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chapter 13


To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love but then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To be happy is to love, to be happy then is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy, therefore to be unhappy one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.... Adapted from The pleasure master by Nina Bangs.
Previously on Painful Addiction
"Open your eyes, you're gonna love this"
"Come on, don't be scared"
We finally came to a clearing....
"Sweet baby Jesus"
******
In front of me was the most beautiful sight. No, beautiful can't even begin to describe what I saw.
There was a beautiful waterfall that looked like falling crystals entering into a brilliant pool of water that made it look like liquid stars, beautiful birds flying above and on the land, there was a picnic mat with picnic baskets containing varieties of food... my favorite food.. And rose petals in the shape of a heart scattered around the mat. I stood trans fixed gazing at the amazing scenery so I didn't notice Asher sneak up on me to whisper in my ear.
"Surprise"he said lowly. No guy had ever done something so amazing for me. I finally regained my ability to speak after being awed.
"Wow.. Asher... It's just so... Wow... I don't know the right words to use to describe this. How did you even find this place?"
"It's my favorite place. Am really hoping that it could be our favorite place"he replied. I've never had a favorite place so damn, am taking this one.
"It's become my favorite place too"I murmured but he caught it.
"Am glad, now our picnic awaits us".
******After eating*****
"Sweet heavens, that was so goood"I said as I moaned in satisfaction. From the food, not whatever you all might be thinking. "How did you even know the kind of food I like?"
"I have my ways"he said with smoulder that made my breath get caught in my throat but then I cleared my throat.
I deadpanned"Sofia told you right?"
"Fine, she did. You can't let a guy have his moment can you?"
"Nooope"I said popping the 'p' and he shook his head and smiled. God, he should never wipe off that smile again."So, let's play a game"
"What game?"
"You ask me a question then I answer then I ask you a question and you answer. "
"So...in a nutshell, you want us to have a... conversation?"he said with an amused glint in his eyes.
"Umm... Yeah.. That's.. What I meant"I mentally face palmed at my stupidity. Sue me for not going on a date before.
"Why don't you start by telling me something about yourself that I don't know ?" He asked
Well that's not hard to answer, but with the way he's looking at me as if he wants to ravish me makes it a little bit harder for me to answer. "Okay Andrea, just use your vocal cords to form words


and then sentences and you can go on from there"I thought to myself.
"Well,I guess through your "research"you would have found out my birthplace and all... Uhm.. Let's see.. I love k-pop, movies with action, adventure, comedy and a Lil bit of romance thrown in here and there, favorite color is green, I love music, I am NOT good at sports at all and I love food, dislike being without food,my hobbies include shopping for food and just seeing food" Okay maybe I should have left that part about food out.
Asher looked at me, blinked and then started laughing.
"Holy Bleep, your hobbies and likes and dislikes are all about food"he said between laughs.
"What? I"m being honest, I love food"
"Well that's something we have in common, I also love food. I spend most holidays trying out different cuisines"
"Me too, one time, I traveled to Africa particularly Nigeria with my parents when they practically forced me and damn, their jollof rice was simply.... Exquisite. I thanked my parents for forcing me to go after having it. "
"Maybe one day, we could go eat this jollof rice. Oh yeah, have you watched Jumanji?"
"I just saw it, it had all my favorite things all in one"and just like that the conversation continued with neither of us running out of things to discuss about. For the first time, I felt really free with a guy. I felt like I could talk to him all day without getting tired.
****
"Baby doll"he called after we just finished the last piece of cake.
"Yeah?"
"There's just one strawberry left"
"Yeah I see that... and I call dibs on it"
"Come on, you ate almost all the strawberries at least let me have this" he whined with an adorable pout.
"Fine, we'll settle this with a game of rock, paper, scissors, okay?"
"That's better"
"Okay then, rock, paper—"I didn't wait to finish as I grabbed the berry and plopped it into my mouth and chewed it slowly emphasizing each slow movement of my mouth.
"Girl, you play dirty"
"You weren't fast enough dude"I said smirking.
"We'll see who's fast enough"he said with a devilish smile on his face that reminded me of the time a tiger once smiled at me at the zoo. I know I wasn't seeing things, it actually smiled..like it wanted to eat me and enjoy every minute of it. And that's the way Asher is smiling at me. Uh oh...
He removed his jacket and lunged at me. I shrieked and started running around with him close behind pursuing me and am sure he was enjoying this as he wasn't even breaking a sweat while I was beginning to pant in exhaustion. The sneaky son of a bachelor.
He finally caught up to me and said "baby doll, I hate to say this but you have the physical fitness of a really enormous panda"
"Hey, I am very fit thank you very much, you're more faster and more fitter than me by the way. "I said frowning but deep down, I knew I should really work on my fitness.
"And it looks like you can't run anymore"he whispered, his hot breath fanning across my face. I smirked and pushed him backwards.
"Can't i?" I asked but before I could take three strides, he grabbed me and threw me in the lake. I came up for air with anger in my eyes but the idiot.. the really handsome idiot just stood there laughing his ass off.
"Oh.... You can laugh right? You are so gonna pay for this Asher, you just messed with the wrong panda"I threatened.


