*THE HOLLEN SERIES 03*
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*?? MORE THAN FRIENDS ??*
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Anton’s POV:
I watched from the be-droom door as she sle-pt. So peacefully and unaware.
Her cellphone began vibr@ting on the table near by. Before it could have disturb her sound sleep, I retrieved it and of course, it just had to be that mingling sister of hers. I se-nt her calls to voicemail so she began texting..
Hey Zen, I’ve got such amazing news.
Zen, please call me back. I keep on getting your voicemail.
Zen, call me ASAP!!
Well since you’re not answering, I’m having TWINS!! The other one was hiding so we only found out yesterday.
I deleted the messages, switched off her phone and turned around to make certain she was still asleep. And she was. I left the be-droom with the phone in my pocket.
I then headed upstairs to my own be-droom, and contacted the others who were in on this.
“Tell me that everything is going well,” Maria began.
“We have a problem.”
“What’s the problem?”
“She’s pregnant.”
“WHAT!!” They asked in unison.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Madison let out.
“I’m not joking. We’ve already been to the doctor.”
“This just sets everything back. I don’t want to be apa-rt of this anymore.” Madison was already eager to back out.
“Madison would you shut up! Have you forgotten that this was also your idea so you can have EJ to yourself?” Maria asked her from her end of the phone.
I hated the three way.
“You guys, this could be for the better. When EJ finds out that he got a kid on the line, he’ll be willing to pay that money. We can raise the ransom to three billion dollars. One billion each for the three of us!”
I tried to find that silver lining.
“No! I said I want out. Now that there’s a baby involved, I don’t want to be apa-rt of that.” Madison pleaded again and she was beginning to get on my last nerves.
“Mads, I already got Zenia in the house. You’re in this whether you like it or not!” I snapped.
“Exactly Madison! You’re going to coward out when everything is already falling into place?” Maria asked next.
“Besides, this minor set back is on your damn fault Madison!” I shouted.
“How the fu-ck is it my fault?”
“Because you couldn’t get EJ to fall for you. Gosh, the guy was already proposing to Zenia within some months of being together. You’ve known him all your life and yet for all, you can’t even get his tongue down your throat!”
“EJ doesn’t think with his di-ck like most guys. He was brou-ght up with se-nse!”
Madison would always defend him, even if she was getting insulted for it.
“Oh please, he’s a guy,” Maria said.
“And did he fell for it when you tried to get with him in his office?” Madison laced.
Maria got silent.
“Anton, you don’t know The Hollens like I do. I grew up with them and believe me when I say this, they’re not people to mess with. They don’t take lightly to threats and they wouldn’t sit back and let you hurt Zenia and the baby.
Evan is married to her sister so Zenia is their family. Emma and Ethan would do anything to protect the family and quite frankly, EJ still loves Zenia!
They’ll be on your @$$ like crocodiles at the watering hole and I have no intention of getting snatched by them!”
Madison ended her call so I was left on the line with my other half sister.
“Make sure that Madison keeps her big mouth shut. If she looks fragile, you know what to do,” I stated.
“Are you telling me what I think you’re telling me because I’m not going to hurt our sister over this Anton.”
“Fragile objects breaks, and if she breaks then everything is going to waste and if everything goes to waste, I’ll make sure you end up six feet un-der like your insignificant mother!”
I hung up and went back downstairs. Getting to the main hallway, I bu-mped into my father.
“Hello son.”
“Hi father. I’ve got something to tell you.” And as if on cue, Zenia appeared next to me, sleep marks visible to her beautiful face.
“Who’s this?” my father asked.
“This is my girlfriend Zenia. Zenia, this is my father.”
“It’s so nice to meet you.” She extended her hand, dad studied her before shaking hands with her.
“And she’s going to be staying with us for a bit,” I inputted and wrapped my arm around her ne-ck, drawing her closer to my che-st.
Father nodded slowly, eyes scanning us to detect the tiny traces of lies.
“Can I speak to you?” he asked.
“Anything you have to say, you can say it in front of Zenia and me.”
“So be it. Why wasn’t I told about this earlier?”
“Because I decided at the last minute and you weren’t here as usual when we arrived!”
“And you brou-ght your American girlfriend all this way because?”
