AstraStar1

We started off as nobodies with no purpose, money, family, or orphans. We were nothing to society. No one wanted us. Bullied, insulted, spat on.  We were called filthy rats.

My sister, Debby, and I had to fend for ourselves. We slept on the streets in the cold and ate leftovers thrown away by passers-by. Surely, the experience still haunts me.

We are well off now. People bow to us and treat us like queens. They should have seen us then. I bet they would have done the same thing the others did. It’s been a journey, a sad and terrible journey. One thing I wouldn’t wish for anyone........

THE DARKNESS BENEATH

Jake was waiting in the small room which was kept for VIPs in the brothel. He was happily sipping a glass of wine with one hand spread on the sofa, twirling the wine every now and then.

The room was soundproof and was protected from the loudness of the music being played.

The place was lit and sounds of moans could be heard all over.

Eugene arrived in an SUV. He was dressed in an all-black suit. The inner shirt had two buttons open giving a view of his chest. His hair was greasy, and hand brushed to the back.

He looked like he just returned from an important meeting, or probably an award show. This was a whole new person. If anyone who knew him in school saw him now, they could easy confuse him for a twin or a lookalike. There really were levels to this.

He had a cigar in his mouth and a pistol at the back of his pants. He straightened the Panerai Luminor Marina watch on his wrist and stepped into the brothel. He walked through like he owned the place not sparing a glance at the chaos going on.

He went straight to the room and entered only to find Jake pounding a Latina. Guess he was bored.

"Hi Rose,...." Collin's voice could be heard at the other end.

"Collin?.... Is that really you? Where have you been? Did you receive any of my calls and text? Do you know how worried I was that something might have happened to you?" I blabbered and lashed out uncontrollably.

"Were you thinking about me?" He said with chuckle I could imagine a smirk on his face. "Why are you calling? You vanished without a word and didn't respond to any of my calls neither did you reply to my texts and here you are chuckling?" at this point I was behaving like an enraged girlfriend.

I was annoyed and angry. The thought of losing the first friend I had made me a bit clingy and emotional, and it didn't help that I wasn't sure if I felt something for him, especially after the kiss we shared.

The image of me kissing Eugene flashed through my brain and at this point I felt torn. I didn't know what to feel.

"Something came up that I had to handle. I had to skip classes due to that."

I remembered something, "Wait does it have anything to do with the person we almost hit that night?" (Silence) And then it hit me. In my head I imagined Lucia as the person crouching down and it was a perfect match. There was no doubt about it.

WHO IS LUCIA SNOW