His encounter with a widow episode 17 – 18

🥀His encounter with a Widow🥀
•(love,lies and suspense)•

💨Episode Seventeen 💨

💟Flora POV💟

After narrating everything to Zayn, I mean without hiding anything; how I got married to Ryder’s brother at a very tender age, and how Ryder’s parent and my mum are planning to give me out to Ryder again.

Zayn’s face turned to rage as he stood up from the stool;
I also rose to my feet as I watch his rage face.

He stormed out of my room and I gulped nervouly; without been told, i know this won’t be good.

I pacer my room frantically;
hoping everything will be alright.

Suddenly, I heard noises from the living room and my heart beat race.

Oh my goodness.

I rushed out of the room and looked down from the hallway to see Ryder and Zayn yelling at each other in the living room.

“Just get out of my house Ryder and never come back” Zayn roared.

“Get Flora here, you punk!” Ryder retorted and I swallowed very hærd.

What do I do?

“She’s not coming with you and that’s it” Zayn snapped at him.
” Aren’t you even ashamed, you’re planning to get married to your own brother ex-wife?”
“Does that even sound cool?” Zayn added.

“How I chose to live my life it’s absolutely non of your business Zayn, get Flora here this minute” Ryder ordered.

“Flora” he yelled.
His voice echoes in the wh0le place and I sighed.

He glance up and saw me standing in the hallway.

Geez.
Tears are now welled up in my eyes.

I watch as he run towards the stairs but Zayn dragged him back with his shirt which caused him to hit his head against the pillar.

“F**k” he gro-ned loudly.

I shuddered immediately I saw blood oozing out from his forehead.

Oh Lord.

Ryder made to punch Zayn but he dodged it and sent two punches to Ryder stomach.

I climb down the stairs quickly as I use the back of my palm to wipe my tears.

“Stop it,please” I pleaded in broken voice as I descend the last stair.

They both turned to me.

Ryder place a hand on his forehead to prevent the blood from oozing.

Zayn just stare at something else like nothing had happened.

I placed my both palms together and walk up to Ryder.

“Flora, please let’s go” he begged in a feeble voice and I shook my head negatively.

“Ryder please leave, no matter what you do, I’ll never get married to you” I declared and he smile ruefully.

“I understand, but let me take you back to your mum, she’s really worried about you” he pressed on and I sighed.

“I’ll definitely go back to her when I’m pleased to” I told him sternly and sniffed a little.

Ryder nodded and brought out a white handkerchief from his shirt pocket.

He dabbed his bleeding forehead and face me.

“Alright then, take care of yourself” he shot Zayn a dreadful glare and turned away.

I watch his back till he marched out of the room.

I breathe out deeply.
“I hope I just did the right thing” I mumbled to myself.

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William POV;

“I know how much Travis death still saddens you William, but I think it’s high time you let this go” Lucas advised and I scoffed.

“I won’t stop until I put that kid in his place” I grunted and he sighed.

“William, don’t you understand? Zayn had came to threaten me” he said clearly frustrated but I do not care.

“Remember he knows much about me and I don’t want to lose my family, not so soon”he added and I rolled my eyes.

“You’re just getting worked up about this for nothing, that kid can’t do anything” I assured but that doesn’t seem to convince him.

“Just let me return his goods, I really can’t handle Zayn” he said with fear written on his face.

“I told you to calm down” I yelled as I hit my fist against the counter in the bar room.

Lucas held his chest and breathe out heavily.

I ran a hand through my hair as I think of what to do.

That kid is really giving me a tough time and I will make sure he regrets every bit of it.

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Ryder POV;

I gulped the fifteenth shot and coughed loudly as I place a hand on my chest.

“Are you okay sir?” the bartender asked and I raised my head to look at him.

I guess he understood my look cause he scuttled off immediately.

I drove down here immediately I left Zayn’s house.

I feel so messed up right now and Flora is the only reason behind it.

“Ryder please leave, no matter what you do, I’ll never get married to you” Flora word reeled through my head and I grit my teeth in anger.

“For causing me so much pain, you’ll definitely regret it Flora” I said with so much rage building up in me.

My head ache a little and I gro-ned.

“F**k you Zayn” I cursed loudly.

Thank goodness the blood had stopped already.

I felt someone fell to my feet and I look down to see a lady with her hair on her face.

Huh
What’s wrong with her?

I look around the club;
I saw some ladies dancing crazily on the stage while some men are smooching their partners.

I stood up from the stool and crumpled down in front of the lady.

I reluctantly flip her hair backward and my eyes w¡dened immediately I registered the face.

Of course I know her;
She’s the crazy lady I met earlier in Zayn’s house.

“Zayn, is that you?” She mumbled- trying to open her eyes.

Don’t tell me she’s in this state just because of Zayn.

“Hey crazy!” I shook her arm but she didn’t budge.

Wow..
Is she dead already?

