BONDAGED LIES

Chapter 1

5 years earlier........

I sat at the edge of my bed as I stared into nothing in particular. It was 4 am and from my apartment I could hear the way the city was slowly coming to life. I closed my eyes as I slowly took in deep breaths trying my best not to cry. I couldn't cry. I didn't want to. This was the path that I had finally chosen. No one forced me into it....so why cry?

As much as my life was not really admirable,I was still gonna miss it. I was going to miss the long walks I used to take to the diner simply because I couldn't afford fare for the bus. I was also going to miss Aunt Betty,who was the owner of the diner. The way she was so nice to me and always had a smile on her face. She was just a 46 year old woman happily married with two sons and a daughter.

I always wished that I could one day end up like her. Yes I was a waitress and life as a waitress was.......well it was one hard life if your salary could hardly sustain you for a month. I usually had constant arguments with my landlady because of the rent.

I slowly opened my eyes and smiled to myself . This was probably the hardest thing I had done in my entire life . I looked down at the picture that was currently in my hand and I  sighed deeply. Her hair was jet black like dad's and her eyes were blue just like mom's. I on the other hand had red hair like mom's and my eyes were green. Exact replica of dad's. I slowly ran my fingers on the photo. I was always jealous of her smile because it was one beautiful smile. It was one thing that made all the boys back at high school to want her but the funny thing was that she never paid attention to any of them. At that time she was a senior while I was still a junior. She was actually the reason to why I was famous in high school. Every guy tried to ask me out so that they could get her attention but nothing.

I missed her so much it hurt. When she left me......at first I was angry. I was angry at the world and at how it could be so cruel. I was angry with her for leaving me all alone. I was angry because I had let the pain get to me. And I was angry because I had succumbed to the pain. But as they 'all' say,time is the master healer of all wounds,so I eventually moved on with my life. My life was crushed into fine pieces and I had to pick it up. So I did and ended up at Aunt Betty's diner.

I was really going to miss Toronto. It was the only home I knew ever since I was born. My parents never really took us to see our relatives so we were just the four  of us. Dad,mom,Sienna and I. That was until my parents died when I was thirteen and ever since then Sienna was my dad,my mom and my sister. She took care of me till at the age of seventeen then....then left.
One day after high school graduation......I went back home from the diner and found my parents' house in ashes. Aunt Betty sought me out by giving me a place to stay. That is why I will forever be in debt to her.

I stood up and took one last look at my old apartment and picked up my black duffel bag. I went and stood near the windows and stared at the city one last time. Then I wore my favourite grey cap written LAKERS. Yep,I was a basketball fan and I was a great fan of the LAKERS. I carefully placed Sienna's only photo in my jacket. I always handled that photo with great care because it was the only photo I owned in loving memory of my loving big sister. As I've mentioned earlier I moved on and made peace with the fact that I will never see Sienna again.

I made my way out and passed through the landlady and handed her the keys. I think I saw relief in her eyes. At least she won't have to remind me every month about the rent. I gave her a small genuine smile and I walked away. I was met with the cold morning air once I got out of the building that was once my home. It was a quarter to five when I left. I took out the paper once more and I read it carefully......

Present time......

I looked up once more and noticed that Ronan was no longer on the black leather seat, instead he was just inches away from me. He leaned in and was dangerously close. My hands were still itching to touch him but I restrained myself. I dared not to blink. He was seriously intoxicating me with his masculine scent. He looked deep into my eyes with no emotion whatsoever.

I could smell his fresh minty breath. I swear am not exaggerating when I say that his breath is always minty because it always is. I don't know how he always kept it that fresh and I never asked.

"You didn't even bother to inform me about my unborn daughter, " He didn't ask. He stated. His voice, calm as usual made my toes curl. I think this man will literally give me a heart attack one day because the rate at which my heart was beating, I was actually pitying it. It was being overworked just because of one man.....

I smiled not because I wanted to but because I was scared and I knew that he could sense it.

"You're scared, " He said so slowly. Shit. He smirked for the first time as he leaned in near my weak spot which was below the ear. I flinched because it brought memories."Good. You should be scared Samantha, "He murmured and I flinched once more.

"Now, first you need to tell me why you hid this from me......."He touched my tummy and she moved. How long was I here? "Then you explain that, "
He then pointed  to my black leather book.  I smiled again.

"Well, sit on tight coz we're gonna be here for a while," I answered then moved away from him. If I was going to tell him my story from the beginning that is, then I need my heart to work right because at the moment, it wasn't.

So guys  I know my chapters are a bit short. Please bear with me am new at this. Thanks.