Chapter 6:

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic

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 Chapter 6



Clayton knocked on the door once. “Grandma, its me.” without waiting for a response, he turned the knob and the door gave away easily. 

I was appalled by the vastness of the room. It was massive. Not that I hadn’t expected anything remotely lesser, but this surpassed my expectations. A four poster bed sat in the centre of the room with matching cushions and drapes. The electric fire place crackling in the corner kept the room warm.

  You know how it’s in those old horror movies, where the male protagonist insists that his grandmother is sick, turns out to be the scariest twist in the story. Clearly, I’d read way too many thrillers and watched Buffy. There were no traces of old, dank or dark and neither was Granny Grumpy muttering coherent sagas from her childhood, instead I walked into well furnished room with Italian marble floors, decorated with plush carpets. If I was going to be honest, don’t say a word to anyone. My apartment looked more like the horror movie type.

The woman remained settled on a reclining chair near the bay window wearing a long beige gown, the type which I would never dare wear at home. Her graying hair was pulled back in a bun, there were loose tendrils cascading over her shoulders. I noticed the glimmering diamond jewelry that she was wearing. She turned away from the window to face us, and smiled, holding her arms open for Clayton.

“Noah. My dear.”

Did she just call him Noah?

Clayton rushed to her side and took her hands in his. “Grandma, I’d like you to meet Abigail.”

“Is she the new friend you made, my dear?”

Clayton chuckled, “If that’s what you prefer to call. But, you know Grandma; your grandson is a grown up man now and way past the age to call the women he brings home his friends.”

She smiled at me, squeezing my hand. I couldn’t help but notice the glimmering large stone in her ring finger. “It’s nice to meet you, Abigail.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, ma’am.” I said.

“Such manners.” Her face lit up as she turned to Clayton, “Have you seen Robert anywhere, Noah?”

“Well, grandpa is out of town. He left this evening with father.” Clayton responded, scanning the room with curious eyes like he was here for the first time.

Did he just lie to his grandmother? As far as I’d come to learn, his grandfather and father were both dead.

“Tell Robert I would like to have a chat with him.”

“I will.” Clayton was already making his way out of the door.

“Look at the day outside darling, it’s a bright day. Go play ball with your brothers and friends.” She suggested like it was the natural thing to do for kids like Clayton who were six foot something, thirty years old and ran an Empire.

Clayton shrugged; lines of tension marred his beautiful face. Before he could say anything further she continued, “Come to grandma after supper, I will tell you a new bedtime story and tuck you in.”

I suppressed a snigger at Clayton’s discomfort. The walls of this room were clearly closing in on him. I now knew why he didn’t want me to meet her. Grandma thought she was Alice and lived in a wonderland. A feeling of remorse and sympathy washed over me. The present didn’t affect her; it was the past that she was holding onto. The beautiful past, that now carried the remnants of a tragedy.

“Yes, grandma. I will come to hear that story.” He smiled. Fake enthusiasm was written all over it. “I can’t wait.”

“Of course, my dear.” Grandma said as she looked past us towards the door. “Mandy is here, Noah. Come here, my angel.”

I spun around to face Mandy who was supposed to be standing in the doorway.

There was no one. Not even a shadow but according to grandma, Mandy had already made her way to where she sat in her recliner because Grandma Sinister had already fired up a conversation.

“Abigail, meet my sweet grand-daughter.” She pressed my hand and then to hollow woman Mandy she said, “This is Noah’s new friend, Mandy.”

Clayton elbowed me as he scratched his stubble chin. I looked to Grandma’s right side and said, “’s nice to meet you, Mandy.”

I could see Clayton’s jaw tighten. He clapped twice, summoning a young, pretty girl in cream dress, “I gave you strict instructions about not leaving her alone. Did I fail to be clear?”

“No, my lord..I was just…” the young girl strutted.

“Enlighten me with a good excuse.” Clayton continued to stare her down with his menace rimmed eyes.

“Margret…she said…she wanted to talk, so I just went down to the pantry to…” She shrugged, keeping her gaze downcast.

“You are fired.”

That’s when she looked up, horrified. “Lord Clayton, but..”

He raised his index finger up which was enough to silence her. “Pack your stuff.”

I gaped at him. The uniformed maid pulled out a napkin, sobbed silently passing me an apologetic look and taking a flight down the stairs.

  “Clayton, why would you do that?” I couldn’t keep the anger out of my voice.