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EP 8


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The house was dark. Quiet. The only sound Fiona heard came from outside her window. It’s now or never, she thought. She wore her robe over her pyjamas. She heard the sound of keys in her pocket- Max’s keys. And now it was time to use them. She had forced herself to stay awake until she was certain Max had gone out.
She went down the hall to Max’s room. She tried the door locked as usual. No surprise.
“What are you hiding?” She wondered aloud
She inserted the first key… It didn’t work
She tried the second … same
She tried next… It slid into the lock but wouldn’t turn. The clock in the hallway struck one.
Come on, come on, she thought, trying two more keys before the door finally opened. Fiona stepped into the room that smelled mostly of cigarette smoke. “Now, Fiona think,” she whispered and dropping the keys back into her pocket. She saw that name Rylee Pans. She pulled the card from its holder, reading the address and phone number. Telling herself that it didn’t matter, that it was the middle of the night. With trembling fingers, she dialed. Waited within seconds there was a click and the woman’s voice-playful, mischievous. ‘Hi. You know what? Ya missed me I’m out. Leave your name and number and I’ll call you back. If you are lucky.”
Fiona hung up fast. Should she have left a message?
Who was that woman? A stranger?
As it was Fiona couldn’t waste any more time, so she dropped the card into her pocket with Max’s keys, and searched through his diary, hoping that seeing a name or address or phone number would trigger her memory, but she was disappointed.
“Never give up,” She told herself and turned attention to his computer. She needed a password to get into his e-mail and used all combinations she could think of, but nothing opened the damned files. The clock in the hallway struck 1:30am. How long would Max be out? All night?
She took in a deep breath. Somehow she would uncover all the dirty little secrets of her so called brother, Max.
And of your own, Fiona. What secrets are you hiding?
“Don’t think that way”, she told herself. She was running out of time and there was one last drawer she had not checked.
“Give me strength,” she whispered.
She slid open the drawer and saw a “gun”
A small, silver-plated pistol.
Her heart nearly stopped. Why would Max have a gun?
To protect himself and his family - a family he rarely saw? Or to do bodily harm? She lifted the weapon, checked the chamber and saw the bullets….Her throat went dry. The damned thing was loaded, it felt heavy. She considered putting it back in the drawer because she didn’t want Max to know she’d been snooping, but…. Maybe she’d need it and maybe by taking it she’d prevent him from using it.
Oh, Lord, she couldn’t trust him, she knew in her heart she couldn’t. Who was this man who kept secrets, locked doors, and hid a pistol in his drawer.
Someone was coming. Fiona went instantly still. She should leave. Now. But what about the gun? If she took the pistol from the drawer Max would realize someone had taken it. If she left it, he could use it ….. against her. Carefully she put the pistol in her pocket as she heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
Max!
Damn.
There was no time to go out the hall and hurry to her room. She had to hope he would go in through the suite. With trembling fingers she kept the files, closed the drawers,


