MARSHA'S POV:-
"Now what do you think? You are also invited. Will you come to the party with me?" He asked me and I sighed. I forced a smile on my face as I knew I had no other way. To be honest, Brian was really not my type. Hell, I never really knew what was my type. But I was sure Brian was not. Not that he was a bad person. He was not. He was kind and very gentle. I had known him ever since I had come back to Ireland. He had been my therapist ever since. But I really did not feel that I could be in a relationship with him. Or if I would date him ever. He was tall and handsome. But still he was not the one for me. But this time, I really did not have any other choices but to accept his proposal. All though it was just a date.
"Okay, I will be there. Just don't come to my apartment to pick me up." I replied and he frowned in confusion. I rolled my eyes because I hated explaining things about myself to the others. "It's personal, okay!!!" I added in an annoyed tone and looked around. Sara was nowhere to be found. And Matt was not leaving. I was not really in mood to talk about that stupid party I was forced to attend. "Or maybe, I will be sick by the time the party will start. After all, who can attend a stupid party when they are puking around." I thought to myself and mentally patted my shoulder as a brilliant idea was in my mind to avoid the party. But I knew I had no choice. I had to finish my work so I would be able to go to that stupid party.
"Okay then. Whatever you like. I will meet you at the party. It's a date. Now I better leave so you can work. See you tonight." He said and I forced a grin on my face. I waved him goodbye as he went away. I sighed in relief as Matt was gone.
Every girl has a dream to get a dream job then find a super sexy guy. I also had those dreams when I was a kid. I wanted to open a spa. But life, sometimes life takes away everything we have and forces us to live with whatever we have left. Life, it is not fair with everyone. Life is gentle for some but it is a road with thorns for the others. I could relate my life with the second category. As my life has been hard ever since I had turned sixteen. As I could remember, my life was perfect. Until my sixteenth birthday.
I was not really a person who needed a job for living. My father was one of the top ten business tycoons of Ireland. We had everything. Mansions, cars, money and everything we needed. I was literally living a fairytale life. I even had a pony as my pet. Everything was perfect. My mom, my dad and I, we were a complete and perfect family. That was what I remember about my family. Everything was absolutely fine until my sixteenth birthday. That was when the dark era of our lives began. Our world turned upside down the very day. Or I should say it started taking a dark turn when I turned sixteen. Anyways, I really never expected to live a life I was living.
I could still remember that day. Mom and dad were really happy. I was wearing a princess dress. As I was princess for my dad. Our whole mansion was decorated with balloons and ribbons. My mom had baked the cake for my birthday, like every year. I never liked anyone else's cakes except for my mom's. She put the cake in front of me. I closed my eyes to make a wish. I can not really remember why I had made that wish. But I can remember that wish. I wished that I would stay with my prince forever. Even though I did not remember anything about that Prince. Or maybe, It was one of the illusions I have. I blew the candles and cut the cake. At that very moment, my mother fell on the floor. We took her to the hospital only to find out that she was no more. She had a severe heart attack. She could not bear it and she left us.
After my mother's funeral, me and my father were both devastated. His friend, who was also his business partner, Jackson White advised my dad to take me on a vacation. That it would pull us both out of the depression we both were in. My dad agreed and we went on a vacation for fifteen days. My dad and my mom had a love marriage. And they both were really attached to each other. I was also attached to my parents. Especially with my dad. He meant the world to me. I remembered I really never ate without my dad. For me, he was my hero and my ideal man. I think that's what all daughters think about their fathers. Fathers are really the best men in their daughter's lives.
I could still remember. It was the third day of our vacations when I started having those nightmares. It was a night before Halloween when I had that nightmare for the first time. My father thought that it was because I was feeling my mother's absence. Or maybe, he was protecting me from something. I really never knew. At first they were bearable but it worsened with every night passed. In the end, my dad decided to pack up and go back in just seven days.
Even the plane ride was difficult for me. Everytime I closed my eyes, I saw that girl standing in front of me. I was hell scared with that girl who's name was Sierra. But never in my life I had thought that those seven days were the last seven days I had spent with my father.
