CHARLES POV I knew Crimson won't stop asking questions as to where I got the scars from and I was most definitely not ready to give answers to any of her questions. I had no idea how I could bring myself to tell her all that happened during the five years I was away, I wasn't sure how she would look at me after hearing all I had done. I kept on thinking of the possibility that she would understand and forgive me once I explain what my situation was at that time but the possibility that she would condemn me and view me as a monster could not ignored. So I choose to escape. I knew running was not the best choice cause sooner or later reality would catch up with me but I still choose to ignore the truth and everything was going fine up until I received a call from Sandra. She said there was an urgent health issue she had to attend to and that she was in a hurry since her already booked session would soon start. She asked if I was available to swap classes with her for the day but she q
CRIMSON POV I always thought that the ideology of hearing a pin drop in a quiet room was nothing but an hyperbole created for emphasis and literary appreciation. That was my thoughts on the subject up until we got home after what happened between Charles and I in his office. The house have been completely silent to the point that one would think no one was even breathing within its walls. The size of the house made it impossible to avoid each other but even when we had few encounters no words were spoken, no sound made and no action attempted. If I had my way I would have taken the first rocket to Mars on a ten year vacation plan just to get far away from Charles. I could no longer comprehend what was going on between us, in the past we were siblings with a perfect relationship and then we became separated siblings longing for union. When we were finally reunited we progressed into siblings abhorring forbidden feelings but even at that time I had total control over myself, I knew w
CRIMSON POV I was sitting on the bed naked with nothing but a blanket rapped around me, I had to call Brenna to tell her I wont be able to leave the town with them and I also informed the supervisor about my absence using a family emergency as an excuse. You may be wondering what must have transpired after our kiss, well a lot did happen but not what you are guessing, cause even I would have never guessed what happened would actually occur. While kissing Lucas I felt like something was wrong, like something was missing, it felt way different from when I shared a kiss with Charles. I wasn't sure what it was but I knew at that moment that it's Charles I wanted to do this with, with him it felt wrong yet perfect, it felt like a crime but one that was worth committing. Maybe I was in love or in lust, I wasn't sure then so I had to go check for myself. I broke free from the kiss and left the room to go find Charles. I wasn't concentrating when rooms were being assigned so I had to conf
CRIMSON POV I adjusted my pillow higher then sat down while stretching my legs, I woke up to an empty space beside me. At first I thought Charles had bailed out on me regretting what happened between us but my worries were put to ease by the warmth of his space, that alone was assurance enough that he had just left but not enough to ease up my fear that he may regret it all. Just as I tried to stand up from the bed I felt a sharp pain between my legs and the memories of the night hit me like a soreness reminder. I lay down back deliberating which I should pay heed to between comfort and pain. I felt sore and moving was a little bit painful at that moment but the blood that stained the white sheet stole all the comfort I had managed to attain and all I could think about was running off to wash it up take a bath. I was still brain storming how to achieve both when Charles stepped in,at that moment I wished I had kept my eyes shut and drifted into a long slumber. He came in with a tr
CHARLES POV I was back to Crimsons house after staying away for a week. I initially planned to stay away from her for some weeks but the conversation I had with Lucas was an eye opener to how much I would loose all because I can't take a risk. I spent nearly ten minutes listening to the rubbish Lucas had to say, the more words he uttered the more provoked I got. He started of by telling me how much he liked her and how he felt the need to seek my permission to purse her. According to him he came to seek my permission but all I heard were dares, not request. He had the audacity to tell me that he kissed Crimson and more so it happened to be on the same day she came to my room at the hotel. The idea that I was a second choice invaded my mind and angered my pride to the point that I had to walk Lucas out. The only thing that stopped me from throwing an unjust punch to his fucked up face was the fact that I still needed the job to keep an eye on Crimson. Truly it was the conversa
CRIMSONS POV I was grateful that Charles came the time he did but a thank you was too burdensome to say at that moment. I wanted to call him early this morning when I was feeling weak but my pride didn’t let me, I was constantly reminded about the fact that he left again. So I called Brenna instead but she didn’t pick up, she never does when it’s an emergency. If I were to die I should at least depart with my pride so I picked up the duvets and choose a comfortable couch to Rest In Peace. Hearing from Charles what the doctor had to say shocked me a bit. I have been so busy with school projects that I had no time to eat at school and after coming home I neither had the strength nor enthusiasm to fix myself a meal. I didn’t even realize how much I had skipped until this hit me, there was no denying my fault at the situation. I should have taken better care of myself with or without Charles, I have been doing so for years now and I wouldn’t let a feeling I can’t give a name to stop m
It’s been a week since Charles asked me to be his girlfriend and a week since I had told him no but here I was sitting on the kitchen cabinet laughing hysterically as I watched Charles battle with cutting the onions he swore he would chop in a blink of an eye. Your surprise is well accommodated because even I would have had my mouths hanging on the air if someone had predicted these future for me. I was practically envisaging a week of totally avoidance and silence. That should be the aftermath of rejecting someone's proposal. Saying proposal now makes it feel weird but it still is the best term to describe what happened a week ago. Last week after Charles drained me of my saliva and the little air I managed to save up in my lungs, I was still longing for more and I missed his touch immediately it left my heated skin. I knew better than to plead for him to go on,considering the fact that I was barely conscious few hours before the scene. He starred intensely into my eyes and b
CRIMSON POV I had just two weeks for the endless lectures to be over. Then I would spend the next month fighting my way to final year through exams. School was anything but fun during this period, a lot of pressure and panicking. The once scanty library that was my second solitude corner was now packed with students who didn’t realize books were important until their exams were fast approaching. I sat between the shelf like a meat strand stuck between rebellious teeth. I never intended to reside there but when I was trying to grab a book I came crashing along with the heavy book. At that moment I knew the floor had choosen me to rule over its space, cause the comfort that came crashing with my butt was unimaginable. I sat there quietly until I saw Lucas and his minions called friends approaching. No hard feeling towards the group and no judgement on their intimidating aura but I always felt the need to avoid breathing in their space. They would always move around in flocks and