Kelan POV “How could you do this to me, Mother? How could you even think to go this far, and try to kill your son?” My heart began to beat like it was going to fall out of my chest. “Answer me!” I thundered, to her shock, as she shivered in fear. “Kelan, it is not the way you see it. It’s just..”“It’s just what, mom? That you, Jason, and this backstabber of a friend decided to kill me, and you stand here to tell me it’s just? In fact, give me a good reason here and now why I shouldn’t put a bullet through your head, his head, and hers?” I said, shifting and pointing the gun on each of their faces. “You can kill me, Kelan, but leave my mother out of this,” Jason walked up and stood in front of her, forcing me to place the gun directly on his forehead. “And what makes you think I would grant you your request this instant, Jason. You have been bad, really bad, and you aren’t even worth saving. Everything you’ve been doing to Aliyah..How could you, Jason?” I blurted out, my rage find
Jason POVI thought of a million things on seeing how the events had turned out. Then, I settled for one. I wasn’t going to fall prey to the notion Caden was trying to put inside my head. I gripped the knife in my hands firmly, and declared without thinking further, “Kill her, if you want, Caden. It doesn’t move me one bit either.” “You sure, Jason,” He said and pressed the barrel harder on her head, making her beg for mercy.“Don’t threaten my mom in that way, Caden. Drop your gun.” Kelan ordered to my surprise. “Sir, with all due respect, he will need to obey my words, first. I can’t trust him not to still harm you if I drop the gun.” Caden explained. He was right. I wasn’t done with Kelan. I would have still dealt more blows till I was satisfied, then I would bind him side by side with his buddy. With this confusion between Caden and Kelan, I had the upper hand now, and I planned to use it wisely. “Caden, drop the gun, and that is an order. Stop hurting my mom.” Kelan issued w
Chapter Fifty Aliyah’s POV I could tell from the way the vehicle bounced up and down that we were on a bumpy path. The journey had been a long one since I woke up with my legs tied and eyes closed with an duffel bag and I had tried not to shut my eyes again. My hands and feet hurt from the grip the binding ropes had on them, but more especially, my eyes needed to see sunlight. If I wasn’t mistaken, it’s been over an hour forty-five minutes since I woke, and it wasn’t ending soon from the accelerating speed my abductors were using. I tried to recall the events that had happened, but I was only stuck with those I remembered before I was grabbed from behind at the mansion. I had returned from getting the drugs Jason and Carey had sent me for his mom, and found no one at home. I called out their names, walking into their respective rooms. Then, I decided to check on Kelan when I couldn’t find anyone, including the maids. I slowly entered having seen the door open from afar. It was scar
Kelan’s POVJason had no other choice at this time than to drop the gun and surrender his hands in the air. Two policemen rushed to his sides, one kicking the gun away from his reach, and the other restrained him with a handcuff to the back. “Cuff the rest too. All of them,” the leader of the squad ordered, changing my mood immediately. “All of us? What did we do?” I asked, attempting to stand before I was met with a firm hold that subdued me. I obeyed, learning from the stories I’ve heard of how the police handled people. Even though they were right at that time. I tried to make my case quietly, “We were the ones who alerted you, and they,” I gestured with my head to Carey’s direction, “are the culprits.” “Well, we would find all these and many details when we get to the station. For now, remain calm and follow instructions, and everyone would be okay.” He threw a smile at me, and walked away, leading the way. “Up you go, sir,” the man behind me urged me to stand, pushing me gen
Kelan POVTwo officers who had been stationed at the counter walked towards us, their hands to the gun holsters, having heardme raise my voice at their commander. I didn’t care. I was asking for my right. “I need to speak to my lawyer now or this entire building will have no rest,” “Young man, you don’t need to add to the crimes you have labelled on you already,” the commander started. I shot him a dangerous stare, but it didn’t budge him one bit, and he continued. “This matter is a simple case if you cooperate with us, though. For now, Mr, Jason, Madam Rosa, and Lady Carey, you are free to go. We will call you if we need more confirmation and clearance," He gave a nod and gestured his hand in the direction of the exit. Jason stood up first, then my mom next. I watched her actions; this was the point she could redeem herself if she wanted to. She didn’t. She walked past me, squeezing to avoid contact with me standing in the way, my back behind the exit door. Carey was next, her l
Aliyah’s POV"Dad?" I wondered if I was actually hearing the voice of my father or if my mind was playing tricks on me. I could hear the sound of approaching footsteps which was followed by the jingle of keys as if the driver was searching for the right key again. "Why did you even put her in the trunk?" I heard the familiar voice again. I don't know what to think anymore. It is definitely my dad's. "I'm sorry sir," the driver apologized. "Be fast. Open up!" I heard the door slide open, and immediately, I feel broad palms on my face. The touch stroked a resonating feeling. "My sweetie, it is me." "Dad?" I ask softly. "Yes, dear. It is me," "What are you waiting for? Untie her, remove the blindfolds!" he ordered the driver. "Yes sir," the driver said and moved closer. He removed the blindfolds first, then started untying my hands. I squinted my eyes and rubbed my eyes with the back of my palm to get acquainted to the environment, as the blindfolds had great impact on my eyes
