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LIKE A BROTHER THE KIDNAP
CRIMSON'S POV "Charles help me, someone is following me. I am near the bus........" I couldn't finish my statement as my phone was grabbed out of my hand weakened with the effect of chloroform placed over my face. I did say the day was terrible with all the Lucas drama, but little did I know that scary was awaiting my presence at the later hours. I had just left school feeling a little relaxed that Charles was not around to witness the unfortunate drama going on at school. I was going to grab a cab home but I decided to rather take a little stroll till I get to the bus stop at a further distance. I needed to clear my head and nothing works better than a peaceful stroll with a sadist playlist activated and starring at random things. I felt like someone was following me, there's this tingling feeling you get when eyes are on you. I couldn't dare brush the feelings off, not after the tormented walk I had through the hallways at school. I took unnecessary corners hoping that
LIKE A BROTHER Accepted
CRIMSON POVI was taken like an hostage but returned like a princess. The chauffer pulled up right at the front of my house an honestly I couldn't fathom the confidence Louen had. I called Charles immediately I got into the house, I was itching to call him on the way but I couldn't risk having the driver hear our conversation. It was clear that kidnapping me was just a medium to get to Charles. However I couldn't understand what must have gone wrong between Charles and Louen to have him do such a thing. I was hoping it was just a prank, call me stupid but that hope what was kept me from going crazy and rushing to the cops. Thank God I didn't. Charles came back after receiving my call and all he said when I told him I was back home was 'okay'. A really weak okay. He got back after twenty-seven minutes, thirty-two seconds. Yes I was counting, like a hawk I kept watching the door until the door knobs finally twisted. He looked furious and sweaty like he went for a run. His eye
LIKE A BROTHER THE VEIN EMPIRE
CRIMSON POVThe week was a rollercoaster of trouble, I had never had to go through so much disturbance in just a week. I was hoping the Lucas issue self settled itself since I skipped the revision week and even failed to tutor him and thankfully it was already half gone. I had exams to write but heaven knows I didn't get a chance to read nothing, so the plan was to say a prayer and await the miracle. All week I was worried, confused and utterly shocked. I know that's a whole lot of different emotions but trust me they all came crashing in, one by one. I was worried about Charles. After the clash he had with my dad he didn't come back. I would love to call it a stand off or a fight but honestly it was more of a beat up. I called him and he said he was staying at the hotel for awhile but awhile sounded like forever cause my dad was going nowhere. When my dad said Charles was fucking me and that I was naive, it made our relationship look like an assault case. He was being i
LIKE A BROTHER WEDDING ALBUM
CHARLES POV I had invited Mr Bold over to have a conversation over a cup of coffee. He first rejected the offer but later texted that he would rather talk over a beer instead. We both knew he came for less conversations and more blows, who wouldn't grab on the opportunity to beat up a guy at a dark crowded bar. After he arrived, I spent the next five minutes apologizing while he went on and on about how inconsiderate and unreasonable I apparently was. I took a minute to explain to him that my sorry was for endangering Crimson not for being in love with her and as you may have guessed, I ended up spending the next five minutes recieving blows. After anger had been vented and bruises had been administered, we finally got a chance to talk. He of course asked how long we had been together and I most definitely wasn't going to tell him we started hooking up while he was in Africa. So I just told the truth, I said we were officially together few minutes before he pounced in. I
LIKE A BROTHER MANTRA
CHARLES POV My hands were covered in blisters as I continued to punch him, the poor thing took a million blows before he got a chance to give one. After I was done I packed the bruised bodies of his minions and placed them in the trunk of my car while I put Louen at the back seat and made sure to strap him properly. He was once my friend after all. Nonetheless being my friend at some point in time didn't give him the right to play stunts that would hurt Crimson. So yeah I had to beat him up and then give him a brotherly hug. After my private investigator sent Louen's name with sufficient proofs that he took the pictures on that night at the school trip, I wasn't surprised not even a little. As much of a bad boy or gangster he would love to consider himself, there were still lots of moments he displayed his true dump, naive child personality. If he truly held me responsible for his dad's death he wouldn't take such pitiful methods to hurt me, he would kill me outrightly. He
LIKE A BROTHER ICECREAM
CRIMSON'S POV It had been a week since I got back home, it was a week filled with a rollercoaster of emotions. I kind of mended things with my dad but I still had to give him a little cold shoulder so that he realizes that I can't be easily swayed into leaving Charles for the baggy sweaters and candies he bought. Although it would have been a possibility if he added icecream to his purchase. The things I would do for that worthy brain freeze. Charles had not returned home so I was worried and pondering on whether his delayed return was because of my father or his work, and there was also the possibility that he no longer finds our relationship worth fighting for. I was still wallowing away time, thinking of the hurdles I needed to overcome. I hadn't even spared thoughts to the troubles awaiting me at school. That was another issue I had to worry about so I allocated nightime to worry about that. My schedule was filled up with moments to worry about how fucked up my life w
LIKE A BROTHER HAPPY CONTINUATION
CRIMSON POV Dale Carnegie once said "Success is getting what you want. Happiness is wanting what you get." I had always been successful in most aspect of my life that I have gotten used to the feeling of success. Academic excellence was never an issue for me, I never lacked financially thanks to my every working dad and as much as I would love to play the pity party with a broken family card, I won't, cause love was never lacking in my scattered home. However if I were to recount the happiest memories of my life it won't be about the plenty success I had attained. The day I stood in my purple dress walking elegantly through the aisle would top the list of my happy chart. It wasn't something I anticipated or believed would happen, but it eventually happened and I couldn't be happier. It was the day Brenna was getting married and I got to be her bridesmaid, it was one of the happiest days of my life. I had always imagined alot of impossibilities just for the fun of it and
LIKE A BROTHER THE HOLIDAY SUPRISE
I woke up feeling so tired from last night strenuous reading, it was the last semester of my third year in the five years tourism course. Painfully it was exam period the worst season most student dread and I had my last papers today. After the exam we would be given a month holiday before the next session begins. The thought of how well I would sleep during the holiday was the last strand of hope i desperately held unto as I studied each day. "Crimson please wake up and turn off tour alarm, its been crying endlessly for attention." I heard my dad shout from a distance and the frustration that lingered in his voice was too obvious to ignore. I unconsciously knocked off my alarm for my mini drawer to shut it up and the trick worked perfectly well. "Miss Bold!! you had better wake up and get ready before pour some iced water on you" I heard my dad threaten as he threw a pillow on me from behind my door. I was not a big fan of hearing him call me 'miss Bold' but I have grown to bear
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