locked them and locked the door to the hallway. He was on the top step. She switched off the light and entered the exercise room, shutting the door behind her. Then she waited. His footsteps closer.
Please don’t let him find me.
He entered after unlocking the door and entered the computer room.
“Son of a bitch,” he said under his breath.
“What the hell? Why is this screen saver on? Who’s been in here?
His phone rang
“Hello?”
Get out now. This is your chance.
On silent footsteps she left his room. Eavesdropping.
“Yeah…. I know….No, I didn’t call…. I said I didn’t shit! You’re sure? Yeah, I know about caller ID…. Well, when? I wasn’t home yet…. Jesus Christ, someone’s figured it out!”
Max had to be talking to Rylee Paris and she was telling him about the phone call she had made.
Oh, God, no! somehow the woman was mixed up in this mess, but how? Why? Her head was pounding and she knew she had to get out. Fast.
Fiona didn’t wait another second. He was involved in something deadly. Something that may have cost Parteno James his life. Something that might have been behind her nearly dying the other night. Oh God she was not safe. She had to run.
She couldn’t do anything tonight. She had to play dumb, like everything was alright, make Max think she didn’t suspect him of anything.
She entered her bedroom, tucked the gun under the mattress, threw off her robe and lay on the bed, she heard Max’s room door open. She shut her eyes and tried to breathe normally. Slow. Relax. Relax your muscles. Her bedroom door opened and she feigned sleep, breathed deeply forced her eyes to be still. He walked closer to the bed and leaned over her. She could feel his breath on her face and she wanted to scream. Breath slowly, Don’t panic.
“Fiona?” His voice in a whisper
“Fiona?” he called again. His voice calm
She didn’t answer
“Are you awake?” Damn it, he wasn’t going to give up. She rolled as if she was disturbed in her sleep.
“Fiona?” His voice was louder now.
She had to respond. “Wh-What?” she blinked her eyes open. “Oh God, you scared the hell outta me! Max?”
Acting confused and yawned. “What time is it?”
“Late. I know. I just got home. I think someone was in my office tonight. Here, the office here in the house”
“Who?”
“I’m asking you.”
“I don’t know…oh, God! An intruder! Do you think it was an intruder?”
“I don’t think it was an intruder,” he said
“Then why are you waking me up?” she asked
“We have to change the locks. I – I thought you were going to do that. Are you going to check the other floors?”
“No….Fiona….I don’t think anyone broke in.”
“But you said…”
“I thought maybe you were in the office.”
“Me? How? Isn’t it locked?”
“Yes”
“Then how…?”
“I don’t know,” he said and his face looked evil.
“But my keys are missing.”
“You think I found them and broke into your office? Oh Max don’t be ridiculous.”
“The screen saver was on in the office.”
“What does that mean?”
“That someone had used the computer in the last ten minutes, it’s programmed to stay on that long before going into sleep mode.”
“Well, I can’t explain it. You are working too hard. Go to bed, Max. We’ll figure this out in the morning.”
“Just tell me you’re not lying,” he said.
“Okay, I’m not lying and you’re acting like a lunatic”
“Don’t cross me. That would be a big mistake.” He let go of her and stormed off to the office. Probably to discover that his gun was missing.
Tomorrow she would leave.
And go where? With what? You don’t have any money. You don’t have any identification. You don’t have a car.
But she’d find a way to leave this prison.
Even if it killed her.





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CHAPTER 46 PART 3

"Martin Moretti " she recalled.
"Who the Bleep is that?" I asked perplexed.
"Wait...you don't remember?"
"Oh hold on, it's not you. It was when I was with my ex bestie, Natalia" she explained.
"Still at the desert in your explanation here, though" I said.
"I know someone who can help us with the money. There's this guy who used to be heads over heels with me back at the college. Like he would literally do every and anything for me, but you know...I met Edwin and things changed. Though he said I could contact him anytime I change my mind" she shrugged smiling widely.
"I am so out of what to say right now, why didn't you think of this since?! Bitch call him now!!" I exclaimed passing her phone to her.
" Calm down. Just pray the line is still active or that's our hope going down the drain" she joked.
She quickly searched for his contact on her phone then dialed it, putting the phone on loud speaker.
*on phone*
"Hey...Martin, it's Quincy Adams. Remember me? We used to attend Howard's College together" she explained hoping that he wouldn't have forgotten her oh so soon.
" il mio amore.. How could I ever forget you? I've been earnestly waiting for your call" he said in an accent I recognized to be Italian.
" I called for something else Martin, I need your help" she stated firmly.
"Not for love, no? Mio caro I'm broken hearted ..for the second time" he said soundingounding rather hurt.
"I'm sorry.."
"You know what? Meet me at my house where we can talk things out. And I know what you may be thinking.. this weird guy from college who is so in love with me wants to meet me at his house after six years" he cut her off in a brittle manner.
"Is he tryna cry?" I mouthed to her causing her to let out a chuckle.
"No Martin and besides I got a friend I want you to meet. Just text me the address, we'll be there in a jiffy" she shrugged before they dropped the call.
"There's that. After breakfast we go" she sighed.
"Girl...we have to go now. You think I was preparing the meal for us? Honey, I lost my appetite since yesterday" I said dragging her off her chair as we drifted away from the kitchen.
//
As promised, Martin texted Quinn the address before we got in a cab.
The drive was a quick one as though Martin lived two miles away.
In not less than an hour, we arrived at a stop in front of a huge black gate beautifully decorated with gold anchors at the top.
We had to call Martin Moretti to inform him of our arrival. He had his men open up the gate for us and lead us to him.
I moseyed in awe as my eyes caught the beautiful cupid fountain that mounted in a garden close to his mansion.
His garden and flowers were neatly trimmed. The interlocked floor seemed spotless like no one ever drives in.
When we got into the house, I was just done. I had enough of the wonder.
It was impeccable.
I had no idea who this Martin Moretti was but I could tell he was epicurean.
Quinn showed no form of surprise whatsoever so I assumed this might not be the first time she's been here.
"Ahh..benvenuto signore" that familiar male voice interrupted my thoughts.
I turned to see a man not close to his 40s rather in his 30s or so, dressed in navy blue suit, his hair perfectly gelled and combed slightly to a side. He gently walked to where we


