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Comments please....what do you think about the Alonso Family??....plus, what's your view on my characters and their looks?
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AntiNormal:
I wrote the above a while ago and I'm really curious to hear what people think about it.

Drop a comment, or two, and tell me what you think.

Well,1st to comment here;
It just started yet carries such suspense. It spells totally great story. keep it up....plus if u keep dropping it as hot as it started I might just be ur biggest Fan.
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EPISODE FOUR

Sandra grew wide awake, darting her eyes towards the huge,bronzed skin man whose looks epitomized the very essense of muscularity. She couldn't believe it. He snored so softly almost noiseless causing the continuous rise and fall of his well built chest emblemished with a mass of curly,dark hair. She almost got lost staring at his face like a complete dumbo. Surely, fascination was an understatement to what flashed through her eyes as she took in the face of the man who took her to realms of pleasure heaven beyond her expectation the previous night.

"woah!"

She had automatically gasped over her remembrance. She breathed in his natural male musk and sighed.
God must have been in the best of moods the day this male specimen was carved. His jaw where finely chiseled,his face was well sculptured and carried one of the most appealing features she had ever visualized. Could a man be actually this beautiful?even with tightly shut eyes,his lashes gave him this cute look that resembled that of an imaginary Angel which she'd fantasied it's existence that moment.
His bulky,unclad body had been hidden beneath the immaculate white sheets therefore depriving her the sight of his hairy chest but even at that she could still make out the protuberant biceps and his perfectly contoured body. She had mentally chided herself for almost wandering into a fit of unholy thoughts just by mere scrutiny of him.
Aghast in a swift,she clutched unto her cell phone which laid at the head board.

"Oh! Shoot!"

She throws her hand over her mouth and released a gasp. She was panic-stricken and filled with regrets.What greeted her eyes where fourty missed calls from her Father, thirteen missed calls from her sister Cleo, eighteen missed calls from Kierra,nine messages from Lily and finally one voice note from Lily.
At that,she knew she was super-screwed up.Despite feeling a little sore from their steamy sessions she
literally dived out of the bed,she got into her dress in one fluid moment but just as she made to grasp unto her shoes,she took notice of a shiny object which seemed to have fallen off the pockets of his Jean pants as it laid carelessly on the floor. She was in too much of a hurry to think how it got there. Clasping it,it was her emerald ring.

*Bing*

Hugging her bag and her shoes,she scurried away as noiseless as she could. She wasn't some LovePeddler who'll wait till he awoked,plus,at this stage she wasn't interested in any form of acquaintance. After all it was a big mistake. He was some lay that never happened.

*Hey! he was the best you ever had*

Her subconscious mocked her.
She had left at about 5:00am and at 6:30am,she arrived before a building whose big black gate hindered her entrance.
With bated breath,she retrieved her cellphone from her bag,dailled a number and pressed it against her ears.

"Hello.....Cleo I'm at your gate.......c'mon,I know,I know,.... yeah!...hey don't...."

Her voice trailled off at the sound of a lound bang from a door inside. She heard quick steps and braced herself for the scolding of a life time.
Yes,she was the older one but had to deal with her sister's big mouth.

An Average height beauty appeared behide the gates and yanked it ajar. A scowl had adorned her features and Sandra wasn't in any mood to get talked to death as it was definitely the order of this day. She had better things to worry about,like how to get underneath the shower right now.
Cleo resided in a small bungalow with her boyfriend who was currently out of town. She shooked her head watching her older sister scamper into the compound like ghouls where hot on her heels. Meanwhile, Sandra hadn't even spared her as little as a glance. She wasn't ready to spill the beans now after all.

"What's up with you?"

Cleo yelled with a narrowed gaze at Sandra.

"Dad's been threatening hell on your whereabouts and had sworn to banish you from the Alonso's dynasty"

Cleo frantically threw her hands up,sighing in exasperation. Sandra had to compell herself not to roll her eyes at her sisters words. The whole barnishing thingy was so cliche,it sounded more like a line from a poem or a lullaby as these where their Father's Almighty words. Dad was more of a Jury than a Father. He never hesitates to threaten and carry them out much to your surprise. He was surely a man of his words and a man to be feared. Sandra for the umpteenth time had pondered how their soft-spoken Mother kept up with his pace. His methods of issuing discipline unto his Children was definitely archaic especially now with the upgrade and the civilization of this present century. He could disown you over spilt milk or ground you for life. The fear of Xavier Alonso was the beginning of sense.