Aliyah POV"Aliyah, be calm. Don't worry about that," he stood up. "But..." I stuttered."Sweetheart, I'll take care of that," he said as he placed his hands on my shoulder. "Really?" I asked, as I breathed unsteadily. "Sure. Everything will be fine. Kelan will be out before nightfall tomorrow," his face broke into a smile, a genuine one, and I believed him. "Okay," I nodded. "Now come here. I've really missed you my dearest Aliyah," he said as he pulled me in for a hug. "Dad, I've missed you more," I said in a teary voice as I delivered soft punches on his back. “How about we have dinner first, and you tell me about everything I’ve missed later at night?” he suggested. “That’s fine by me, Dad.” “Alright. Chop chop,” He clapped his hands like a gesture to the men in the kitchen, and the aroma of whatever they started dishing out called out to me. I was famished. The long trip had weakened me and since I was trying to settle old scores, my appetite had to be subdued till thi
Kelan's POVThe bells pierced through my ear drums, jolting me awake. I jerked up from the hard bunk, with a sweat soaked prison jumpsuit, as I stood, glancing around the cubicle of a room, and panting heavily. From the sunrays cast in through the tiny window, I realized it was morning already.With a step forward, I was in contact with the sink, turning it on, I washed the sweat off my face, used my palms to scoop some into my mouth, and thoroughly rinsed my mouth. Then, I turned around, and with just a step again, I was at the foot of the bunk. I slowly sat at the edge, burying my head into my hands as last night's scene kept replaying in my head. Last night, as I watched Big Joe's rage-coated eyes when he spilled out those words, I knew he wasn't just blabbing. He meant every syllable. “I said you should give me a good reason why I shouldn’t take out my revenge on you for the years your father has kept me here without cause?" he barked as he grabbed my neck, lifting me off the fl
Aliyah POV“Fuck,” I shouted. I had been trying so hard to fix the hairpin in the right direction on my well-permed hair. It would tilt sideways at intervals, and I would have to straighten it. Maybe I was looking at the mirror for too long. If Carey was here, maybe. My mind flashed to the last time I had seen her – body bagged up, headed to the morgue. It was a gory sight, one I never expected I would see Carey in. Kelan had told me how everything occurred; how she grew in rage after Jason shot himself, and fired at an officer. A bullet in her chest, and another buried deep into her head killed her instantly. “Fuck. You didn’t have to die like that, Carey,” I cursed, and soon fell to the ground, my face soiling with tears. I didn’t mind my wedding dress, as I kept pounding the floor, taking the hurt from every nudge I gave the hard floor. She was my best friend for as long as I have lived. The only person who could stand beside me on a day like this. She didn’t have to betray me
Kelan POV“Jason, let's not do this. Just listen to the officers and put down your gun.” “No. I will do no such thing. I'm walking out of here with Carey and my mom and no one here is stopping me,” His voice retorted with anger laced all over his tone. “Sir, permission to fire,” one of the FBI agents called out to his superintendent. Their eyes glared at me as I threw quick glances at my phone screen awaiting Aliyah's call. We had agreed to split just in case Jason was smart enough to leave the babies behind and come here alone. He was and currently Aliyah and another team of agents were following the trace of the last call. The tracker was still on the phone line and we hoped to find them before Jason or Carey realizes. “No one is shooting my brother,” I jumped into the rising tension. Jason hands still held the gun firmly as I gradually walked to the front of the men. My hands we up, and I knew it wouldn't cost him so much to shoot me right now, but it was a move I was willing
Jason's POV“I cant believe Kelan’s got the balls to boldly say no to me. His boys should be more important than the company or money.” I nagged, kicking my feet in the air. “Clearly, he is not as dumb as you think he is. I did not see that coming, I had already imagined he would come crying and begging for his children.” Carley said to me with a smirk on her face which was quite confusing. I furrowed my brows from feeling displeased with her facial expression. “What?” she snapped.“What? Are you really asking me that?” I walked towards her and paused my steps when I was right in front of her. “What is this look on your face?” I asked her and I could hear her whimper. Clearly, my facial expression got her terrified and that is exactly what I wanted her to feel. “Nothing Jason. Get out of my face.” She said and pushed me to the side but I gripped her hand before she had the chance to take another step. “What was that about?” I asked her again. “Nothing! Jesus!” she exclaimed and