“Zayn please” she pouted her l-ips as she grab my shirt in her hands with her eyes shut and I rolled my eyes.

She’s indeed crazy.

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🥀His encounter with a Widow🥀
•(love,lies and suspense)•

💦Episode Eighteen💦

💙Violet POV 💙

I woke up with my head pounding very hærd.

Arrggh
Holy f**k!

How much did I drink last night? I thought as I held my head.

I sat upright and scrutinized the wh0le room.

Oh my..
This isn’t my room.

I looked down at my body and thank goodness i still had my previous dress on.

I glanced at the nightstand next to me and saw a telephone line on it.

This place is definitely a hotel.

“But how did I get here?” I asked no one in particular.

Someone pushed the door open and I crumbled my face as I tried to recall where I’d seen the face.

I tucked my hair behind my ear as I watched him approach me.

“You’re awake?” He asked and I frowned.

“Is that supposed to be a question?” I asked him with my arms folded.

“You don’t talk to me like that.. understood?” he cautioned and I rolled my eyes.

“Who are you, and why did you brought me here?” I asked him as I scrutinize his wh0le self.

A smirk glimmer on his l-ips as he tucked his hands in his pocket.

“You’re suffering from memory lapses too?” He says and I frown.

“What do you mean?” I retorted.

“Well.. if you can’t remember, that’s your lost. I really had a great moment with you last time you know?” He winked and I rose on my feet.

“What did you do?” I asked through clenched teeth as I counted my steps towards him.

He laughed and that annoys me more.

I grabbed his shirt and squeezed it in my hand.

“I said what did you to me last night?” I bellowed and he stare down at me.

“You really can’t remember anything?” He asked but I just watch him as I fumes.

“Oh c’mon crazy, I will become so sad if you really can’t remember anything” he said with a grim expression now and I slowly took my eyes elsewhere- trying to remember something.

“I mean you were all over me last night, begging me to f**k you seriously” he further said.

I let go of his shirt and stare blankly.

This is all Zayn’s fault;
I headed straight to club immediately I left his house last noon.

And after I had a lot of drinks, I couldn’t remember a thing.

I can’t even understand all what this guy here is saying.
I turned my back against him and slap my cheeks repeatedly.

Lord
Why can’t I remember?

Ryder POV;

I watch as she turned her back.

She’s one hell funny lady, she seriously can’t remember a thing from last night.

She keeps slapping her cheeks and I bite my lower lip to prevent me from laughing.

“I saw you at Zayn’s house yesterday” I decided to tell her and she turned to me swiftly.

She stare at my face for some minutes and finally look away.

“Do you remember now?” I asked her and she nodded slowly.

“You were in a bad state last night as you kept muttering Zayn’s name from ear to ear” I reminded her and she lower her gaze.

“Anyways… I couldn’t watch the wh0le drama any longer and that was why I brought you here” I explained but she just stare at something else.

Huh?
I hope he’s not having a doubt about the wh0le thing.

“Well, don’t think otherwise as you can see you still have your dress on” I pointed out and she finally look at me.

“Uhm.. Thanks” that was all she could say and I nodded.

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💕Marigold POV 💕

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“Marigold, I think Ryder is old enough to make his own decisions” Gabriel began and I turned to face him on his seat.

“Let him get married to any lady of his choice” he further said and I scoffed.

“Flora is the only choice for him,Gabriel” I told him and he shook his head.

“Flora was Xavier choice,till now we couldn’t fathom the mystery behind his death and now the same lady is Ryder choice again?” He said sounding pissed already and I rolled my eyes.

“I just hope the lady is gone for good” he mumbled but I heard it clearly.

“How could you say such Gabriel?” I reprimanded him with w¡dened eyes.

“What?”
“The truth will surely prevailed one day between you and Stella” he said calmly as he pointed a finger to me and with one final look, he stood on his feet and walk away.

“Gabriel?” I called behind him but he didn’t answer me.

I watch him till he disappaears into the hallway.

“Whatever, I’ve my reasons anyways” I said to myself as I leaned back to the couch.

I heard movement from the entrance door and I rise to look.

It’s Ryder.

“Good evening mum” he greeted as he walk into the living room.

I saw a bandage on his forehead and rose to my feet.

“Are you okay son?” I asked with concern laced through me as I walk to his figure.

I examine the bandage on his forehead with my hand.

“I’m fine Mum, it’s just a small cut” He says as he grab my hand on his forehead and I sighed.

“So how far about your search?” I asked him.

He stare at me for what seem like forever and I wave my hand to his face.

He jolted out from his thought and sighed.

“I’m still on it mum” he replied with an uneasy smile.

Uhm
It’s obvious he’s hiding something but I won’t push him to say it.

“Alright dear, dinner will be served soon so you go freshen up” I urged him.

He nodded with a light smile and I watch as he ascend the stairs.

I hope all is well.

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Violet will not kill me😂
So Ryder is hiding something from his Mum, and what could it be?🤔

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