More Than an Enemy

Chapter 9: More than an Enemy

Derek couldn’t stop himself from fearing the unknown as he waited for the receiver to pick up his call. “Damn!” He cursed in annoyance when the call wasn’t picked up on the first ring.

“Where exactly is this punk?” He breathed out in annoyance, his teeth seething and his hand fisting into a tight blow.

He jammed his hand against the wall as he dialed the number again. “You better pick up this time, you fool!” He cuffed, unable to contain his anger.

As he waited desperately for the receiver to pick up his call, his prayer finally came to pass. “You fool, where did you drop your phone and go?” he barked at his messenger. “Do you know how long I’ve been trying to reach you, you fool?” he barked on, and the man on the other end could do nothing but apologize.

“I’m so sorry, sir. I was bathing when you called. I… “

“Oh, shut your trashy mouth!” Derek cut him short. “If my life was on the line and I needed you to pick up the call on the first ring, would you have ignored it?” He grunted.

“I gave you a simple task: don’t ever keep me waiting. Responding to my call immediately is more important than you bathing. Do you understand?” Derek threw at his messenger, and the man let out a calm response from his end.

“Good! Now, back to why I called you,” Derek blurted out. “I want you to help me track a lady. I want to know everything about her – every little thing. I want you to find out her address, her family, in fact, every little thing about her. Follow her anywhere she goes, even into the toilet. Do you understand?” Derek continued, his eyes red with fury.

“No one messes with me and goes scot-free. I will make her regret ever coming back and trying to mess with me,” Derek grunted wickedly.

“I will send you her number and picture now. You will use it to do the needful,” he sent Rose’s number and picture to his messenger.

“Do your job well, because if you make one mistake, it will be the end of your wife and children,” Derek said with authority.

“Okay, sir. I will do exactly as you said, and I won’t make any…” Derek ended the call before the man could finish talking.

“You should know the importance of never messing with me, Rose,” he giggled wickedly.

“You should have just remained in your hiding spot and never…” Derek couldn’t complete his statement when he got a message from an unknown number.

“Who the heck is this now?” he grunted angrily, opening the message, and that was when his eyes met the most unexpected thing. His eyes flew open in shock as he stared at the message; it was the video of the night he pushed Rose into the ocean, followed by a message: “Try anything stupid, and I will upload this to the world immediately. Ask your messenger not to stalk me, because if he does, I will post this and ruin your reputation” the message read.

Derek scoffed bitterly as he stared at the message, knowing who it was from – Rose.

“Eish! Aren’t you just a witch?” He hit his hand against the wall angrily. “How the heck could you come back, and at such an important time?” He yanked angrily and hit his hand against the wall again.

He grunted In agony, knowing this was the termination of his plans. He pulled out his phone and dialed his messenger’s number. On the first ring, his messenger picked up the call.

“Avert the plan, don’t track her anymore,” he said bitterly into the phone.

“Sir… You mean I shouldn’t go ahead to track her?” Mr. Michael, his messenger, stuttered. He was quite astonished by his boss’s words, but to himself, he chuckled, “Foolish man.”

“Yes, don’t track her anymore, just avert it,” Derek said and ended the call. The one thing running through his mind was regret.

… …

Mr. Michael chuckled loudly as soon as Derek dropped the call. “You are just a big fool, Derek,” he cursed with a wicked grin.

Without waiting another second, he pulled out his phone and made a call. He waited for the receiver to pick up the call, and his smile widened.

“Hello, sir,” he said as soon as the call was picked up.

“Yes, what is it? I hope it’s good news,” a deep, manly voice resonated from the other end.

“Yes, sir, it is,” Michael said excitedly. “Derek just asked me to avert tracking Miss Rose,” he giggled, feeling proud of himself.

“Wow! That’s progress then. Now, you just have to track her for me,” the deep voice from the other end said with an evil laughter.

“Yes, sir, I will track every bit of her,” Michael smiled evilly as he ended the call.

…. … ..

Rose smiled as she sped off, her tires complying smoothly with the well-tinted road. “Do you think you can mess with me, Derek?” she thought to herself. “You think I wouldn’t discover your plans of trying to track me?” She giggled sillily.

“I just proved I am way smarter than you,” she said, recalling how she had put a spy app on Derek’s phone.

Flash back…

While Derek was still lying on the floor, reeling from the shock of seeing her, she knelt down before him and secretly pulled his phone from his back pocket. She installed a spy app on his phone and connected it to hers.

A honk from a car pulled her back to reality, and she slammed on the brakes simultaneously. “Watch where you’re going, lady!” a lady yelled at her.

“F_ck you, bi_ch!” she yelled back at the lady and zoomed off.

As she drove home, she couldn’t stop herself from laughing out loud. Things were going exactly as she wanted, and she couldn’t wait to start her main vengeance.