stood, giving each of us a welcoming kiss on the cheek.
"I have missed you so much" he placed his palm on Quinn's as he offered us a seat.
"Likewise, Martin. But I'm here for something more serious" Quinn spoke firmly.
What's with her and the firmness? He's all tempting but hey... Loosen up a bit Patricia.
"Oh what may the matter be?" He furrowed his brows, sinking into his chair with arms folded.
"This is my best friend, Gabrielle Salvador. She's got a bit of a financial problem and we need you..to lend us some money. We'd definitely repay you" she assured giving him that warm smile of hers.
"Please Sir..If I don't get that money today, I'm afraid something bad may happen" I begged.
He took a minute to study us before taking a drink from his champagne.
"Firstly, you can call me Martin. Sir..sounds a bit too formal you know?" He said in his Italian accent with a smile.
"Now..how much are we talking about here?"
Quinn and I stared at each other. Who knows if really he's going to give us such money? I mean, sure it's clear that he's bloody rich. Even his brown eyes say it but would he lend us the money?
"Uhm..Martin, it's 50 thousand dollars" I muttered then immediately drank of the champagne in my glass.
Even the sentence sounded so heavy in my mouth.
He laughed bending forward to stare intensively at us "what kind of trouble did you ladies get yourselves into?"
"Oh Martin...come on, it's just a financial problem. We'd pay you right back. Please...you're my only hope" Quinn trembled.
"And what about eh your boyfriend then, Edwin? Is he not with you anymore?" He smirked.
I don't know what his catch is but..I don't like it.
"How does this have anything to do with him? Are you giving us the money or not?" She hissed.
"mi dispiace amore mio. Forgive my words.. I can be a bit of a jerk sometimes" he calmly apologized with a smile.
"I'll...give you the money. But you have to let me see you again. Just the two of us, like a date"
Such a devil..
"Okay. One date only. So you'd really give us the money?" She asked slightly grinning.
"Yes, I told you before. I would do anything for your happiness" with that, he made a quick call and a dark guy appeared with a briefcase.
The Lord knows I was trying my best to control my emotions. Finally I had the money, without much stress. I was gonna get Anne and my brothers out of the hands of those demons.
"Thank you so much Sir...I mean, Martin. You have no idea how much this means to me!" I squealed giving him a quick hug before I caught up with Quinn who was avoiding any long conversation with him.
Honestly, if Edwin wasn't a great guy..I'd talk her into giving Martin Moretti a chance. He doesn't seem wrong at all to me. Although those kinda men had skeleton in their closets.
"Ready to get Anne and the boys back?" Quinn smiled with arms open.
"You bet".


