All Chapters of The Captive : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

 Three months later  "Guy, wake up. Classes are over for today. Let's get going." A voice called in a hushed tone to my hearing. If it was not for the urgency that I could feel and the need for hurry telling by the feeling of his palm against my shoulders, I most like

 Three weeks later  I was walking on the corridor that led to my class, when I felt something that nearly made me slip. I stopped for a moment and removed a flier that I accidentally stepped on, hence it was stuck beneath my foot. 

 "Mustafa, what happened between us was a really big mistake on my part. You of all people should understand best, why I made that mistake. Forget it happened please." I beg, frustrated.  "Forget? Just like that? Do you even care to know how I feel about all of this? Now you are in a relationship with Dan like you d

  An unwelcome cackle of laughter seizes the words that were initially meant to proceed from my lips. I could not believe Mustafa was actually doing this. "Cheating on me

23/06/2020 ~ Queeneth's history of Blount's Disease   Isn't it possible, is it a crime? 

24/06/2020 ~ Queeneth's history of Blount's Disease.                                 Baby, baby, close your eyes 

25/06/2020 Maybe  someday, one day .              

  Seven years ago... "Who brought these flowers to my room?" I asked, staring quizzically at my friend, Zoe who had accom

 Present time; seven years later "Brother? Is this your new number?" I texted in reply to the unknown number that had just texted me to ask when I wo

 All of the panicking and yelling from the realization of the fact that the owner of the unknown number was that of a captor had immediately been cut shorty when I heard a gunshot closely; in fact I did see the bullet pass through and I was quick enough to catch the view with a side glance as it pierced into the fabric of my Driver's shirt. He let out a sharp yell that did not last for a minute as his last breath escaped his nostrils, causing his head to lie limply on the steering wheel, the truth now registering that he was dead.