Clayton turned to face me. “My grandmother needs full attention and Lexi was a hired caretaker that I paid more than she deserved, the fact that she left her alone for a few minutes without anyone else to supervise only proves how careless she is. There is no place for careless employees in my home. This is the second time she repeated the same mistake.”

I didn’t argue after that. Clayton wasn’t the kind of man who’d take anyone’s advice anyway.

“Why did your grandmother call you Noah?”

“As you may have noticed, my grandmother has Alzheimer. She is also diagnosed with Schizophrenia. Noah left this house after the incident and never returned. Nobody knows where he is and Grandma liked to believe I’m Noah. I’ve cleared that particular doubt on numerous occasions. I just don’t have the stomach of doing it every time I see her.” He clarified as he led me downstairs.

“But, doesn’t she remember you at all?”

“No she doesn’t.”

That was odd. How the hell does Grandma Sinister remember one grandson and not the other?  

I didn’t voice my confusion. I assumed Clayton had enough questions for one day and I needed to stay on his good side. He’d be nice since the morning, until his grandmother. Surely, that woman pressed some of the wrong buttons without a doubt.



“Should I accompany you home?” Clayton leaned into his car, the window rolled down all the way.

“No. That’s fine, Clay.” I assured him.

Before I could understand what was going on, he pressed his lips to mine. A deep growl escaped his lips as he pulled apart. “Can we do this again next week?”

“Sure.” I mimicked his grin.

I glanced away from his intimidating blue eyes, it had become a pattern; Clayton would always catch me off guard and steal kisses when I would least expect. I noticed Rafael standing in the courtyard, hidden behind the large pillar. 

Clayton grinned, turning to face the chauffer. “Kevin, make sure Miss Myers enters her apartment safely.”

Kevin threw a nod in Clayton’s direction. “Yes, sir.”

The tinted glass of the car rolled upward slowly and the car pulled out of the driveway. The lined bushy trees and the water fountain disappeared slowly. I watched Clayton waving at me; I couldn’t hear his voice though I did see his lips move. It seemed like he’d said ‘I love you.’


I lied on the bed after a long warm soak in the tub. Clayton and his family were the only thoughts that preoccupied my mind. Everything about him struck me a cord, whether it was his grandmother calling him Noah, or Rafael shedding tears and asking me if I had forgotten him.  There was an insane amount of confusing going on and I needed to get at the bottom of it. Maybe it was just me being paranoid?

The previous week hadn’t been too interesting, what with the amusement park incident. I had every single detail reeling inside my head like it was a movie. I knew that I hadn’t imagined it, but what about the people who saw me? They never saw any man through my entire date that other day. But I did. Clayton was there and he wasn’t.

I sat up straighter and reached for my laptop. I fired it up and typed Black in the search engine, only to get pages and pages of everything there was related to the color black.

I sighed. How very ludicrous of me.

I typed Clayton Black and narrowed down to a few searches. I clicked on a website that read Black Enterprises. Again, I couldn’t find any personal information about the family. There was information about the Enterprise, the board members, vacancies, everything from pictures of inaugurations of his hotels to a random album, excluding information about the Black family. This was their official site, how did I expect personal information to just pop in on some work related site? Silly me.

I searched again and found an article that read The Black Marriage 2012 ends in another tragic arson.'

That was weird. Clayton never mentioned any fire only two years ago or a marriage in his family for that matter.  I clicked on the article and found it blocked. I wondered if Clayton had it removed somehow. I narrowed down more searches; each one came off as BLOCKED SITE.

That was just weird. I could search some obnoxious porn sites and still manage to open them just fine, then why were these sites not available?

I was convinced my laptop had something to do with this. I’d probably done something to block them. Next thing, I pulled on a clean shirt and denims, slid my laptop into the bag, grabbed for my crappy car keys and left the apartment.

Twenty minutes later, I was walking into Aaron’s Computer store. Aaron appeared to be working on three to four computers all at once; one of his legs was hoisted up on the table. A polished burger wrapper lying on the side. Aaron had always been the solution to every computer problem; he was a decent guy, also had a degree in software and yet, didn’t want to work for a company. He liked to look after his father’s computer store and slack off. Do you see the empty pizza boxes and the empty beer bottles hidden beneath that table?

“Hey. Abbi.” He straightened his leg and returned to the position that would surpass more as civil rather than slacker. “Let me guess, having problems with your email?”

“No, Aaron.”

He didn’t look nerdy, like he should. Being a software engineer and all, he looked more like a surfer. Almost like Alex Pettyfer’s surgery gone wrong. Shaggy blond hair, jaded green eyes and a neat square jaw, the kind of nose that’s a little crooked. Yeah. Alex Pettyfer without a doubt.

