Proud - Keep You

Chapter 11

Still on the sofa, I felt ashamed and upset with myself. I also felt quite embarrassed as I did want to make love to Claire, but how could I with (Your name) still missing?! How could I have time out and have sex with my best friend alone, frightened and probably being abused knowing Kevin!

Moving off from the sofa, I walked out into the kitchen to see Claire standing by the concertina, with her mug of tea and looking out into the garden. Moving quietly behind her, I walked up to her and snaked my arms around her waist and placed my chin onto her left shoulder “I’m sorry,” I whispered “what for?” She whispered back “for hurting you, and for leaving,” I whispered, as I started to pull myself away from her “Leaving?! Where to, why, and how long for?” She panicked as she turned to me, “I need to go back to America. I can’t be here in England and leave (Your name) out there,” I said quietly, but Claire placed her mug down and ran over to me and turned me to her and pushed her lips against mine, in a hard but passionate kiss.

A few minutes later, she pulled away “don’t be long... Come back to me, please?” She whispered her sadness pushing itself through her voice, as she started to pull herself away from me as her hand stroked my chest, as her hand then left it, but I managed to take hold of her hand which makes her look at me “I won’t be long... I promise,” I whispered, before letting go of her and quickly moving to my already packed bag, grabbing it and leaving the house. I had to find (Your name).

Butler’s POV:

“Sir... Erm, sir... Sir you have a call,” I said to Aston Merrygold who has fallen asleep in the chair of the private jet. “Huh?” He suddenly wakes up and looks at me “what?” He asks “You have a call,” “from who?” He yawns “Oritsé Williams,” I say “oh... Okay,” he says quietly as he takes the phone from me, “hello?” He asks, as I move off, but I smirk as I walked off.

That conversation is being recorded and listened to.

Oritsé’s POV:

“What?” Aston asks confused “look, all I’m saying is think what Kevin likes-” “Abuse and dark places,” “exactly! I was thinking that Kevin may have taken her somewhere dark and horrible,” “are you suggesting I go to a underground tomb,” he chuckles, as I chuckle with him “you can do,” “I’ll pass on that, but I think that... You know in movies they take her to a really nice mansion and she’s turned into a sex slave or a waitress, or they could have taken her somewhere, where she is like... Locked in a cage or something,” he suggests as I agree. “I see your point,” I say as Laura comes over to me and straddles me before kissing my neck tenderly, as I am sat on the sofa. Although, I try and push Laura away because I know what she is trying to do, “no,” I mouth to her, but she just winks and kisses me gently on the lips, but Aston is still talking, but I’m not paying attention as I try and get Laura to stop what she is trying to do. Suddenly, Laura gropes me which makes me gasp, but I beg to God that Aston didn’t hear it which it seems he didn’t as he continues to talk. “Err... Yeah, that’s great Aston... Err... I need to go Laura wants me to do something,” I say for an escape route “okay... Alright see you later,” he says “bye,” and with that I quickly hang up. “You... Oh you are one naughty girl,” I say cheekily to Laura as she giggles seductively, but then continues to heat the situation up so that we know we’ll soon be making love on the sofa.

Ivy’s POV:

It was a week later, and still no sign of mummy. Daddy was in America trying to find mummy. He’d once every two days to let me know what he is doing and updates me on the news of mummy, which is time and time again nothing.

I was sitting in my room playing with a Barbie doll of mine. Although, Fay was at the door and sighed, before walking in. “Baby... Daddy’s on the phone,” she says quietly, before passing me the phone which I soon take “daddy? Do you have mummy?” I ask instantly, but he sighs “no baby... I don’t,” he sighs, but I burst out crying “I want mummy,” I cry as daddy’s voice shakes as he talks “I know... I want her back too,” he says as Fay sits next to me and pulls me into her side “baby... But what I want you to do; is sing for mummy... Remember when you sang at my wedding, in front of all those people and sang “Proud”? And then I and mummy told you how proud we were for you to do that?” “Yeah,” I whisper “can you do that for mummy? Sing for her every night?” He asks quietly as I sniffle “yeah,” I whisper “that’s my girl,” he whispers before the line goes died. “Daddy,” I call, but he doesn’t reply, although I look at Fay while taking the phone away from my ear and pass her the phone, “he hung up,” my bottom lip trembles as I speak “aww... Baby,” Fay whispers as she kisses the top of my head, “he said that I should sing for mummy every night,” “what song?” She asks “Proud... The song that I sang at daddy’s wedding,” I say quietly “you should. You have a beautiful voice, and maybe singing proud will be the key to bring her back,” she says quietly while stroking my hair, “dinner is about to be served,” she again says quietly before getting up and leaving me.

Jasmine’s POV:

Standing in the kitchen, leaning on the breakfast bar, I watched the clock tick towards seven ‘o’ clock in the morning. Marvin was in bed, and I just couldn’t sleep. Sighing, I grabbed the phone and dialled Aston’s number, and waited for him to pick up.

“Hello?” His voice rang down the phone “Aston... Aston... I can’t do this, please let me come and help you,” I panic down the phone to him, “Jas, I appreciate the fact you wanna help me, but-” “Aston please... I wanna help,” I whisper, my voice trembling as I begin to cry “Jasmine, please- Please don’t cry over the phone to me... I- I can’t support you otherwise...” his voice trembles like mine does “I can’t stand there with you, and hug you and tell you everything will be okay, and that I will get her back... You have to trust me Jasmine, please?” “Aston, please... I wanna help,” I cry softly and quietly as I whisper “I’m sorry Jasmine; I have to do this by myself... It’s my fault I got her into this mess and I’m gonna get her out of it,” “please Aston,” my voice is so quiet by now as my tears have over taken my voice, but the line goes dead and I’m left to burst out crying, while my head begins to bow down.

“Jasmine... Jasmine, baby what’s wrong?” Marvin asks quietly, as he has pulled me into his chest and trapped me there as I continue to cry, “I want her back... I wanna tell her she’s my best friend, and that-” “I know honey, we all wanna do that,” “I want to help... I want to help so badly,” I cry as Marvin holds me tightly and kisses the top of my head, “I know... I know baby, I wanna help to, but Aston wants to do this alone, and- and we have to let him do that,” Marvin’s voice trembles as I then feel a water bead drop onto my head.

The whole group is crying in pain, and we all beg to God that Aston finds (Your name) quickly and soon.