As Alec prefers to be alone at the penthouse, he chose to stay there and didn't come to his home for that night because they were supposed to have meeting how the Heartthrob Boys will be the host of some upcoming event at the school campus.
The President was so kind that he provide a hug mansion-like place to these five boys for them to stay overnight for meetings and rehearsals. They were busy just like real actors for their appearance matter the most. Their faces are the icon of the university and the image and reputation is something they have to take care of. People love their guild the most.
Just as how he was busy contemplating, all of a sudden, Alec pulled the bottle from his pocket and stared at it once more.
That's where he knew.
Alec remembered the name that was on her name tag.
'Madeleine Jade Mackenzie.'
He literally lied to all the boys that he didn't knew this person, when the whole reality is he recognized that this also the woman he encountered few weeks ago, whom he called unhealthy.
Alec bit his lip, fighting himself for a little longer. But concern or not, to what might happen to that woman after the incident, he reached for his phone and search her name on the social media platform.
"Hmm...popular," he whispered, as he scroll down and stalk her for a while.
Madeleine Jade Mackenzie
Studies Tourism Management at Saint National University
Cheerleader at SNU TEO Guild
Followed by 104,753 people
Not aware at all, Alec didn't noticed himself that he was already running around her photos; from her friends, her performance being a cheerleader, aesthetic shots of the school, her food and lifestyle.
Until he landed on one album intended just for the selfies.
"Jesus Christ," his brows furrowed in disbelief. "No wonder boys leave her..."
He murmured as he check one by one of her sexy revealing photos. Starting from Jade's statement of fashion, to flexing her chest, legs, whether it may be hotel, school, or at bedroom; any poses that could trigger men to make a sin.
"She's a certified bitch," Alec gave up and turned off his phone. There was a moment of silence as he lost his thoughts and wandered on the sky. He was quite torn between saying it as he himself wasn't sure what happened next.
"I wonder how is she right now."
Jade's POV
"Did you see your father hit your mom that moment?" Malcolm asked, as he placed the soup on the table that is in front of me. I sniffed, still holding back my tears as if everything just happened that a while ago.
"No...all I could here was a series of crashing and loud noise...things inside the room were all falling down, and the sound that it creates was just so...traumatic for me. I lost my balance and I fell from the ground..." I rubbed my nose and pinched it. "That's where the sound only stopped. Not because my father stop throwing things, but because I cannot handle it anymore...I cannot hear anything, anymore."
Malcolm made a huge sigh. I can see his face was so problematic, and his reaction was really scared, but concerned at the same time.
"It must be hard for you, huh." He moved closer to me as I was sitting, along with my legs crossed on the sofa, and then he reached for my hand and rubbed it. Malcolm, as always play boy as he was, nose how to comfort girls, and it's a good thing that he knows how to use his talent and skill to comfort me. I am forever thankful at this guy.
"It's a daily routine for me," I replied. "It's like, my father cannot live a day without hurting my mom, or my younger sister. Any person in the house will experience violence, and abusive language when you are with him."
"Have you guys not called for help? It is a domestic violence already, and that is punishable by law."
"How I wish I have done that long time ago, Malcolm," I said, the tone of my voice was so helpless. "But my mother won't let me. Why? Because there's no one to support us anymore. She cannot work, and leave Emerald behind, while I was on school. She's way too young. Besides, she doesn't want me to stop from schooling now that I am a graduating student."
"Then sue your father after you graduate," he suggested. "By that time, you will be able to support your family with your work, and you guys can finally release from his violent acts. How about that?"
"Still not possible."
"Why?"
"My mother loves him."
Malcolm's mouth went open a little, as if there was a dead end on my sentence.
"My mother doesn't want a broken family, you see..." I started getting emotional again for the nth time. "She doesn't want Emerald to grew at a very young age, without the image of a father."
"That image he was representing? Hell, he doesn't deserve to be one!" He complained. "Fuck him! Look at what he did to you!" Malcolm pointed all the bruises around my body, still active and painful, from the time that happened.
All of a sudden, that traumatic memory, flashed on my mind once more.
Right at the moment where my mind was in state of confusion why my medications changed all of a sudden, Leonard came out of the room and saw me. His anger switched as he started to grab my hair.
'It all started when you came into our lives!' He shouted, and because my hair was so long it was easy for him to drag me. I lost my grip towards the bottle and I reached for my hair, but Leonard continued on dragging me; my knees were making a friction and it gave me bruises all over my legs because of him dragging me without even giving me the opportunity to stand.