MARSHA'S POV:-When we came back to Ireland, we learned the most bitter truth of our lives. My dad's best friend, whom my father trusted most. He actually took everything from my dad.When on one side I was sick, while on the other side, my father was fighting the man who he had trusted most. Dad went to his lawyer and turned out that his lawyer was actually with my dad's friend. They tricked my dad at the funeral of my mother and made him sign the papers that said my dad handed over everything to his friend.My dad went to court to claim what was truly his but nobody listened to him. They proved my father as a crazy man and he was sent to the mental hospital.After all that, my uncle came and took me to London. From Mira Lawrence,
MARSHA'S POV:-"Marsha and Sara, in my office right now." Captain Falcon said and he went back into his office. I rolled my eyes and stood up from my chair. I looked at Sara who was equally puzzled as I was. I shrugged my shoulders and she sighed. Sara came to me and leaned over my ear."What the fuck is wrong with the fatso now? What does he want from us?" She whispered into my ear and I shrugged my shoulders."I don't know but let me guess, Captain fatso has too much garbage that he could not handle at all. So he is calling us to clean all his garbage. Such a lazy fat ass." I whispered softly and we both froze into our tracks. We looked at each other's faces and broke into laughter fits. We laughed carelessly over the compliment I had given for my boss."Stop laughing like crazy women you both ar
MARSHA'S POV:-"So, will you tell us the story of the most difficult case you have solved? We would like to know. Also, it would polish our skills." Sara asked captain Falcon and I barely controlled my laugh. She was fooling him and I knew he would buy it. He was one of those people who seek audience and fame. Such a foolish man to work with us. I knew him very well."Of course I will tell you. About seven years ago, it was the first week of September. I was just a step away to become the captain. A man came to the precinct reporting for a missing girl. The captain of the precinct handed me that case along with ten officers to help me. I was in charge of leading them and I was my first case to lead a team by myself.." He started telling us the story and we both pulled the chairs closer to his seat to sit beside him."What ha
MARSHA'S POV:-"How could a mother leave her child totally helpless? Was she really Sierra's mother?" I asked Captain Falcon and he grinned proudly while looking at me. I was one of the smartest officers working under him. He knew he could expect that kind of question from me."That's why you are one of the smartest officers working under me. She was not Sierra's biological mother. Sierra was given to her by her sister, because she had lost her six children. She never gave birth to a single living child. All dead babies. She did not like her sister either, that was why she left." He replied and I felt pure rage inside my chest for that woman. Because of her selfishness, Sierra had suffered this much."So, Brian Doyle told us everything and we suspected her father and her step mother. We tried to find her real parents if they would have ta
MARSHA'S POV:-It took us almost three hours to gather all the belongings captain Falcon had. We drove him to his home along with all his belongings. His place was fully decorated. Everyone was getting ready for the party. I sighed as I really was not in the mood to attend that stupid party. We set everything in its place. Then we bid our goodbyes and stepped out of his house. We hopped into my car and drove off.I went shopping with Sara after dropping captain Falcon at his place. I did not have anything to wear at the party. Sara had taste in all fashion and dressings that was why I took her with me. I thought she would be helpful but later I regret my decision for bringing her with me. She really was a shopping addicted person.After an hour of searching, I finally started thinking that I was out of my mind when I asked Sara to c
MARSHA'S POV:-I stopped my car in front of that deserted house. It was all dark around and the house was abandoned. That place scared the hell out of me. But I had to check the place. It felt like that place was pulling me towards it. As if it was a magnet and I was a metal element. I pulled my gun out of the dash of my car and checked it, if it was loaded. I stuffed two more refills into the gun belts that were on both of my thighs.I then hopped out of the car and went towards that house. The whole street was deserted. That made me think what would have happened here that the whole street was deserted like no one ever lived there. I did not forget to grab the flashlight I had into my car. I made my way towards the house and checked. I peeked through the windows. But I did not see anything. I tried to look for anyth
MARSHA'S POV:-"Took you long enough, sister. But I am glad that you are here now. Tell me, you are here to save me." I heard that voice and I felt myself glued to the ground."What's wrong, Marsha? Are you not here to save me? You promised me." She said and I turned around. My eyes widened in horror as I saw her standing right in front of me. I actually thought that I was just delusioning when I had seen her in front of me in the morning. But I was proven wrong."Sierra? Is that really you?" I asked her as if I was a fool. She smiled cheekily and nodded her head. She came running towards me and pulled me in a sisterly hug. I just could not believe it. I was hugging a ghost. And felt like she was alive. I could feel her arms wrapped around me."Bloody hell! How am I hugging a gh
MARSHA'S POV:-I opened my eyes and gasped loudly for air. Breathing heavily, I held my hand on my chest. I did not know since when I was not able to breath. But my lungs were on fire. Once my breaths were even, I stood straight and looked around. I was sitting in a garden. And it felt as if I had seen that garden many times.I froze as two arms sneaked around my waist. The arms were long and strong. I started breathing heavily again as I felt someone hugging me from behind. "What is it, Mira? Did you not remember me?" He whispered in my ear. I shut my eyes as suddenly I started to feel something throbbing between my legs."Stupid Mira. How can I react like this? I am not a teenager. So what if I am a virgin. That does not mean that my panties should be wet every time a man would hug me." I thought to myself. He brought his nose towards my