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Oh! My Life

Oh! My Life

Oyizah

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A romantic story that follows the lives of two people intertwined in the game of fun, love and Life.

Chapter 1 The Separation

Aries heaved a sigh. Jerome I don't know what you are talking about, but If you are trying to get me to make up with Gabrielle, you know you are talking to a wall right? She walks away furiously ignoring his persistent calls until she gets home. Mom! I'm home Aries cried out but there was no reply. Mum! she said as she rushed into the bedroom only to find her Mom and Dad in a pool of blood. They have been murdered! She run out of the house to call for help but there was no one around. Her family lives alone in an apartment in the outskirts of Los Angeles.

She never really knew why her parents choose to live alone but their deaths meant that they were involved in something ungodly.

"I'm sorry for your loss", Gabrielle said. You could come stay with us if you like, you know I will always be here for you irrespective of our little fight over Mr hot Tony. She laughs trying to lighten up the mood but only got a smirk out of Aries as she turns down the offer to live her parents house and all the still memories she has of them. "We were happy" Gabrielle Aries cried out and they never had any friends I know of so I don't know why they took my parents from me. Now I'm all alone with no one to truly love me like they did. I will make sure I find their killer she finally said as Gabrielle nods her head in affirmation.

October 1st, 1999 I'm going for a walk to see if I can find anything that can help me identify mum and dad Killers. It's been over a year now but I can't forget the symbol mum's body was placed in, and why dad was hanging upside down. Aries weites in her diary before leaving for school. anyw

Aries!,Jerome calls her as she walks to classroom. Yes! Jerome, how can I help you. Aries said still feeling a little distant from everyone.

I know it's hard on you Aries, but you need people around you. That's the only way you can heal. I'm your friend and I know a lot is going on

right now so let me in on it. Jerome said as he slightly togs on her skirt.

"I think my parents were spritualist". They have always tried introducing me to strange practices and told me about the moon and her significance in my life. They always said our house is a fortress, but I guess it wasn't strong enough to protect them. I want to know everything they've been hiding from me so that I can find closure and move on with my life.

Wow!, Jerome says jokingly are you indirectly telling me your parents were not human? as he laughs.

What! Aries Cried Out angrily. I would never say anything to you again because you always take things for granted. She moves away from Jerome who draws her back into an uncomfortable position. "If there is anything I've always been serious about it is you and you know it" he says as he leans closer to her trying to smell her hair. I've always loved you and I will always support whatever you do even though you sound crazy sometimes.

I hate you!, Aries snapped trying to wiggle her way out of his grip. in her eyes she has always seen Jerome as a friend but could not deny that she's attracted to him. Maybe it's because he is hot she thought to herself, still stiff from the impact of his words.

"I see" she finally said after what seemed like forever so you want to take advantage of my delicate situation right? I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm married to my life until I find my parents killers.

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