Novels by Kumisawriter

It's been a month since Crystal passed, today is her burial. Her friends, from school and places she use to hang out, all came to show their last respects before she's lowered 6ft down.I can't help but stare at my mother as she's taking all the attention and dwelling in the pity from those who came to give condolences. My dad is sneaking gulps of alcohol at intervals and I'm sure by the end of today, he won't even be able to walk home.When we get home, everything pretty much goes back to how it has been, mum getting high on narcotics, dad getting high on liquor, nothing new. They didn't even wait for an hour after getting home, just straight into arguments, then straight to drugs and booze, I don't think they even remember they had a daughter called Crystal, I thought her death would keep them sober and make them see how much of their children's lives they are missing out on, but this showed me that they sincerely don't care.

After eating lunch, I assist Daisy with her home work before attending to mine. It's quiet up in my parents room, they must be passed out or something, I need some money from them, now might be the perfect opportunity to get some, because if I ask for some, they won't give it to me, they'll rather spend it on drugs or booze.Ana: "Daisy, I will be right back, just finish up, okay?"Daisy: "where are you going?"Ana: "uhm... I want to check on mum and dad"She makes a faceDaisy: "be careful Dai"Ana: "yeah, I will be back, just finish up"She nods, but keeps her eyes on me as I turn and make my way up the stairs. I will be lying if I said I'm not scared right now, I can hear the sound of my heart beating loudly in my chest.This shouldn't be the reaction of a child going close to her parents room, I know. But with parents like mine, it is necessary, as you don't know what mood they are on and

I can hear faint siren sounds and someone asking me questions like 'are you okay?', 'what is your name?', 'please stay with me', and some other incoherent words. There's a ringing in my ear and I don't have control of my limbs, my vision is blur and I feel faint... Dark spots cover my vision and I can't keep my eyes open any longer.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Life is crazy you know, sometimes it feels like you're just existing, roaming about lifeless and empty, no hope, no faith, just existing, not living.My life is pretty complex, like everyone I have a past which haunts me till date, I get nightmares and goosebumps just thinking about it.Before I proceed with my story, I think it's only proper I introduce myself. I'm Anastasia Hill, I'm 30 years old, now married to the most perfect man in the world, together we have two adorable kids. I wasn't always happy and cheerful, full of life. I used to b

Standing outside his door I'm beginning to feel this is a ridiculous idea, but I'm already here and there's no backing out now. With shaky hands I knock on the door... I feel my heart thumping inside, almost like if you're standing in front of me, you could hear it beating loudlyI hear the keys juggle and a moment later the door is flung wide open, Kyle stands in front of me.He's wearing a white button up shirt and a pair of black slacks, why so formal?He still has the same cold eyes and impassive demeanor and that makes me extra nervous as he's giving nothing away, is he mad? Is he happy? What's going on up there Kyle?A minute or two passes and we're just staring deep into each other's eyes... I gulp from what just staring at me, is doing to me... Even after 10 years.I clear my throatJune:"hi"Kyle:"come in"

Eric:"so Carol, what do you do?"She clears her throat before speaking up, everything she does irks meCarol:"I'm a... uhm... a stay at home wife"She says with a smile that doesn't reach her eyesEric:"must be good huh"Carol:"yeah"Eric:"I hope you're enjoying your meal?... My wife made it, she's a pretty good cook"Carol :"it's fine"The table remains silent, till we're all done eating. I start clearing the table and Carol volunteers to assist me, much to my annoyance. why won't she just leave me the hell alone?June:"you're my guest, it's not proper for you to assist in clearing the dishes... It's fine, I can handle it"Carol:"I insist"I didn't want to argue any further, so I let her help me, while Eric and Kyle went into the study to discuss business.I place the dishes on the

We got the highest marks for the assignment...A few weeks after I got a call from Eric, he got my number from Kate, and he invited me to lunch.During lunch we got to know each other betterWe had so many other lunch dates, and each time, I told him I wasn't interested, I didn't want anything to do with relationships, but Eric is a very persuasive person because 2 years later we got married and now we've been married for 4 years.PRESENT DAYRecently, I've been thinking about the past 10 years of my life and the decisions I have had to make, up till now.Look at me, married to thee Eric Morgan. That's a total diversion for who I thought I would ever end up with.Eric and I don't have any children yet, and that is because he suffers from azoospermia. Basi

The master of ceremony takes the stage and soon the event is in full swing, speeches from the charity chairpersons, to partners, and so on...The wealth, and sheer lavish scale of this event intimidates me... This is not something I'm used to and I'm honestly beginning to agree with Vivian. I could never fit in or belong in a lifestyle as glamorous as this, he deserves someone who's used to all this glamour.I can't even tell if it's boring or not, all I know is I'm a bundle of nerves and it's all because, the person I'm about to hurt, is sitting right next to me, hands intertwined, with a bright smile and twinkling eyes each time he turns to look my way.... And it hurts so much to know, that I'm helpless... I can't let my family pay for a selfish woman's quest for total control and vain intentions, choosing to use my family as bait to ensure her 'future' is secure, like what the hell?Kyle:"wanna dance?"

After breakfast, Kyle heads home to prepare for the charity event this evening, with a promise to pick me up at 6:30...The day stretches agonisingly slow, and by midday Amrita gets here, with a lot of bagsJune:"what are you doing with all these bags?"Amrita:"Hair, makeup, dresses..."She says as she points to each bag, telling me their contentsAmrita:"oooo chocolates... And flowers?"She does a 90 degrees, as I'm standing by her right, assessing her reaction while she goes through the stuff Kyle got me, which is still sitting in it's position, where he left them yesterday...I fold my arms and smileJune:" what?"Amrita:" who got you flowers?.... You're totally holding information and I need details!"June:"okay... Don't freak out"Amrita:"when you tell me not to freak out, you know I'll freak o

He slips two fingers inside me, then begins to move them in and out of me, with agonising slowness, his mouth still on my bud...June:"please!"I feel his smirk against my skinKyle:"please what, baby?"I can feel him smilingJune:"please, I need you..."Kyle:"where?"I know he's enjoying the torture he's putting me throughJune:"I need you inside me"Kyle:"do you now?"He teasesJune:"please..."His tongue continues to work it's magic, while his fingers pump at a much faster rate and I'm very close... but he suddenly stops the sweet rhythm and I feel his tongue lose contact with my skin and I whine in protest and he chucklesJune:"kyyllleee.... Please... "My whining is c