while the staff inside the hotel compound seemed to be rounding up a chore or two before the rain would fall.Anyone who took one look at the sky would tell that it was going to be a heavy shower. Even the moon had hid himself behind a few grey clouds to huddle until the rain would pass over or at least when he felt it was safe to come out again.Ashton stood by the window with his hands buried in the depths of the pocket of his trousers. His eyes stared emotionlessly at the growing storm and the smell o
“Me???” Rebecca's voice came out almost as a shriek. She scoffed. “What?” And scoffed again. “Well what do you think? That he wants me or Theron or Mr Jameson?” Diana questioned her daughter. Rebecca made an attempt to reply but ended up stuttering nonsense like her tongue had suddenly gone numb. “Obviously not,” Her mother continued. “He must hate all of us to the guts. You my dear, he is probably not over you yet and he wants to try to push his way back into your life and ruin you!” Ruin her? What made her mother think that Ashton was trying to get her back just to ruin her? Why did they all seem to have that particular mindset that the only thing Ashton ever wanted was her destruction and he would even want to come back to her just to make sure it happened? None of what he ever did or had ever done proved them right about that. ‘Sure he lies to me some times when he does not want to admit to defeat’, she thought to herself. ‘But I'm sure he is not as evil as their tongues mak
Rebecca sprung awake before the call of her alarm and went to the bathroom to freshen up. She got dressed in a pink bra top and a black leggings then a pair of white sneakers.She searched inside her wardrobe for a pullover after realizing that the chilly breeze was yet to be gone and she eventually picked an ash colored hooded pullover.Her hair was made into a ponytail behind her and it bounced as she made her way down that stairs. Surprisingly, her mother was already up and preparing breakfast at seven in the morning.She walked down the stairs and joined her mother in the kitchen. “Good morning mom.”“Morning my darling, how did you sleep?” The woman responded while tending to the food on the stove.“I slept quite well although it was cold all night. I think that should be the last autumn rain. Anyway, I'm heading out for a jog to warm myself up.” Rebecca announced to her mother.
The road was clear and calm. The sun was barely up– trying to sleep in a bit or rather still feeling drowsy– and the sky was a calming blue decorated with a few partially fading white smoke-like clouds. A cool breeze blew against Ashton's face as he jogged down the road ahead of him. A few others decided on a morning jog as well to heat up themselves due to the coldness of the weather but it was only a scanty number. A single bead of sweat formed on his head as he made his way down the free road, even after jogging for almost a long while now, he still wouldn't sweat. The weather was cooling rather quickly even though it was still autumn everywhere. A thought came and left Ashton's mind as soon as it entered. ‘What if that arrogant man has an attack a day sooner than I expect?’ As the question began to build up in his mind, a sudden vibration from his pocket caused the thought to disappear completely. He stooped to catch his breath for not even up to a second before dipping his
Mai Lee swallowed hard. She hated her mind and the tricks it had been playing on her recently. Mostly all night. Just thinking about it made her sound and feel like a fool to herself. The main reason she was avoiding a conversation with Ashton was because ever since she saw him the day before, looking at him and all those men he had beat up, she couldn't stop thinking about him.She had gotten access to the CCTV camera of the place and the footage remained in her mind even though the whole evidence had been destroyed. But she couldn't stop thinking about how skilled he was with a gun,how easy it was to take down all those men and even scare a few away. All through the time he fought, he had a knife sticking out of him!She told herself that in the next fifty years, she could never amount to half of what he was. But that wasn't the problem, the problem was how she kept reminiscing about him and how strong he was single handedly taking down all those men and how cool he looked while
Ashton's eyes had immediately switched with being expressionless again just because he wanted to look at her and she got very angry.What would it do to him if he didn't act like a stone around her? Would it kill him just to show a little emotion around her? Why did he feel comfortable showing others that he was human but he acted like a statue with no emotions around her?She would walk out and make him come after her, at least that was what she had in mind to do. Ashton's eyes searched hers for some reason and she suddenly felt uncomfortable. What was he trying to find in her?“I'm going outside to grab a bottle of water and I was wondering if you two need anything.” She cursed at herself on the inside as those words left her mouth. Ashton looked at Lica. “Do you need anything? Do you think this water is going to be enough for you?”Lica nodded her head. “Yes it will. What about you? You don't have any water or anything, are you okay being like that?” Her beautiful eyes widened wi