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chapter 12


I was just wearing my sneakers in my room when I heard the doorbell ring.
"Get the door April!!!"I yelled
"Okay, you don't have to shout, geez" I heard the front door open and muffled voices and then someone racing up the stairs and my door was thrown open.... rudely.
"Don't you know how to knock?"I asked in exasperation.
"I do, but then, I decided not to"April replied cockily and I shook my head at her.
"Well, well, you got yourself a tall tall drink of handsome sis, he's drop dead gorgeous, you sure you can't lend him to me to take for middle school homecoming?
"In your dreams girl, he's mine. "
"Ah!!! She's already laying claim, nice one"
"Yeah yeah, get outta here."
She stuck out her tongue at me and sashayed towards the door.
"Close the door behind -"I didn't get to finish before she ran out leaving my door ajar. I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance. "Why did God have to punish me with this kind of sister"I thought as I raised my eyes heavenward. Just then, I realized that I was probably keeping Asher waiting so I rushed to the mirror, checked my appearance and puffed up my hair a bit and ran out the door and down the stairs to the living room.
On getting there, I met Asher, my parents and April laughing together. "Okay, what the heck?"
"My God, Andrea, you didn't tell us how much fun your date is, I haven't laughed this hard in weeks"my mom said with bursts of laughter.
"Yay, am happy you're having fun"I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well, we don't want to keep you any longer, go Asher but bring her back by curfew"my dad said.
"Yes sir, I'll make sure she has the time of her life" Asher replied.
My parents left the parlor and went upstairs to sleep.... Again. When they aren't working, what they love the most is sleep. Well, like parents like children. We all love sleep.
When I was sure they left and not peeking from the hallway, I finally had a good look at Asher and damn, he looked mouth watering. He was wearing a black v-neck T-shirt which showed his toned toned chest, ripped black jeans, a gray leather jacket and black boots. His hair was a tousled mess on his head. Oh God, my heart... Stop beating so fast. "Why is he looking at me like that, oh please stop staring at me with that look before my heart turns to mush".
He whistled lowly "damn baby doll, you look absolutely breathtaking" his eyes raked all over my


body and I felt my knees go weak but I composed myself.
"Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself"
"Ah, baby doll, I always look good"he said cockily. "Now let's go, our date awaits"
************************************
As soon as we got to the front porch, I saw a black, frightening deathtrap which I believe people call a motorcycle.
"That's what we're going in?"I asked with fear.
"Yep yep, its my baby, a BMW R1100RS"he said proudly. It's cool and all but it still looks frightening.
"I know what it is, a sports cruiser but it's still scary"
"Come on, don't be scared, I promise it'll be fun riding on it, just hold on to me, when I turn to the left, you do the same, when I turn to the right, you do so too and you won't fall off.... Hopefully"he said with a smirk and I swatted his arm. "If I die, i'm taking you along, now let's go"he chuckled and handed me a helmet and lifted me up and onto the motorcycle and he got on.
"Wait, aren't you gonna wear a helmet?"
"You're the one who's riding for the first time, your safety is more important. "
"Don't blame me if you fall off and die and possibly kill me too if the bike loses control, I wanna live till graduation dude. "
He held his hands to his chest"Ouch girl, I really do appreciate your utmost faith in me. It warms my heart "he said sarcastically
I wrapped my arms around him"drive dude and don't kill us"
"Hold on tight and I promise not to kill you.... yet"he said and zoomed out to the street. I held on tightly with my face pressed against his back and my eyes closed shut.
"Baby doll, open your eyes, you gonna love this!" He said over the roar of the motorbike. I tentatively opened one eye after the other and looked around but didn't dare remove my arms from his body... Ehh. His body is really hard but comfortable though. We were moving so fast and the wind was blowing at my hair and I really hoped it wasn't messing it up. Slowly but surely, I began to enjoy the ride.
"You're right, this is awesome!! "I shouted at the top of my voice.
"Glad you're finally enjoying the ride!!"he shouted back.
*****30 minutes later*****
I realized that we were way out of town and in the countryside surrounded by trees, bushes and more trees.
"Uhh, Asher?!"
"Yeah?! "
"Where the heck are we?"
"You'll see!"
He slowed down and stopped by the side of the road and killed the engine.
"Now we walk"he said after we had gotten off.
"Am beginning to hate this date already"I muttered but he caught it.
"Don't be lazy baby doll and have some faith in me geez"
"Fine"
After minutes of walking, we finally came to a clearing and I looked around to see the most amazing sight.
"Sweet baby Jesus"I said in awe.