“I tried to open a few websites and I just can’t open them. Can you help me figure out if there’s anything wrong with my laptop?”

“I had no idea you were into porn, Abbi.” He mumbled as he inspected the laptop and fired it up. “You want a few good sites to look at?”

“I didn’t look for those. I’m not interested.” I blew the loose ends of my hair grazing my forehead. “This is something else.”

“Is this the same second hand laptop you bought from me?” he asked, eyeing me suspiciously.


“Uh-huh.” Aaron’s eyes never left the screen. “Dress up games, cooking games, an entire hundred picture file consisting of Ian Somerhalder. Can’t believe all the shit girls install.”

He laughed. I punched him playfully. “Stop snooping around and do what you’re told to do.”

Aaron’s face turned serious, he scratched his gruff stubble, “Who else uses your computer other than yourself?”

I tried to remember if anyone ever touched it without my permission. Nope.

“It’s only Jesse, but she has her own laptop, but yes, she has used it on numerous occasions.  I remember her boyfriend, Beckett using it the other day but they are my friends, Aaron.”

He didn’t respond, and the sound of the clicks was starting to add fuel to the fire.

“Is there a problem?” I asked him.

“Someone has tampered with your laptop, Abbi.” He said apologetically. “Someone has made sure that a few sites remain blocked.”

“Maybe I did it by mistake when I was just surfing or…”

“This is a clean job of a Pro, an expert. Someone did it on purpose.” He continued all traces of amusement gone. I swallowed.

Why would anyone want to tamper with my laptop? Last time I checked, I never appeared in magazines such as People and Forbes.

“I’ll have to reinstall the entire operating system and I need to figure out what’s wrong. It’ll take me at least a day.”

“But I want to check a few sites.”

Aaron nodded and pointed towards a computer towards the far end of the room. “Why don’t you use my computer until then?”

“Okay. Thanks, Aaron.”

I walked past all the different types of computers and settled in front of the large computer screen. I moved the mouse and a yellow Spongebob wallpaper appeared, almost damaging my eyes. There were only a few icons on the screen. Some car game icons. I glanced back and him and found him busy caught up with my laptop.

I typed Black Marriage 2012 and waited. A long list of searches popped up. I clicked on the first one and miraculously, it opened. So, Aaron was right. Someone had messed with my computer.

The heading read.

History repeats itself: The Black Marriage 2012 ends in another tragic arson.

The words all blurred as the picture in the center came in view. Clayton was in the picture, his dark hair styled and swept back, not a hair out of place, wearing a tailored black tux and a beautiful radiant smile only for his bride who mirrored his infectious smile. The bride was not any other woman like I thought it would be.

It was me.

Me, dressed in a gorgeous ivory gown, my hair perfectly tied in a bun with a bouquet in my hands. The smile reached my eyes, the sun gleaming on our faces. It was a perfect photography. I looked closely, my nose probably touched the damn screen, and that woman couldn’t be me. The woman in the picture was so beautiful, she looked everything Clayton deserved. But it was me, seeming polished and cultured.

Almost with an impulse, I touched my face.

This was impossible. How could that be me? My hands shook violently as I scrolled below the picture.

Clayton Black (right) and his new bride Abigail Black (left)

 Picture taken after the Black wedding ceremony. The rare moments of the short lived happiness of the couple.

Photo courtesy: Nathaniel Black

The words started to blur and I was unable to see anything. My palms were sweaty and a chill ran down my spine, as I stood up in a daze and started to make my way out of the computer hub. My legs felt like Jell-O.

“Abbi, your laptop’s with me.” Aaron called out, but I wasn’t in the right state of mind to listen to him. “Abigail. Where are you going?”

I was walking at first, and then I picked up speed. I was running towards my car. Tears streamed down my face. The booming sound of the thunder didn’t stop me. I could still hear Aaron calling out for me to take his umbrella. I needed answers. He’d lied to me. Clayton had lied. Who was I really? Was that me in the picture?

What the hell was going on here?