“She’s pregnant with my baby. You’re going to be a grandpa.” I smi-rked as those words fell out my l-ips.
Zenia brushed on my che-st but stayed quiet.
Father’s eyes furiously blazed but I didn’t care. I enjoyed getting un-der the old man’s skin and there was nothing he could do about it because whenever I brou-ght up my mother’s name, he would turn cold, grow quiet and allow guilt to take over so I used that as a weapon against him. A weapon that always got me my way instead of his.
He cheated on my mother with my mother’s sister, Marielle, many years ago. When the news hit the fan, Marielle took off to the US by herself. Later on, she found out she was pregnant – and pregnant with Twins!
She contacted my mother, begging for forgiveness and financial aid but my mother turned her down.
I was three at the time.
Dad promised to change and do right by my mother and by me so she held onto his every word and she stayed like a fool. Dad never changed. He began Ban-ging his @$$istants at the office, the housekeepers and even my babysitters.
When I turned eighteen, mom filed for divorce and left for America when it had been finalized. For five years, I had been traveling back and forth between the two countries. England was home, I couldn’t just leave it but I also loved my mother and when it dawned on me that she was still hurting because of Marielle, I decided to do a little investigating on my own.
Sixteen years ago, Marielle had been married to a con accountant at a bank. He brou-ght them a house among the rich and famous and together, they brou-ght up Madison and Maria but when Maria was five, unexplained things began happening to her. Both girls were taken away but Madison was given back to them for whatever reason.
When Madison turned eighteen, Marielle lost the house. The bank had provided evidence that Jerry – Marielle’s husband, had been stealing money for years. He was slap with a lengthy jail time and the house had been repossessed as property of the bank.
Marielle moved out to Maine with Madison, embarr@$$ed and ashamed.
But it was more difficult on her when Madison started beating her.
Eventually, Madison moved back to The Heights and stayed with a neighbor who was very keen of her since she was a kid. Madison called her ‘aunt.’
So when I found out that my darling aunt was all alone and went a bit insane because she was giving up on life, I decided to take her out of her misery.
Tampering with the wheels of her car was the perfect crime and I should actually thank her for giving such a wonderful idea.
You see, mom said when I was a baby, Marielle would come over and every time I started crying, she would sing me a song:
Don’t you cry Anton, your aunt is here
Rocking you in this rocking chair
If you don’t stop, I’ll take you outside
We’ll get in my car and go for a ride
We’ll ride all day like a horse
We’ll ride until the wheels fall off
Wheels fall off
Wheels fall off.
*THE HOLLEN SERIES 03*
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Zenia’s POV
I was searching for my cellphone but everywhere I’ve looked, it wasn’t in sight.
Where did I put it?
While I searched my suitcases, a knock came on the be-droom door.
“Come in,” I gestured.
“Hey, what are you looking for?”
“My cellphone. I left it somewhere in here before I fell asleep.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure Anton. And what was all that with your father, why did you just blurt out my pregnancy like that and claimed the baby as your own? We never spoke about that so why would you do that?”
I was somewhat angry that he did so without me knowing firstly.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to step out of line.” He apologized.
“Well you did, and I know you usually don’t see eye to eye with your father but you can’t use me as an obstacle to get on his nerves. The baby is EJ’s and not yours so you shouldn’t have said that to your father. What would he think of me when he finds out?”
I stopped searching when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I sat down on the be-d and wrecked my br@in trying to remember where I last had my phone.
“Can you call my phone? If it’s somewhere in here, then I should hear it vibr@ting.”
He pulled his out. I listened attentively to hear any vibr@tions from mine but there were none.
“Maybe you left it somewhere else. Don’t worry, we’ll find it.”
I ran my fin-gers throu-ghmy hair and the sharp pain came again. The pains were like tremors. I felt it but it didn’t last very long. Something was wrong.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” I snapped at him and la-id flat on my back in the be-d.
“Again, I’m sorry. I never meant to make you upset.”
“It’s fine. Let’s just drop it.”
“I’ll go and try to locate your cellphone.”
“Thanks Anton.”
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In the pit of my stomach, I se-nsed something was wrong but I shook it off. I took a quick nap and when I got it, it was raining heavily outside. The rain hit against my windows and loud thun-ders rocked the sky.
