The rain kept beating the wooden cover of the casket. Jason loosened his hair and let it fall all over his face, standing akimbo. Cara, Mason and the rest stood under an umbrella. She tried to cajole her husband to come under but he wouldn't bulge. His hard stare wouldn't leave his father's coffin.A call at work the week before announced to him that his father had passed away in his office. Traces of sleeping pills could be found in his bloodstream.Whoever murdered his father was still walking free.The screeching of a taxi car got their attention, Cynthia dropped from the car, dressed in a black fitted gown and a large hat. Her heels matched her outfit and he wondered if she was truly coming to a funeral or if she would hit the bar after this location.She opened her umbrella and joined the rest where the priest was giving a sermon.He kept watching her steps, trying to see if he would find anything incriminating. Dismissing it, he believed that he was just overthinking things.“Ma
Jackson's lawyer sat in the living room with them, he held a couple of documents with him, waiting for the rest of the occupants to show up.Jason sat with his wife while Mason sat on his father's lap.“Who else are we waiting for daddy?”“Uhmmm,” he didn't know the appropriate title to give Cynthia. “Just a person affiliated with the family, that's all.”“They need to hurry up, punctuality is something we are being taught at school.”“Don't–”Cara cut in quickly. “I'm pretty sure they must be caught up in traffic. She'll be here soon.”She gave her husband the nastiest look ever, Jason looked away, hiding his face to the other side.Few minutes later, Cynthia walked in majestically like she owned the entire place. She kept chewing her gum noisily. “I'm sorry for keeping you all waiting, something held me up.”Cara rubbed her son's hand. “See, I told you, something caused her to be late.”The lawyer adjusted his glasses and sat up straight. “Shall we begin?”“Yes please,” Jason answe
Cara stood in front of the hotel room, holding her phone in her face. She stared at the text message.'Want to know where your so-called fiance is? You might wanna check Emerald Hotel, room 350.'She had bribed the attendant at the reception, pleading with her just to go in.Now she stood in front of the room, her makeover smeared her face and the tears poured more than before. She could hear his moans and grunts from where she stood.She summoned her entire strength and pushed the door open. The naked sight of Nathan in bed with another woman irked her."You forgot to lock the door," she finally found her voice after so long.Nathan rushed to put some clothes on his body, the woman's face he was laying with came into view."What the fuck Sandra? How dare you?" Her tears poured as she charged towards her.Nathan grabbed her and threw her back before she could get to her. He pushed her to the couch."Don't you dare Cara. I won't hesitate to beat you up if you touch one single hair on h
Nathan walked into the tall building of GLAMFORT ENTERPRISE in his neatly ironed brown suit. His black shoes made gentle noises as he entered the elevator, the personal elevator for the CEO. The elevator dinged and he approached the door. He opened the door and met Cara on the seat."What are you doing here bitch?" He questioned. "Have you forgotten you handed everything over to me?""I'd choose my words carefully if I were you Nathan," she said, going through the files on the table."You want me to call the security on you? They won't care if this is your father's company. They listen to the CEO now."She stopped what she was doing and looked at him. She crossed her legs and relaxed in her seat."Please, go ahead."He said between gritted teeths. "What are you playing at?""You are fired from today henceforth. All your bank accounts have been frozen, you no longer have access to this company again."He walked around and gave a long laugh. She wore a gentle smile and followed him wit
"Congratulations ma'am, you are pregnant," the doctor said. "Pregnant how? I've not been intimate with anyone ever since my last fiancè.""It's 3 months pregnant, I'm surprised how you had no idea that you were pregnant.""Perhaps you are giving me the wrong result. Can you please check again?""If you wish," the doctor said.She sat in her car for as long as she could remember. Nothing was coming to her, no memory of the tiniest bit was coming to her.She drove home and met Jason in a heated argument with a different lady."You better take that pregnancy elsewhere. You know my status, that's why you are trying to pin it on me right?""What's going on here, Jason?" She asked."Not now Cara, leave.""I'm just trying to..""I said get out from here. Leave," he shouted at her before she could complete her statement.She grabbed her bag and rushed to her room with tears forming gradually in her eyes.The past few months, she had watched the jovial Jason go back to the rude Jason she alwa
Jackson Pierce—Jason's father—sat beside his son's bed, holding his hands together."Maria left me almost immediately you were born, don't leave me too Jason. You are all I have left," tears rolled down the old man's cheeks.Alexander McQueen—Cara's father—watched his friend tear up beside his son's bed." Let's go Jackson, he will be fine," he helped his friend up.It's been 3 years since Jason was found almost dead on the street. The killer was unknown and still believed to be on the run, so he was taken care of at home.Cara was still nowhere to be found. Private investigators found nothing on her and it's like she never existed."Are you sure he'll be fine? Both our children, Alex, both of them. It's been 3 years since we heard anything about Cara last," Jackson cried in his friend's arms. "It's alright, everything will be fine."The monitor started beeping rapidly, both men turned to look. The doctor rushed in and checked him. Jason started to shake vigorously, he opened his eye
As soon as the plane landed, Cara sighed out, releasing the breath she never knew she held. She rubbed her palm over her son's face, his angelic face soothed her. His soft breath calmed her, for a fact she knew he was still alive and well.Mason was wheeled out of the plane into a taxi leading to the hospital."Welcome Mrs Pierce, please this way," the nurses who escorted her from Bana helped her wheeled Mason in, arranging him gently in a new bed."Please follow me to the doctor's office," the nurse said."Thank you," she followed closely behind her."Doctor, she's here," the nurses excused them."Mrs Pierce, I've been briefed about your son's condition before you got here. He cleared his throat, "but there's another problem. We are currently out of any O- blood type and Mason is running out of time already. He's still too young, hence why we need to hurry."She bent her head to the table and sobbed quietly."Please doctor," she sniffed. "I can't lose my child. He's the only one I h
Jason's mind wouldn't leave little Mason, the words his father said stuck to him like glue.He rolled around in his wheelchair, not trying to stress himself. He dug his childhood pictures out, comparing his face and Mason's face.His mind suddenly wandered to Cara, how was she doing? Where was she? He desperately needed to make amends, his disturbed soul begged for it.The last time her number went through, he felt like a second chance had been dished out to him on a platter of gold. Not until the line was disconnected and it never went through again. Ever since, he kept trying.He cursed and blamed himself for what happened, only if he hadn't behaved the way he behaved. Maybe, just maybe, he might be united with his little kid. "What are you thinking about son," he had no idea when his father entered."You know…just thinking about my life," he shrugged, making his wheelchair face his father."Uhmmm son, we need to talk about who shot you. You've been changing the topic anytime I wan