The Jovial Writer

Chapter 8 : Advice   " Shes not waking up." Raul said raising his hands dramatically. "Why the hell is she not waking up?" "I said she's resting. Stop creating a ruckus." said Sebastion checking his phone.  Max, Melly and their father had gone home after a couple of hours and Jack was rejoined by his coworkers in the waiting room. Carefree Raul and the responsible Sebastion were a very unlikely pair. They were always bickering but were the best of friends. "She'll be alright. You guys stay here, I'm going to check on Dad." said Jack standing up. With that he walked off to the single room at the end of the corridor. He knocked and almost immediately a voice called out, "Come in." came a hoarse voice. The elderly man was sipping tea, while reclining on the bed. "Brielle's hurt." said Jack as he sat on the chair beside him. "I should have got to her earlier. I was too late." He clutched at his hair in fr

Chapter 7: Rescue "Madam, please, it's alright. The children are fine. They are just trying out some sweets in the kitchen." said Brielle calmly. She wasn't good at lying and didn't want to risk the woman's wrath further. Perhaps if she just let her know the children were safe, she would calm down and stop yelling. Brielle knew that the pantry, where the children actually were wasn't really inside the kitchen but beside it. There was no way she was going to let the horrible woman get to the children.   Not on my watch. The woman suddenly lifted a fat, ringed hand and slapped Brielle across the face. She used so much force that Brielle was knocked to the ground. She hit her head against a food trolley and rolled across the floor a little before the friction could stop her.  Was the woman insane? Hitting her in the middle of a restaurant?   Brielle struggled to get up, but her twisted ankle and the swelling pain on the back of her head was too much. The woma

Chapter 6 : Anger Brielle's throat turned dry as she looked at Jack. He was staring at her, his flawlessly handsome face registering a look of amusement.   Not easily amused, huh? "My name is Brielle, and I shall be your server tonight." she said with a smile. She tried not to look at any of the three men at the table. She knew of she did, she would be distracted enough to make a mistake. Yet, as the men deliberated on their orders, she couldn't help sneaking a peek.  They were each handsome in their own way, the guy on the left was tanned perfectly and wore a gorgeous stubble, the other man beside him was blonde haired and grey-eyed, exceedingly good-looking with the pair of glasses at the bridge of his nose.  But Jack Dixon was by far the hottest. She couldn't ignore the taut muscles under the tight suit he wore. his chiseled body and the sexy voice. Brielle was having a difficult time keeping a straight face. "I'll have a vegetable soup and a croissant