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chapter 2 part 3


As I walked into my class,it was empty,i calmly walked to my seat,remorsefully,i brought out a novel to read to calm myself down,i just stared at it,then
"Hey phoebe"I knew it was Zayn
"I don't need your apology Zayn"I said not looking at me,as I heard the foot steps,i perceived the scent,it was Jax
"It's Jax"he said as he sat at the seat front of me and faced me,i quickly wiped away my tears
"Well,you were cool and your mouth was hot,but after then,you got so emotional"he said in a judgemental manner,i didnt look at him
"What are you talking about"I asked
"Well I saw everything that happened,starting.."I cut in
"Dont bring it up"I said frowning
"Hey sweetie,you really don't need to be mad at your bestie"he said
"He's mad at me too"I said
"Yeah...but still"he said
"You dont know Zayn"I told him
"Phoebe,the fact you don't like the girls doesn't mean Zayn shouldn't too,of course you both are besties,as a girl,youd love him to do whatever you do,like whatever you like,hate whatever you hate,but it's not possible"he smiled advising
"What you hate might be what you like,then vice versa,doesnt mean you guys aint besties anymore,i heard you guys Convo,you really could have let him end his sentence before you took conclusion"he added
"Zayn does that Everytime,it hurts"I said
"I and Lucy are siblings,i like you doesn't mean she should,she hates you,doesnt mean I should,see,we different"he said smiling
"Now whose fault"I said about crying
"I wouldn't put the fault on any one but i guess you felt really bad when he yelled?"he asked,i nodded yes as I cried
"Aww baby,sorry"he said as he placed his hands on my cheeks and wiped away my tears gently,his hands were so warm and tender,he caressed my face just the way I love it,i smiled as he removed his hands
"But seriously,your sister is too big to be stupid"I told him not minding if they were related
"I know Lucy is rude,arrogant,proud and she's lacks manners,that one reason I don't hang around with her at school"he smiled,it was funny,i laughed
"Maybe you could change her"I smiled
"I wish"he smiled
"Phoebe"he called on me as I returned the novel back.to.my bag
"Yes"I replied
"You're pretty,you really are,like extremely"he said
"I love your exaggeration"I told him
"No am not,like seriously you are,youre small,pretty,cute so perfect"he commented
"Thanks Jax"I smiled taking it like it was serious,it wasnt serious,have heard it from so.many guys,i stood up,he did the same
"You have another class?"he asked
"Nah,am done for today,you?"I asked
"It remains F/M class left"he said
"Oh,F/M,the guys and Zayn offer that course"I said smiling
"Nah"I nodded 'no'after when he asked if I offer it
"So you'd just be alone in class or you'd go home"he asked
"Nah,i'll follow you,since Zayn is there too"I said
"Oh okay"he said and then we start to walk together to class
"So why don't you offer F/M"he asked as we walked along
"I don't like calculations,besides I offer maths,i don't need F/M,F/M is just extra knowledge of math,but it's simple you know"I told him smiling
"Tats nice,your hatred for calculations isn't 100%"he said
"Yeah"I answered,then we walked in,zayn was on stage,he was explaining,i think,the lecturer was also in class
"Hello class"I greeted standing at the front door as Jax walked to his seat,i gained their attention"
"Phoebe Erlone you're not an F/M student"Mr Samuel said
"Well yeah,i just wanna be here for the first time to see how it looks like"I said smiling
"You're welcome"he said as I found myself a seat,sitting beside no one,i was just alone,i liked it that way
"As I was saying,when equation of a straight line,when y is the subject of the equation,the coefficient of X gives the gradient"Zayn explained,i paid close attention,i needed to ask question,i waited a bit
"Do you guys understand"he asked
"Hmm Zayn,can I ask a question?"I asked raising up my right hand
"Well I guess you guys understand,so let's continue"he said not looking at me,did he just snub me?
"Zayn?"I called to him silently in a supriseing tone,putting my hands down
"You don't belong to this class,therefor your flimsy question aren't needed"Emma said mockingly
"Hmm"I hummed embarrassingly,i quietly placed my head on the desk
_________________________
"Hey,wake up"I heard a voice whispered to my ear,it was familiar,i gently raised my head up,it as Jax
"Wow"he exclaimed smiling
"I slept for so long huh?"I asked as I stood up and looked around,the guys and Zayn were not around,they might have gone to the betting center to book for Friday
"Hmm"I said not smiling,as I was about to leave
"Hey"he held my hand and walked to where I was
"Zayn snubbing you in front of the class doesn't make u sense huh?"he said as he left my hand,looking almost down at me,cause he was tall
"It was embarrassing"I said looking up at him
"You should know Zayn would apologize,hes has emotional as you are too,he knows


