Jostling my legs in haste through the hallway, I find myself smacking the door to my room open. I run inside. I am seething inside and throbbing with fury as I flip the drawers open, my hands crashing with each inside as they rummage for that one thing.After finding it, I tuck it on my waist under the hood, blasting the drawers shut as I pick up my pace again heading outside. I don't remember closing the door behind me, and I don't even care. It's not like someone would steal anything in there anyway. All I want right now, all I care about this minute is to see that monster devil.How dare he? How could he? Those innocent children have no freaking fault in whatever feud that he has with me. How can he do that to them? I want him to explain, that is if there is any fucking factual reason for his cruelty towards the innocent children."What the hell took you so long?" Ooh, I am here already? Can I just simply blow this monster's brains out once and for all and set everything right?
Flashback continuation!I tense! Like really tense, but I still find the bravery to spin around in a sprint. Before me racks a giant in human form. His machismo freaks the hell out of me. It would appall anyone. And his eyes... Grey eyes? Really? I don't know whether it is their striking grey color that makes them come off so atrociously appalling, but they are a set of pools that I can't stand even for a second. I blink at them. His lanky gigantic contour is an additional peril to me. His whole composure exudes dreadful terror. Horror. Animosity.A dampening surge of panic spews down my spine, plaguing my bones. It's raw. It's paralyzing. I start to ripple with panic.Whoever this giant is, he isn't a good person, that is if he is really human. Why is he loitering like doom in our compound at this hour? It's almost ten at night for God's sake. Who the animal is he? How did he even get in?Taking a step back, I thrash a quick glance to the gate, and I flinch in more dismay and horror.
"Ella!? Ella? ELLAA!"I snap my eyes to the loud screams of my name from my sister.I didn't realize when I started weeping, until now that I have snapped out of that daydream. My face is all drenched wet with tears. My soul is in flames, burning with tremendous blazing heartaches and wrath. My mind is an auditorium of the raw scenes of how this monster before me assassinated my parents before my very own eyes. How he malevolently and mercilessly slew them for no freaking reason at all. How he made me a bystander of that horrendous unforgivable sin.I admit that it hurt a lot before now only by visualizing how he killed them, but now, my heart is throbbing with an anguish that is terrorizing its delicate walls. The sentiment is tingling so savagely, screaming pain and demanding vengeance. How could he do that to his very own people? My mother was his sister yet he didn't even blink while spraying her with bullets. And my dad? M dad endured the worst. It's like he had threefold hatre
A few of his goons lay on the ground, bleeding from the gunshots, writhing in pain, while the still fortuitous ones are running for their dearly endangered lives to seek refuge behind the cars. He is continuing firing at no one in particular, but never missing a victim of his bleeding fury. More bodies are crumbling to the ground as he continues growling his fury out like an enraged maniac beast. Or is it satisfaction?"Oh, my God! He has lost it! Do something Ella before he kills all of them!" My sister screams beside me.It is so humorous how she is expecting me to go and stop this beast yet she is clinging to my back for safety hiding. Huh, this one and fear, omo! They are twins!And why on hell would I even dare save these rascals? Why should I even bother helping these goons? As far as I am concerned, they are as evil and guilty as this monster is. They are birds of the same feather. Who knows who among them was present that night at our home! They are as much responsible for my
"Catch the ball, miss Ella!" One kid shouts, but I miss the ball yet again. My mind is scattered.It feels so good to be here at the foundation. The kids are so full of joy. I feel the connection with everything here, but I am sick bothered. "Sorry kids. I will just check on something real quick and come back, okay?" I say, throwing the ball back to them."Okay!" They all chirp together with smiling faces.Poor kids! I will do anything to protect them. Anything."Where the heck is my sister? Didn't you say they were not going to take long? It's been almost an hour!" I worryingly fume at these dogs that Ajay assigned to keep watch over me as we draw away from the kids. They have been on my arse every single second. I bet they have even kept count of how many times I have breathed in and out as well. Annoying! It sucks!"Trust the Don, miss. They will be back soon!" One of them replies. I don't know their names, nor do I intent to bother knowing."Well, trust and patience are things t
It's been a few minutes of pure pleasure in this small room. The kind of pleasure that you wouldn't want to end. The funny thing is that nothing feels odd at all as I had surmised, that is, if I was even thinking when I asked for this. I mean, sex, in a washroom? It was just me and my desperation and craziness fused with desire, I guess.I can't believe this is the same man I rejected twice, and then later accepted him without even knowing who he really was. And now, I just gave myself to him in the most weirdest place and way, and it feels like the only right thing in my life.I peer at him behind me through the mirror before me as he thrusts in me, beads of his sweat drenching me. I am nearly digging my claws into the mirror as the pressure of this pleasure tears my walls and nerves. Every thrust, every pound, every single time he pumps in me erupts jolts and sparkles of pleasure, and more and deep longings. It is more esoteric than I had ever anticipated. For this moment, or I can