I got out of be-d and went to find Anton. I slowly and carefully walked upstairs to his be-droom, knocked and waited before entering. He wasn’t in his be-droom but his desktop computer lit up from the table. I pulled the chair out, sat and decided to se-nd an email to my sister since I couldn’t find my cellphone.
His computer requested a p@$$word.
“Hmmm, let’s see. How about
London?”
Incorrect p@$$ code.
“Anton Mc Calister?”
Incorrect p@$$ code.
Zenia and Anton.
Incorrect p@$$ code.
“Damn it!” I semi shouted and my fin-geraccidentally hit the ‘3’ when I slapped the keyboard. The computer opened up instantly and I was startled.
Of course. It was asking for a p@$$ code instead of a p@$$word but why the hell would Anton’s p@$$ code be ‘3?’
Not paying any mind, I shot Jasmine and Ashley an email from my yahoo account. After logging out, I decided to snoop around a bit.
I slightly opened the be-droom door so I could hear someone coming up the steps then I went back to his computer and into his emails.
Nothing important or suspicious caught my eyes.
As I decided to leave, an email popped up on the screen.
Don’t do this Zenia. This isn’t your computer or your house. You can trust Anton.
The other voices got the better of me so I cli-cked on the email and read though it.
It was a bunch of numbers and phrases I didn’t un-derstood and it was from a se-nder named M&M.
Maybe he got shares in their candy industries. Why else would m&m be se-nding him any information?
“What the hell do you think you’re doing on my computer?!”
I jumped off the chair, stood up on trembling feet as I was caught red handed by him.
“Are you snooping throu-ghmy emails?!”
He was angry. It was in his voice and clear on his face.
“I’m sorry. I should of asked. I couldn’t find my cellphone so I wanted to se-nd an email to my sister. I didn’t want her to be worried.”
“You should have asked before coming into my room and going throu-ghmy computer! I don’t appreciate you barging in here without my permission!”
“Okay Anton, I’m sorry. It wouldn’t happen again.” I held up my hands in surrender.
He came over to his computer and saw the icons on the desktop. I had already hit ‘x’ and went back to the home screen.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell.”
“It’s okay, it’s my fault.”
“And I found your phone.” He handed me back my cellphone.
“Thank you.” I held onto it ti-ghtly and turned to leave but Anton reached for my hand and pulled me on to him. My mind instantly flashed back to EJ. EJ enjoyed p-ulling me up to his che-st before ki-ssing me on the forehead.
“You’re very beautiful,” Anton’s voice erased EJ and carried me back to what was actually happening. I was still against his che-st, his arms wrapped around my wa-ist.
“Thanks Anton.” I wiggled to break free but his hold only ti-ghtened on me.
Next thing I knew, I was taken off my feet and placed face down into his be-d. He hovered over my backside and I used my strength to turn myself over so that I was facing him.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?”
“Anton, no. I can’t.”
“Yes you can. I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“I’m not ready for this.”
“Why are you always rejecting me?”
“I’m not always rejecting you. I’m just not ready to get onto this level with you.”
“Is that because you still have feelings for EJ?”
I remained silent. Of course I still have feelings for him. EJ is fu-cking Adonis.
When I couldn’t answer, Anton got frustrated. “Oh come on Zenia! He cheated on you in his office with Maria and you’re still carrying feelings for that rich self centered idiot.”
“How did you know about her?” The hair on my skin went up.
“You told me about her, remember? At the café.”
“Yeah I told you about the encounter that I saw but I never told you her name. How do you know her?”
“Zen, I was certain you told me her name.”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Zen..”
“Get off me Anton.”
“Zenia, please just listen…”
“Get the fu-ck off me Anton or I’ll hit the speed dial to my sister!” My fin-gerwas already on Jasmine’s speed dial keypad.
Anton slided off me like a snake.
I got off the be-d and went downstairs to my guest room. I locked the door behind me and started packing my suitcases. My heart raced as I cleaned out the closet, throwing everything into the suitcases.
Finally, I took my cellphone from my back pocket to call Jasmine but as her voice came from her end of the phone, I was stunned into silence by a sharp bl-ow to the back of my head.
Everything around me went dark as I hit the floor.
TO BE CONTINUED…..