A.N: I apologize again for the delay. I'd been caught up with writing my other novels and had hit a writers block last month for this one, but I'll be updating this more often. Until then, I'll be enjoying watching you bash your brains over the twists..*inserts Evil Laughter*..HAHAHA


Submitted: June 27, 2014

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HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT. I'm mind boggled completely. Just Jesus. You really know how to play with somebodies head, Nathan, Rafael Noah, Grandma Jesus. The newspaper my jaw literally hut the floor. I thought my jaw had locked haha. You my friend are just brilliant at this writing thing you have going on. ' The Black Secret '= Mind Boggling. I hope you enjoy watching me bash my brain haha. This story keeps adding more amazing twists and it's fecking brilliant. I LOVE IT SO MUCH, Please KMU need to know more :) LIKEDY LIKE LIKE :D x

Fri, June 27th, 2014 7:14pm


LOL! Your comments make me laugh. I was aiming for that reaction ;) Thanks so much for the lovely comment Chloe. HAHA. Will surely KYU and thanks for the Like hon~

Fri, June 27th, 2014 4:15pm


Wow, that was awesome. So much mystery. I really want to read more. This is so great. I like Aaron already. Can't wait for the next chapter, I have a lot of questions too.

Sat, June 28th, 2014 7:16am


Thanks so much for reading and commenting Shada :)

Sun, June 29th, 2014 5:15am


Kmu :)

Sat, June 28th, 2014 3:06pm


Will surely KYU :) Thanks!

Sun, June 29th, 2014 5:16am

Joseph Mark

I am really glad you've continued this story. Did Abigail fall into a time warp or something? Great chapter, please KMU.

Sat, June 28th, 2014 6:27pm


Haha time wrap..good guess..but no ;) Thanks so much for reading and commenting! Will surely KYU~

Sun, June 29th, 2014 9:30am


(at the start of the novel)
*Cheers and smiles* Yay, Kashie has updated, SO awesome....oh, nice grandmother...Noah, haha; Abi, tots swimming in DEEP (REALLY DEEP) waters. Haha....Ooo that was harsh. Shame on you, Clayton...Strange. Why would her computer be blocked?...ummm....
WHA-WHA-WHA-WHATTTTT??!!!! WHATT!!!??? *shock; the world dies; everything dies; Titanic sinks; KA-BOOM* NO. NOOOO!! THIS - !!!! - ABSTRACT YOU ARE IN TROUBLE FOR BEING A MANIPULATIVE, MEAN WRITER - DON'T MESS WITH THESE FEELS. (Don't dare. I will cry. It will be sad) I hate you. BUT I LOVE YOU. Now hurry up and write more. (And CLAYTON IS MINE!! MMmwhahaha) - Milly

Sun, June 29th, 2014 8:51am


Ohmygosh! This so totally made me crack up ;) You called me a manipulative, mean writer..that's a Huge Compliment. Thanks so much for the lovely comment Milly..I love you for the comment.

Sun, June 29th, 2014 10:35am


You are superb missie! You're gradually inspiring me to go back to writing my novel again, haha! I can only question myself with these mysteries, I mean how could I not? they're great! You've kept me (the reader) in awe in each chapter; Which is just Wunderbar! It has got to be a dimensional shift of some sort driving the novels storyline; It's so convincing to me, but I'm more than likely going to be wrong, with all the guesses that I make, haha. Grandma is so hot, although I thought she was a part of the Shredders allies to kill off the Ninja Turtles. Until then, au revoir. *Rips off shirt to reveal a Superman outfit.Clenches right hand to make a fist and raises it above his head and in lightning speed, flies off to Krypton*

Sun, June 29th, 2014 10:08am


I'm so glad I could inspire you Charlmes :) There are more surprises that I can't wait for you to see. Thanks so much for reading and commenting! :D HAHAHA. Your funny.

Sun, June 29th, 2014 10:37am

Alex The shadow girl

Oh! You are so EVIL. You updated after such a long time and this chapter was so short. I wanted to read more. I would have thought that Abigail had a doppleganger but then the names couldn't have been same. And I think Clayton blocked those sites. But why? Kmu! And enjoy our restlessness. :/

Sun, June 29th, 2014 10:48am


Nope. No doppelganger. Thanks so much for reading and commenting! :) Will surely KYU~

Sun, June 29th, 2014 10:42am



Sun, June 29th, 2014 1:37pm


All your questions will hopefully be answered in the upcoming chapters :) Thanks so much for reading and commenting and the like. will surely update you~

Sun, June 29th, 2014 10:46am


Hello Abs,

I can't tell you how happy I am that you've updated this story. As you well know darkness and mystery is what attracts my attention, especially whena dodgy bloke is involved. This isn't complicated or difficult to read, but leaves room for readers to wonder what will be the outcome. It should raise questions in one's mind and it does.
Clayton has the patience of a saint dealing with Grandma unless he has an ulterior motive, of course...and Abigail is central to that...