Aliyah's POVMy heart raced. My mind throbbed. My head pounded. I stood apprehended not knowing the exact emotions to process. Fear? Anger? I wasn't certain of the particular one to settle for. So, I paced from one end of the house to the other, running my hands through my dishevelled hair. I stopped abruptly and turned around immediately the front door creaked open with Kelan running towards me."Hey honey," he rushed towards me and held me in a tight embrace."Are you okay?" he asked with a tone of concern. "K... Kelan..." I called in a teary voice."Baby," he responded, running his fingers through my hair."Talk to me. How did it happen?" he released me from the embrace and cupped my cheeks in his palms."Our boys... They... Our boys..." I trailed off, welling up in tears."Honey, put yourself together and tell me all about it," he dried my tears with his eyes.I sniffed then blew my nose noisily into a tissue."Come, sit," he draped his arms around my shoulder and walked me to th
Kelan's POVAs I alighted from the cab and walked towards the wooden gate, a thousand thoughts cloud my mind. The past few days of my life had been dedicated to the search for my mum. I had talked with almost all of the old staff that worked in the company as at that time I figured that she was still around. But all of them had communicated their regrets of no longer having her contact. I had even looked up the internet but I realized that she wasn’t on any of the social media platforms. This woman whose house I approached, turned out to be my last resort. But I can’t help it but think if this search would turn out to be successful? If I wouldn’t get the same answers?Well, there is no better way to find out than finding out. So, pushing the gate silently, I walked in casting quick glances at my surrounding. Lilies and hibiscus flowers lined up at one end filling the atmosphere with the beautiful scent of nature. Standing at the door, I hesitated a while before I rang the bell. On the
Aliyah's POVMy soft hum filled the atmosphere as I gently stroked Jared whom I cradled in my arms. His body relaxed against mine while his little fingers curled around my index finger. I brewed a smile as I could see my face when I look at him, my exact prototype. Jacob, sat beside us grinning with content in his baby bouncer, sucking on his teething toy. His chubby cheeks curved into a smile then a chuckle, which was suddenly followed by a cry. I took the cry as a clue that he was trying to communicate that Jared's time in my arms was up. So, I carried him and Jared took his place in the baby bouncer. Minutes later, the front door creaked open, revealing Kelan, dressed in a black shirt tucked into an ash-coloured trousers. He loosened his tie as he walked over to where we were. "Hey, honey," he smiled. "Hey darl," I winked. "How was your day?" "Stressful," he sighed. "As usual," he replied, his voice sounding exhausted as he kept his briefcase gently on the table."My boys," he
Jason's POVPushing myself off the hard bunk with a grunt, I strode out alongside my fellow inmates into the dark corridor of the prison. In a single file, we dragged ourselves to the prison yard where we had our morning drills. During my first few days here, the space of about a plot of land was apportioned to me to clear up, but with my transition to the chief bully, such was no longer the case. I was even nicknamed Don Jay after I served the previous bully, loads of punches. "Would you all stop dragging your feet?" the prison officer barked. The question must have provoked the inmates as the shuffling of feet intensified. "Man, are you deaf? Lift your feet off the ground," I heard an inmate say. Swiftly turning around, I shot a fiersome gaze at this new scrawny inmate who probably doesn't know who I was. Because the rest of the inmates knew better than to question me or challenge my authority. Giving him a second chance, I ignored him and assumed my steps. "Hey!" he barked, wi
Aliyah’s POV“Your honor, my clients here,” the lawyer spoke, gesturing to Jason and Carey, “Plead not guilty as regards to the alleged murder,” his voice pierced through the hushed voices of the many individuals occupying the rows of wooden benches in the tensed atmosphere of the courtroom. I shift uneasily on my seat, eager for whatever verdict.Kelan must have noticed my uneasiness, as he pressed my palms. “Aliyah, relax,” he whispered.I heaved a sigh in response and reclined backwards because the last thing I wanted for myself was clouding my head with lots of thoughts, slumping again, and finding myself back at the hospital I had left a week ago.My gaze fell on Jason and Carey both wearing a smirk on their faces. I searched in vain for the expression of remorse, but I found none, not even a tiny bit. They seemed to be super confident in their lawyer or something else only them knew about. Slowly, my gaze travelled upwards to the elevated perch where the judge sat, peering throu
Kelan's POV Sitting in the front seat, next to Mr. Lanez, the silent ride was seemingly uncomfortable as I noticed the worry lines drawn on his forehead. There was this invisible cloud of tension hovering in the car as the engine hummed in melody. "Uhmm," I cleared my throat to gain his attention. "Thank you for saving me back there," I fondled with the handkerchief in my hands. I was taken aback by his silent treatment. Was he mad at me because of the way I relentlessly argued over his revelations yesterday? "I'm sorry for not believing you yesterday. I just found it so difficult to believe that they could be as terrible as that," I blabbed. "Mr Lanez," I called aloud, then immediately regretted my action as the eyes he flashed out me weren't friendly at all. "Did I do anything wrong?" I asked calmy."Kelan, you did everything wrong," he yelled. "You just added to all of the current complexities," he sighed, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. My mind raced, my heart