what he did was wrong,trust him"he smiled
"So would you please smile for me?"he pleaded as I noticed his dimple showing,i smiled as well
"I love your dimples"I smiled as we walked along out of the class.
"That what makes me cute"he said I looked at him and smiled
"Why didn't you go with them"I asked as we walked on the corridor
"I don't bet"he said
"On football?,it's fun"I told him
"I know,am not just interested"he told me
"Are you that innocent?"I asked as I laughed and stopped,his appearance looked so innocent,maybe not
"Am trying to be,am not the Jax I used to be"I said
"Why?"I asked
"I was a bad guy,i do smoke,drink,clubbing,played girls,really didn't have regards for girls"I stopped walking,he did the same
"Woah,seriously,you really have change from your bad Jax"I said astonishingly
"Thought you wouldnt believe,i was gonna show you a prove"he said looking at me
"What"I asked,he then started to unbutton his shirt,as soon as I noticed that
"No no,dont worry,i don't need proof again"I said laughing,i didn't want to see his bare body
"Jax no"I said as I laughed,he already had pulled his shirt over,from his body,i laughed as I moved closer to him and buried my head on his chest together with my hands as I extremely laughed
"See"he laughed too,his body was completely covered with ratio,would barely see a part with tatoo,starting from his neck,hands down to his waist
"Jax,you really didn't have to do this"I said the middle of my laugh,still in my position with him
"Sexy,huh?"he smirked as I pulled away from him
"Think so"I smiled
"I love the way you've changed,i can see the real Jax and the good side of you"I added as he wore back his shirt
"I do have bad side"he said as we continued to walk outside
"Thought you changed"I said
"Babe"I looked at him when he called me that,babe?
"Everybody do have good and bad sides babe"he smiled,babe?,again?,I just looked at him while he talked and smiled
"Mmh,yeah right"I said as we reached outside
"Phoebe can I drive you home?"he asked
"Nah, nevermind,thanks,someone is coming"I said
"Oh"he said feeling embarrassed
"Um sorry"I apologised
"No problem,is it Zayn?"he asked
"No someone else"I answered
"Oh,someone else,someone else"he said repeatatively
"Jax"I called to his attention
"Yes"he answered
"Any problem?"I had to ask
"Not at all,yeah"he answered,then I noticed Kay's car from afar coming towards us,i stood up,he did he same too
"He's here already?"he asked
"Yep"I answered,as Kay packed his car,few distance from us,as he got down from the car,he was speaking with someone on phone as he walked towards us
"Is he your boyfriend?"Jax asked,i laughed
"No,thats my senior brother"I stopped laughing
"Oh okay"he said in a relieving manner,kat was finally here
"Hey catch"I said as I tossed my bag to him,he catched it
"Thanks for coming late"I told him,he smiled
"Sorry"he apologized
"Anyways,kay meet my friend,Jax,jax my brother,senior brother,Kay"I introduced
"You're sure you're just my sis friend"Kay said smiling as they shoked hands together,i laughed
"Don't be silly Kay"I said
"Nice meeting you Kay"Jax said smiling
"Same"he said
"Phebs,meet me in the car when you two are done"he said and left
"So Jax,think I'd be leaving you now,thanks for the company tho"I appreciated
"You're welcome babe"he smiled,wouldnt he quit calling me babe?
"Um can I get your number?"he requested
"Sure,not from me tho,you can get it from the guys,they will give ya"I told him
"Thanks babe"he smiled
"Yeah,bye"I smiled
"Bye"he waved to me as I walked to Kay's car,i received a message from Zayn as I comfortably in the car
*Am sure you must have woke up*
*Am sorry about what happened in class*
*Please reply*
*Am really sorry,i was just still mad with the say you talked*i refuse to reply back,then he called
"Phoebe am sorry,am not gonna blame anyone now,am sorry"he apologized
"Have heard"I said drably
"Phoebe"he called
"Apology accepted Zayn,am not upset anymore"I was sincere
"Okay thanks,kay has come to pick you up?"he asked
"Yeah"I said
"Oh okay,zayn loves his bestie"he said,i smiled
"Phoebe loves her bestie"I said smiling
"Bye"he said
"Bye"I said and hang up
"You guys had a misunderstanding?"Kay asked
"Yeah,weve settled now"I answered as he drove faster.
Hahahahhaahahhahhaahahaha
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missed a lot..


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Thanks for the update op

but its too short.



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After the enjoyment, his brained is finally woke...lmfao



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op thanks for the update, finally i can see the role comfort is playing.


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and the twist...wow


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tbvh, you made a valid point
Especially about alex

Firstgentleman1:
Weldone oga writer. It's not easy writing a story, it even gets harder when you intend sharing it with readers. I love the fact that you are serving something different from what 99% of readers expected. You have shown that a story can still be enticing without employing the use of vivid erotica. I have certain observations to make concerning your story:

In a bid to always introduce the element of surprise, you have succeeded in watering down the flavour and essence of the story. What do I mean? You keep on trying to prove that Alex has the purest of intentions. In trying to do this, you have created this super naive and dull character. At a point, I could guess every ending move of Alex even when he seem to be in a choked situation. It was interesting in the beginning having Alex turn down every temptation thrown at him, but subsequently, it turned into a kind of cliche. Now, I'm not saying you should kowtow to the readers' sentiments, but try and introduce new twists, rather than the "Alex is a good guy" stuff we are used to. He is human, he should make mistakes.

