All Chapters of SCARRED SOLDIER: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Annabelle found herself staring at the building in front of her, apprehensions and uncertainty were involuntarily scrambling inside her. She took a deep breath before taking her step and entered the electronic sliding door. She felt the need to that for the sake of her weak confidence. She really wasn’t sure if her decision to finally see Miguel was a right one. Annabelle’s eyes roamed around the modern reception covered with dark gray interior. At the center is a walling painted in cream. She read the clusters of letters formed on it. STEEL SECURITY AGENCY On the right side—where she stood--lies a black leather couch and an oblong glass center table beside it. The interior looked elegant and clean. The fresh green palm tree on the corner complemented the the entire place. “Good afternoon, ma’am. How may I help you?” greeted th

IT WAS around late afternoon when the amount of people subsided. Piles of chair had been piled up, and remnants of the fun were evident, loitering down the ground. Jenny wasn't too preoccupied anymore."You okay, Anna? Sorry, sis, I wasn't able to accommodate you earlier." The woman approached her slumping figure, holding two glasses of wine."No worry, Sis. I'm great. I'll be going home--"She paused, squinting her eyes at her watch."--hmmm, a few minutes from now, though." She hadn't seen Miguel after their rather tense encounter. Only his friend was left here, chatting with Rudy.Shortly after, they sauntered towards their table. "Bud, I want you to formally meet Annabelle Reñedas, Jenny’s best friend. She just came from the States three weeks ago,” the husband introduced.“Anna, this is our friend Anton dela Cerna. He was with us in the battalion before, if you remember. He's also part in the SSA along with us,” said Anto

"GOOD Afternoon, Ma'am. What item would you like?" Annabelle greeted cheerfully at the female customer. She had sent her mother home to get rest, so she took over the hardware for the time being.“So you’re Annabelle,” it mentioned, instead of answering the question.She furrowed her eyebrows, confused. “Yes, I am. And you are?”“I’m Nancy Alcantara, daughter of Counselor Alcantara,” the said woman arched a brow. Sheremembered Jenny's word. So, this was Nancy. She was beautiful, tall, and a bit of a Morena. Honestly, she was getting that one Barbie movie vibe. Was it Princess Charms school? A hint of bitchiness there though. Jenny had previously mentioned that.“How may I help you, Miss Alcantara?” she inquired dubiously.“Nothing, I just want to . . .” she paused, pondering her next choice of words, “check if you’refine n

FLOATING on the shallow part of the water in a supine position, Annabelle fixated her eyes directly up at the night sky. After Jenny and her eventually got out from the place, they paced.The woman remembered her friend's word."I can't believe he did that!" Jenny growled out. "That song was supposed to be special. I've always believed he still had those feelings for you. But after what he did tonight? Argh! He's gonna get it!” She seethed with anger.“Jenny, please don't. Let's not force the person if they don't want it. Anyway, I already expected this would've happened before I even came back." 'But I never knew it would hurt like this,' she inwardly added to herself.It was almost eleven in the evening when they departed. She wasn't sleepy so she decided to spend her time literally on the sea. There were not too many people in the area. She closed her eyes, trying to feel her surroundings. Only her lone breath and the movement

MIGUEL'S phone conversation was cut off,when he heard a dispute happened right outside his office.  He was about to stood up to check the conflict when unexpectedly the front door opened.“Sir! You're not allowed to talk with Mr. Saavedra at the moment,” the security guard told the uninvited visitor, while trying to block its way. “This is very important. I need to talk to him right now!” the man reasoned out, rather impatiently. He could see it on his face, that it won't stop without having to face him.“It's okay, Jay,” he interrupted. “Let him in.” The guard freed the male's arm and allowed him in a