She could remember the numerous times Cleo had been disowned just because of her drive to achieving her dream as a rockstar. It was dissapprobatory and the thin line of war was drawn between father and daughter. She was the family's black sheep and had clahed countlessly with their Dad. Infact,she cohabiting earned her an ostracization from everything relating to the Alonso's. She totally black-balled,but what left everyone in perplexity was the unfazedness of Cleo over all the shits happening between her and her Father. Cleo was passionate and strong willed and was able to scale through. Sometimes Sandra wished she had the guts of her sister.
She didn't give a damn of what people think of her and wouldn't care if the world turns it's back on her. To her it was worth it. She living her dream and having the courage to achieve it was destiny. Infact, she was a conqueror.

Cleopatra unlike Sandra was dark,with a bright honey-like complexion with deep, nut- brown eyes. She was witty and possessed a beauty that rivalled her sisters. Her well shapely legs and tiny waist showed nothing but products of constant indulgement in the gym. She had this fierced demeanor that could intermidate any female. Her ever stubborn but caring nature was a collaboration of both their dad and mom.

Sandra had gotten beneath the faucet and watched blankly as the water cascaded down her body. She seemed lost as she stared into empty space. Immobile with the showers raining down relentlessly. Sandra had remembered Mom again and had thought about life without that woman. Mom had always kept her in check,she had somewhat tamed something alien inside of her. That amazing woman was no more and it felt like it had hurt her the most more than every other person.
The thoughts constricted her heart with pain that her face morphed into an embittered expression. She found herself sobbing uncontrollably. She was never strong,she couldn't handle the hurt that burnt her insides.

When Dylan,her boyfriend cheated she had been devastated. What exactly hadn't she given him? was it love?was it Money?.. The bastard took her virginity after so much pressure. She was one of the few ladies who wanted to marry a virgin. She'd even been laughed at for being so old fashioned according to Dylan it was super sick to not indulge in sexual activities while in a relationship. He had jeered at her naviety and chastity,he even called her an old wine.
Well,she felt she was loosing the love of her life and needed to save her relationship. The jerk hadn't even treated her nicely,he had deflowered her so roughly like a monster living her sore for days. Despite all that,he had the temerity to cheat on her a week after she'd offered herself to him like a sacrifice with another damn woman. Not just any Woman,her bloody cousin,Shontel.

*The bitch*

She hadn't realized just how much time she time she spent showering until the lound bangs of the bathroom door jerked her off her reveries

"Are you freaking kidding me? Sandra you gotta tell me what the heck is wrong with you. Get your butt down here"

She barked and stormed off.

Typical Cleo, always sassy.

Sandra had gotten out of the shower and had changed into her sister's oversized sweat shirts and had rocked a lilac track shorts underneath it. She'd been mute all through. Cleo had made breakfast of Spanish omelettes, cheesecake and hot chocolate of which they took in quietness.

"Got anything up your sleeves?"

Cleo's coarsed-cocky voice broke the silence. Sandra had raised a brow quizzically.

"Off course,our Old Man. He called surprisingly last night and expressed his blatant anger over your lackadaisical attitude towards practically life these days. He went on reporting your absence and ineffectiveness at work. He sure is so angry at you that he'll kill you".

She narrated sharply prompting for a plausible idea from her sister but was greeted with more silence.

Sighing in exasperation, for like the umpteenth time that day. Cleo retired from speaking as it felt stupid not being replied.It was more like fetching water with a basket,so annoying.

"I'm broken, I'm getting everything wrong Cleo"

Sandra's voice broke into sobs of which threatened to choke her. Tears blurred her vision as it flowed endlessly. Cleo had literally jumped into her sister in an embrace trying to placate her.

"I tried to be strong for you guys,I really did try to but I just couldn't. I'm shredded, Dylan's infidelity left me in anguish that can't be smouldered, Mom's departure lives me in total desolation. I have so much hatred for Shontel and I'm freakling depressed".

She spluttered with quivering lips. Cleo's facial expression was blank but she shakes her head in sympathy towards the depressive state of her sister.

"Dad's in pain too but he smothers it so expertly like an actor. I'm sick of being something I'm not. Mom curbed me but now that she's no more, I'm freakling terrified at what's gonna become of me?.The future seems so bleak from here".

She bawled while Cleo fought back her tears.

"Prepara'te(brace your self).. Alexandra!...estaras'bein`(you'll be just fine)

Cleo muttered in Spanish to Sandra's hearings. In a tight embrace,they stayed locked.




CLEOPATRA ALONSO
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ndiuelish:
Go to any to story thread, look for mentions, copy and paste here. I don't use an android or iphone but a keypad phone-it'll be super stressful for me. Btw long time no update-hope u re good sha

Thanks a bunch, I'll do just that.

plus,I had cold so I haven't been my sef. I would be dropping one or two episodes 2nyt. Thanks for your concern.

Gheeohh:
Nice story...keep it coming

Thanks

1: KIERRA HUDSON

2: LILY COSGROVE

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