Also try not to focus attention on only him, it's becoming a routine read for us. I know the story is a first person narrative, but there are other ways to explore the lives of the other characters too. Don't let them just waltz in and out without warning.

The essence of the long write up is that the story is getting less spicy with each update.

I have other observations too, but I'll place them on hold for now, since they are dependent on future course of the story.

Still a great work boss.

ep 7

* * *
“They found Cooper’s lab coat,” Lisa Bot said as she stuck her head into Joe’s office. “The ID tag was still intact, but it was a little hard to read. Someone had crushed a cigarette into it, spoilt the picture pretty good. She entered his office and placed pieces of type written paper on his desk. “Here’s the report. Everything’s down in Evidence if you want to take a look at it.”
“Don’t suppose there were any fingerprints on the tag?” Joe asked without much hope. Whoever was behind this Fiona mess was too smart to be caught – no mistakes.
“Just Cooper’s.” She sat on a chair
“And the lab coat?”
“Nope.”
“Yeah. Fiona George called and claimed that her memory is coming back. Not all of it, mind you, just bits and pieces, she says she was going somewhere in her car but seems not to be able to remember where she was going, but she says that she saw someone in the road. Both she and James swerved so as to miss the bastard. She went to one side of the road, the trucker the other.”
“Jesus, do you believe that?”
“Not yet. She’s coming in later today to make a formal statement, then we’ll see.”
“What happened to the guy who ran into the road?”
“Since he was not flattened into a pancake and there was no trace of a dead body in the woods, I assumed he got away.
“She claims the guy in the road glowed which meant light came from him.
“What if the guy held up a mirror to confuse…”
“Don’t you think you’re jumping into conclusions? Who would want Fiona George dead? And why not kill her straightaway- push her down the stairs, or stab her? Why all this trouble? Just to make it look like an accident? I’m not buying it.”
“I think James was the intended victim,” Joe thought aloud. “Someone went through a lot of trouble to see that he never woke up, while Fiona George went home to her private estate. Maybe James was the target all along.”
“Except that he’s clean.”
“Unlike anyone related to the George family.”
Shit, this case was driving him


nuts.
* * *
In Max’s opinion, their father may as well have been dead. Lying flat on his back, tubes running in and out of his body, the old man glanced towards the doorway of his private room as Fiona opened the door. “Dad?” she said, approaching the bed while Max stayed behind. He didn’t want to mess up the reunion.
Fiona touched the back of one of his bony hands.
“It’s Fiona.”
He moved his head to one side and stared at her through pain clouded eyes. “Fiona?” he repeated, he looked confused. Once a robust man who has carried himself with pride, he’d been ravaged by age and disease, reduced to a skeleton.
“No.” He jerked his hand from hers, took his glasses wore them and stared at her.
“Yes, yes, I know I look different, but it’s because I’ve been in an accident….” She hurried to explain, “but I’m okay now. I cut my hair, but….”
“You’re not Fiona.” “An imposter, that’s what you’re. “You’re both imposters.” He motioned toward the window pane where pictures of Fiona, he and his wife and Max.
“That’s Fiona.”
“Yes, Dad, I know.”
“And you thought because I’m about to meet my maker you could come in here and pull wool over my eyes.”
“You never understand, did you?” his old voice fading. “You’re not my daughter.”
“But…..” She said, then stopped, her lips were trembling. “Oh, God…”
“Get out, Now!”
Someone bustled through the doorway. “Mr. George, is there something wrong”
“Yes,” George hissed so hard. “Get these people out of here and never let them back in!”
“But she’s your daughter and he’s your son,” the nurse said gently.
“Bah! She’s not mine.”
“Mr. George!” The nurse feigned shock. The nurse sent Fiona a look that quietly told her George wasn’t completely in his right mind.
“Get them out and be quick about it,” he ordered, and the nurse ushered them out of the room.
“Let’s get out of here,” Max said to Fiona
“George always was a miserable old bastard,”
Max said as they walked along a sidewalk to the parking lot
“He’s ill.”
“And he wasn’t much better when he was healthy, believe me.”
“The next time I get a brilliant idea to meet any of our relatives without an invitation, just shoot me, okay?” she suggested
“I’ll try to remember.” Bitch….gladly.





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Op nice update




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no pralem boss

Damibiz:
Ok na....me dey with u