Ouch! Gosh!What the...Yeah, right. Those freaking forty winks I just took made me forget that I have swellings on my face. Serious wounds, because I feel like my face is twofold the normal size, and my head is still pounding like hell. I can't even touch my face.Impelling my eyes to peel off albeit with too much exertion due to the pain, I am terrified saluted by the most horrendous scenery of the monster leaning his back on the closed door. He has never worn a happy face or anything like a pleasing face. But this murderous armour he has on is threatening the peace in me.I swallow hard!It's bright. It's morning, meaning I slept off the entire night. Wow! And I called that forty winks? Well, that's how I felt until I saw this monster dog looking like he is about to murder someone. Afraid of even blinking, I peel off the sheets of me and jerk myself up from the bed, slipping out of the sheets. My eyes are on him even as I imprint my feet on the cold floor.Greetings have always be
I finish dressing up. I have dragged everything as much as I could because I don't know how today will end, but nothing that has a beginning that doesn't have an end. I'm finally all ready to go to wherever this monster wants to take me.I look at my reflection in the mirror, not to admire myself because there is nothing to admire about this damaged face or because I feel any need, but to just kill some more time. The monster is perched on the bed scrolling through his phone, waiting for me. One glance at my reflection in the mirror, and I curse the moment I decided to look at myself. The two wounds look worryingly sore with a discernible tinge of redness on the sides. The small ones aren't that bad, but they don't look good at all either. No wonder I feel like I am accommodating three faces in mine. "We can see a doctor on the way." That evil voice echoes through my ears, making me look away from the mirror, almost colliding with him as he walks to where I am."What is the use of ge
They say that there are two viewpoints of a coin. In the same way, so are there two sides to every situation - the bad side and the good side. Even a quagmire, there is always a good side of it that our ordinary eyes don't normally see.In my case, grieve seems to have clogged every other judgment. The worst seems to be holding up more load, almost blurring the good side. I have gone through the worst, I have lost a lot, some of which I will never recover from, like the lives of my parents and my purity. Additionally, a lot is hanging on a tiny thread. One single blunder, one trivial slip, and I am all doomed. But hey, I also want to surmise that there was a good reason as to why my path crossed with this cursed monster.It isn't something I would have wished for or chosen for myself, but it happened anyways, and I will take it that there is a purpose for my being here. My presence here isn't in vain or by sheer chance or mistake. I must fulfil.Dan was right. All these people bleedin
For moments, I have been struggling, really struggling, virtually, smacking my head to try and remember if this face rings a bell to me, but no. My memory is bent on affirming that it's totally screwed."Do I know you?" I ask after moments of screaming silence.She manages to close her mouth for the first time in ages, but she defeatedly shuts her eyes to some kind of a masked twinge, heaving out a bitter puff that tickles my skin. "What happened to you?" She asks as she peels her eyes, signs of tears evident in her hazel eyes.Now this is deep. I am also feeling awful for the fact that I don't remember her. I am about to join her in tearing up and if this continues we might explode into sobs. Weird!"How can you not remember me, Ella? What happened to you? And this?" She painfully scans my face as if she shares my pain, then finally, a tear drops from her right eye as she averts her gaze from my wounds. She can't take the site of the wounds. "What...what is happening? What happened?
"I can't believe that cursed monster! So, he is obsessed with you?" My sister asks as she does the final touches on my wounds."Yes." I respond."I knew he was a monster but not to this degree. I mean, him killing our parents just to have you, and then sleeping with both of us? He is entitled to nothing but death." She curses, packing the bandages back into the kit."Then you understand why I have to do what I am doing, right? It's for you and me, and our parents, and everyone's sake." I state, hoping to change her mind."That is as good as gambling your life on a losing bet, Ella. What if...""There are no what ifs and buts, Aida. We need to do this. We need to end this. We need to attain justice for our parents before we can bury them." I say."They aren't buried yet?" She queries."No. Deep is keeping them in the morgue." I retort."Okay. If you are doing this then we are both in it together. But this has to work, Ella!" She says, sitting beside me."It will work. It will." I assur
We have been driving around and through these bizarre streets for the longest decade according to my apprehensive self. I'm a nervous wreck right now, but I am glad I can still curb my anxiety from showcasing itself. I can't let this jerk see how much he is freaking me out.Unlike his norm, today we are not chaperoned by his squadron of goons. No. It's just him and the driver. Weird. So odd! One would think that we are going somewhere intimate, but that inkling itself is humorously ludicrous. It's revolting by nature.The drive has been crammed with nothing but a pure fluster lull. He is devilishly raw and life-threatening as usual, -his signature demeanor, his all-time amour, while I am striving to cope with it, as I have always done, hoping that this mischief isn't about his evil gimmicks. But how cliche can that be? The irony in that hope alone is fussing."You want to say something?" He softly barks, wrecking the peace in my ears. I don't know whether he glimpsed me gawking at him
I watch this proud pompous bitch as she ambles down the stairs. The way she is walking, the way she is cruising around my face with her eyes, she is the same old-annoying bitch I knew days ago. I thought that the dungeon would change her even just a little, but I guess I was dead wrong.And now we are under one roof? I knew that monster can never do anything good for me. Now I think I know why he brought me here. He must have realized that his obsession with me can't allow him to kill me, so he brought me to this witch so that we can strangle or infuriate each other to death. He knows we don't get along even for a second.My!"I thought I will never get to see your face again." She fires the moment she descends the last staircase, racking before me.I can't say less about her either."Too bad. I am back, and I see that you've been promoted. I mean, I left you in the dungeon three days ago and I thought you are gonna rot there. And now out of the blue, I find you here?" I mock, becau
I peel my eyes, sloping my body on this bed and yawning after realizing it's morning already. Funny! I didn't know I would fall asleep with the devil and the witch in the same house. Their presence must have magically buried me into a dreadful sleep.Speaking of the devil, didn't he say that this was his and my bedroom? Why isn't he here now? Don't get me wrong, okay? I would be barfing forth my lungs out if I woke to his ugly suffocating face and scary eyes and dreadful giant body beside me. I'm just wondering. He didn't come home the whole night? Or maybe they are just screwing somewhere in this house with that witch! Yack! Whatever the case, I am glad I didn't get to see any of their faces when I peeled my eyes. They both are bad omens! Souls of Doom!My fuss hikes my lethargic legs to the door, and I open it slightly. Popping my head out, I cruise my eyes outside, and when I don't get a glimpse sight of anyone, I lock it behind me again, and stroll back to the distant corner of th
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