Mummy, Daddy is on his knees

There was an unusual silence in the large living room where the Sterling’s all gathered, from their blank looks, one could tell that they were sad and still mourning..

Next to Damien sat Olivia who sighed deeply, the old man sitting across from her still disliked her till date because he kept sending me an gazes to her every now and then, well the feeling was mutual too..

Bernard’s eyes rested on Olivia before he diverted it to his grandson..

“I was very clear when I said all ‘Sterlings’ Damien, outsiders aren’t allowed as of now”

Damien turned his head to Olivia and then to his grand father, after all these while he still had a problem with her?

“She is and will always be a part of the Sterling’s grand father, just save everyone’s time and let’s get started with this meeting”

Alexa sat up on her seat dabbing a tissue under her eye bag, she took it up to her to start today’s real agenda..

They had to plan for Anita’s funeral arrangements sooner.

“Okay, let’s start with the casket. What do you think, Dad?”

Aldrin snapped out of his thoughts, his soulless eyes searched and scanned the living room as if searching for someone..

Just a few days ago he was planning his honeymoon trip with her and now somehow she had managed to travel far away from his reach..

“I think your mother would want something simple, yet elegant, you know how much she loved luxury and I’m sure she wants something that’s more expensive than Tracy’s . A mahogany casket with a soft white interior will do.”

Alexa chuckled dryly shaking her head slowly, that was one thing about Anita, she always wanted the best things she could get before Tracy could get her hands on them..

“I like that idea. We can also display photos, her favorite jewelry, and some personal items.” Becky imputed..

“And what about music? Anita loved classical music. We could play some Chopin or Mozart or invite some-

“This is a funeral! not a happy occasion to celebrate!” Damien snapped before he rose up to his feet..

He glared down at his grandfather who was startled at his sudden uproar, but he couldn’t blame him, after all, he had never like his mum in the first place..

“I’m out of here!”

There was a pin drop except for the faint sounds of Damien’s footsteps fading away..

Olivia picked her purse and flashed an awkward smile at them..

“Well.. I guess I have to go check on him, and once again accept my condolences”

***

Rihanna shuddered as she neared the living room, the incident from last night kept replaying in her head as she walked past a few objects she saw out of place last night..

Everything was now back to how it used to be except for her fear, that scary woman could be none other than Anita..

Anita’s ghost was haunting her? but she hardly believed in such things as ghost, they were just five lettered words used to frighten people..

But after last night, she came to a conclusion that they do exist.. she touched her chest where she was shot last night, but felt no pain..

Anita’s ghost could have killed her if she wanted to, but she didn’t..

“Could it be a warning? or my luck? but it wasn’t my intention to kill her, I was aiming at Damien but she-

Her phone rang out startling her out of her thoughts, her hand shakingly accepted the call which went to ear next..

“Hello?”

The other end remained silent for a few seconds until a familiar tune started playing at the background which made her eyes go wide in horror..

The same eery laughter she heard last night came through along with the piano playing..

“Arrghhh!!!”

The phone slipped out of her hands crashing against the hard floor..

The servants lurking around rushed out to find their youngest mistress moving backwards with both hands placed against her ears screaming her lungs out…

They stared at each other in confusion when she continued displaying her weird behavior, she was behaving like a total psycho..

A hand reached out to her shoulder which made her jump out in fright and her screams intensified….

“Get away from me!” She growled raising her hand to strike whoever it was standing behind her only for her hand to be caught with ease on air..

“Get a hold of yourself! what is up with your outrageous behavior?!” Bruce barked furiously at her..

She had left the hospital in such a wild manner which got him worried, they were still hoping for Asher to recover and he wasn’t ready to lose the other one too..

Rihanna’s face was all sweaty, she darted her eyes around in fright..

“She’s trying to kill me.. I- I –

“No one is trying to kill you, just go up to your room and take a good rest, you’ll come around by the time you wake up”

Rihanna nodded her head, she reached for her phone on the floor, the screen now had a crack on it as a result of the collision with the ground earlier..

She made her way to the stairs and in a minute, she got into her room..

Her back made contact with the closed door behind her with her eyes shut, nothing made sense to her anymore..

By the time her eyes opened slowly opened, it rounded in horror as she stared at the bloody writing on her bed..

‘I will be back tonight’

***

Olivia caught up with Damien who got into his car, she pulled the door open and hopped in after him..

“You left so abruptly”

Damien exhaled loudly as the car started moving out of the premises, he had lost his temper after his grandfather tried to input a suggestion..

When his mum was still alive, he never liked her, he had always reminded her of the reason she had gotten married to his son in the first place..

Who gave him the right to speak now after she was no more?

“You should go easy on everyone, they all equally loved your mum too and they want the best for her”

Damien chuckled dryly, loved his mum? when she was alive, Alexa hardly spoke to her and whenever she did, it was always in a rude manner, his grand father never liked her either all because she wasn’t Tracy, the real woman he had always wanted for Aldrin..

“You have no idea of what my mum had to endure all because she loved my father and her children so much”

Olivia’s lips formed a thin line, wealthy families do have a lot of crisis going on between them..

“I’m sorry I had no idea”

“It’s alright”

Silence returned to the car which lasted for at least twenty minutes until the car pulled over, Olivia raised her head from her phone to her new surroundings with a small frown..

The Police station?

She parted her lips to ask a question or two from Damien but he already stepped out of the car giving her no room at all..

She stepped out also trying to catch up with his large strides..

***

Bianca’s narrowed eyes pierced through Sandy who was having breakfast, she pulled out one of the wooden chairs and took a seat in front of the latter..

Sandy swallowed the huge lump of bread stuck up in her throat, she reached for the cup of tea on the table and took a long sip out of it..

“What?” she asked after a while..

“Really? that’s all you’re going to ask? you’ve been acting all strange, what exactly are you up to? I hope you are not trying to pair me up with any other weird guy?”

Sandy sighed deeply placing the cup back down, maybe it was time she opened up to someone about her recent behavior..

“If I tell you, promise you won’t tell anyone”

Bianca gave a nod urging Sandy to go on..

“I’m seeing someone”

“What? no way! I can’t believe this aunt! tell me what does he look like?”

Sandy’s chin turned red in embarassment, she itched her nape acting all shy..

“He is a doctor and he works at a hospital nearby..”

Bianca’s lips pulled up teasingly, that was good, infact she was more than happy to know that Sandy wouldn’t end up alone..

She recalled when Sandy had given a fuss just because Olivia asked her to get a good man for herself..

“What made you change your mind? I thought you didn’t want to get married again after uncle died”

“That was then Bianca”

Sandy laughed standing to her feet, she reached for the dishes on the table and turned around to leave..Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Uh.. what’s up with the red paint on your hands? or is it dried blood?” Bianca asked curiously pointing a finger to Sandy’s hand which had a streak of red paints on it..

She simply laughed it off “Oh.. uh.. my nail polish, I guess”