Sun, June 29th, 2014 11:27pm


Thanks so much for reading and commenting FE! I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter. I was aiming for that reaction. All your questions will be answered in the later chapters :)

Wed, July 2nd, 2014 2:55am


Wow I didn't expect this.....I can't wait till you update this :) This is soooo amazing and interesting loving it!!!!

Mon, June 30th, 2014 5:40am


Thanks so much for reading and commenting! :) Glad you found it interesting~

Wed, July 2nd, 2014 2:55am


omg gret twists i didn't thought things will turn out like this kmu!!!

Mon, June 30th, 2014 5:11pm


Haha thanks for reading and commenting :) will surely KYU~

Wed, July 2nd, 2014 4:59am


Haha this chapter done my head in at the end. I just cant come up with a logical explanation for what's happening at all. Time machine, reincarnation? None of it makes sense which is awesome! I loved being stumped. So I am just going to wait to read your explanation and not give myself a headache lol. I loved the part where granny was getting everything and everyone mixed up. Or was she? I found it quite amusing? Shame on me lol. I liked thr computer guy too. He's relaxed

Tue, July 1st, 2014 10:49pm


I was aiming for that reaction haha. No time machines involved. The grandma part was supposed to be funny yet sad. Thanks so much for reading and commenting Dino :)

Fri, July 4th, 2014 12:38am


And is just cruising along which is how I see myself. So I could relate to his laid back attitude. The whole chapter was just so compelling and mysterious. I fell sorry for Abbi. Her head must be in a complete spin. More so than mine lol awesome read as per my friend. Seriously cant wait for more! ")

Tue, July 1st, 2014 10:52pm


I'm glad you found it mysterious :) Thanks so much for reading! I always look forward to your feedback.

Fri, July 4th, 2014 12:40am

Ever A. Darling

Holy fucking flying monkey in space, what the hell?! This story has gotten me on the edge of my seat and so many thoughts are running through my mind. This is the type of story you have to pay attention to as it can get a bit confusing with all the different twists and stuff. Oh my o.o keep me updated

Mon, July 7th, 2014 1:44pm


Yes. You are right :) Thanks so much for reading and commenting. I'm really glad you enjoyed reading. Will surely update you~

Thu, July 10th, 2014 2:20am

Eden L

What... did I just read. What... did Abigail just see. O_O I AM SO CONFUZZLED!! WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!?! O_O It couldn't have been a reincarnation, could it?? No, it was two years ago... what the... memory erased?? Different identity?? BUT IT'S AN ARSON, SHE'D BE DEAD THEN. D: So maybe it's just a girl who has the same name and same face.... WHICH ISN'T POSSIBLE. LOL. OK, so I've gone through every possible idea in my head but I don't think I'm nowhere near it. :P PLZ UPDATE SOON!! XD Looking forward to more! :D But I also found how his grandmother didn't remember Clayton to be sad. :"( Something's going on here, lol. KMU! XD

Thu, July 10th, 2014 3:53pm


LOL! I can't stop laughing. You'll see what's going on in the next chapter ;) Thanks so much for reading and commenting Eden. Will surely KYU~

Sat, July 12th, 2014 12:23am


Nice! Time doesn't look to be a line!

Fri, July 11th, 2014 12:56am


Thanks so much for reading and commenting :D

Sat, July 12th, 2014 7:59am

N. C. Ferrao

Wow totally unexpected. You really do know how to keep your readers hooked up. You've got to update this soon. Can't wait to see what Clayton has to say about it :)

Thu, July 24th, 2014 9:59am


Thanks so much Niki :) I'm really glad you liked the chapter!

Thu, July 24th, 2014 3:41am


I really like this, very well written and Intense!! Will you be carrying on with the novel! I sure hope so. Clayton is very intriguing I cant quite get my head around him! Please keep me updated! ~Clo

Thu, July 24th, 2014 4:41pm


I will be updating more, I just haven't found time to write more..but I would never give up on the story. Will surely update you. Thanks so much for reading and commenting! :)

Sat, July 26th, 2014 11:59am


please write further!! plz plz

Wed, July 30th, 2014 9:30am


I will :) I get hit my writers block with this story sometimes. Thanks for looking forward to it.

Thu, July 31st, 2014 1:52pm


You didn't tell me you added a new chapter :). Anyway, I really enjoyed it, and the Grandma character was a nice addition.

Tue, August 5th, 2014 5:09pm


I didn't update you ? :O Oh. I'm sorry..I'm not sure how that happened. Thanks so much for reading and commenting though :) will update you the next time I write.

Tue, August 5th, 2014 11:17am

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