I don't discern why this jerk looks like a calm dick right now and is so unduly optimistic. He is so relaxed and even grinning from ear to ear. It's not his norm to be this bright and all smiles. He is always stone-faced so even a slight grin on his cold face is highly perceivable. This pesky look of his is terrorizing my equilibrium. It's itching my ass and not because I care so much about what has merited him this phenomenal look, although I must admit that I'm kinda itching to know what scheme he pulled that has amassed him this euphoria, but because he doesn't deserve to be happy at all. Not one bit!And it bothers me, no, rephrase that. It stings me to see him this way."You may be with your sister for a while. I will send for you after a while." He says as we make our way through the hallway.I see! And now he is giving me such privileges on a silver platter? Since when, or at what expense? He sure must have won a jackpot with whatever he did. Or has found favor in the eyes of t
"What do you mean by it's me? And how do you know that name?" Terris breaks the silence after a while.I blink a couple of times, discharging out a sigh of relief. It's her! "Dan! Inspector Daniel Maurice! You know him?" I query, and her face turns horror with a mixture of dreadful colors and a rich coating of worry.The name alone evokes something in her, but it's not what I had anticipated. I anticipated to see butterflies flying from her belly and camping at her face, and her eyes grinning with joy. I expected her to jump with joy upon hearing his name or even her to barrage me with questions about his whereabouts and how he is. But, no!This is weird! Her reaction is really strange! She is so oddly bizarre for my liking. Something seems so weird about how she is reacting to the news. Or was I expecting too much? Or am I being paranoid? Am I overreacting?"Terris?" I call when she takes forever to show any of the signs I was expecting. "What's...""How do you know that jerk? How..
Our long sweet and cheered kiss is cut shot by Deep's phone buzzing. We were not intending to stop this beautiful moment any time soon for any reasons, but this might be important. We pull away albeit unwillingly, and I had to bury my face in Deep's chest as he receives the call.Uuu! I can't believe we are savoring peace at last. This sometimes felt inconceivable, but I am glad we finally attained it. Ooh, hail God, and I am sorry. Forgive me for those times when I felt like you had closed all the doors and windows of heaven on me. "Love?" Deep calls, stroking my back, and I jerk my face to him."Mmh?!" I ask."It was a call from the hospital. Hannah is asking for you." He says."Is she okay?" I implore."The doctor didn't say much. She only said that you need to go there right away." Deep says, and that doesn't sit well with me.The day is so young and fairing on well. I hope nothing ruins this or anything else forever. I hope she is okay. And her poor baby too."You two can go! I w
"The police have told us everything, Ella. I, on behalf of everyone else, apologize if we didn't understand your course. We are sorry for every single thing we said about you behind your back." One girl says after a long decade of hugging them in groups.God! How many are they again?"It's alright. There is nothing to apologize for. There was nothing to understand in this place. What matters now is that we are all free." I assure her."And it's all because of you, Ella! We owe you our freedom and our lives as well." Another girl says."No. Listen to me, girls. No one owes me anything. If there is someone we should be grateful to, it is these devoted officers, and these two gentlemen who risked their all to come into this war. Nothing would have been possible without them." I say, but Dan steps forward, Grace in his arms.Have they made up already? I thought she was over the edge with remorse towards him. The way she is snuggling to him, huh! What happened to 'I don't want to hear his
"Ella! Babe, please don't!" Deep pleads on behalf of the police."What now, Ella? You might not be able to quench your thirst for vengeance. Your lover is pleading with you, and the police are ordering you. What will you do?" Ajay speaks, and I cock my head, and flicker a weird grin at him."I will do what is right!" I whimper."And what is right, to you? Be careful what you want, baby. Your conscience and your emotions are so weak. Can you handle the weight of my blood in your hands?" Ajay challenges again."Until your ghost manages to torment me from now on, I don't think I am weak, Ajay. Your death will never torment me." I say."Maybe, but you will end up in prison if you kill me. You heard the authorities, didn't you?" He speaks again."Drop your weapon, Ella, or else...""Or else what?" I bark at the police officer who is acting like the 'high and mighty Mr order'. "You are going to arrest me for killing this monster?" I implore."It's the law!" He asserts."Then to hell with la
It's total chaos on this road. I'm sure this will be on the news tonight. I'm even afraid to check the speed at which he is precipitously driving at. I have howled and pleaded with him a million times to slow down but my pleas and cries are falling on his deaf ears."Fuck it!" He condemns as he slams the phone onto his lap. He has been trying to conceivably call the club but with no response all those times he has tried and that is not only aggravating his wrath but also endangering our lives.I am hugging the poor tiny thing as tight as I can with one hand while I hold on to my seat with the other since the safety belt doesn't seem to work today. I am fretting and convulsing in my seat from the phobia brought about by his savage driving. My heart is throbbing somewhere in my throat and my stomach feels like a bag of ice."Watch out!" I scream, and just by a slight gauzy miracle, he swerved right in time to evade the oncoming lorry. "Could you please slow down for God's sake!?" I scre
"I see you have miraculously survived. How did you manage to manoeuvre my men, huh?" Ajay asks."Did you think you are the only slippery jerk? You think you are the only one with an army of security? Well, good news, I also do have my battalion, and here is some bad news for you - your men are no match at all to my men. They are being butchered like some fucked up incompetent helpless fools that they are." Deep scoffs."You must be joking! My men have the best-high quality guns. I personally train them and you, boy, don't have the skills except that of holding that toy you are holding. Do you even know how to use it?" Ajay mocks back."I would love to do a test for you, but I am not as heartless and insensitive as you, Ajay. It's too much of a chaos here and this isn't the place for this at all. The police are on the way up here. Surrender in peace. This is the end of the road for you, Ajay!" Deep says, and that blew the monster's cool."Police?! How the..." He starts, not believing h
Two hours later!It's been freaking two whole-deadly hours of dread ever since we left that cursed club with Hannah, and about forty minutes of anxiety, panic, and dread of waiting in this lobby. God knows how nervous I am ever since Hannah was taken into that room.Our hospital, the Silvano hospital has always, over the years since its establishment, had a thumbs up in every service we provide. I have no disputes whatsoever that Hannah is in the best safest hands. We have the best doctors, some from the prominent country of Cuba, and I have absolute faith that they will do their best for the survival of both Hannah and her baby. But these forty minutes feel like the forty years of terror that the Israelites spent in captivity. Gosh!"You are so restless. What's the matter?" The monster remarks, holding my hand to stop my pacing.He seems too cool for my liking. He is even more cooler than a raw cucumber. What does he have to worry about anyway? He must be mulling over the best and mo
Taking the stairways, Ajay has summoned a squadron of guards to get the cars ready. As usual, he doesn't go anywhere without his goons, but that is none of my fusses right now. I need to alert the girls and Deep too.As we pass by the rooms, I draw from the crowd of goons escorting us little by little while Ajay is on the call trying to call I don't know who.By sheer chance, and without spurring any alarm, I manage to skim inside my old room as they make their way forward.There is no time to sigh or even thank God for this, but I manage to murmur another short prayer to God as I find the switch and flicker the lights on, rushing to the drawer where I normally hide the gadget. Finding it, I reach to the upper drawer, meeting with my two babies - the guns. I grab them, and tuck them under my jeans. I scour for some long trench coat and slid it on top, buttoning it all the way up.I swipe my phone, making a call, and crossing my fingers in the hope that he is sti
I am whizzing a cheerful hymn as I help this monk prepare the dinner in this house that we have been sharing for weeks. The glee of what tomorrow holds for me is throbbing with rebounds in my heart, shaking its walls, but I am doing everything I possibly can to suppress the tickling thrills.It's almost one after midnight. In a few hours, doom will occlude the evil, and the good will shine bright.I am still in incredulity at how serene this place has turned into ever since I made that pact with Ajay. The activities go on around as usual, but the tranquillity that has beffallen this place is beyond ingenuity. No murders, no extraneous cacophonies, and no superfluous squabbles. It's like this is no longer the club that we all knew.The monster has embraced humanity or is at least trying as far as I see it. Mental note - I have not fallen for that completely. I don't know where he hemmed that monster side of him, or where he borrows all this humanity to showcase, but too bad! This shift
Standing on the door of Terris' room, I take in a deep breath and heave out as much amount before knocking slightly on her door, and practising patience as seconds feel like hours before the door flings opens.Her angelic face pops up, with no discernible reaction or impression at all. No astonishment, and no questions on her face, and neither is there even a subtle glimmer of appreciation. It's like my presence means absolutely nothing to her. Honestly, it maims me. It stings so bad because we had just started getting along. She had just asked if I could take her as my friend too and I don't even recall responding to her that time. I didn't have any qualms whatsoever, but we just had a zillion things to talk about. Now here we are, back to oddballs again. I understand her sentiments, but I am albeit clenching on tight to the hope that the yearning she had when she asked me not to leave her behind when I leave this place is still stroking her heart, or at least, there is still love