All Chapters of My Rabid Angel: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

*splash* The puddle flew, dropping its scented contents on her. She had jumped out of the road to avoid the speeding car from running her over, yet, the fate she met was comparable. The contents of her bags went flying in different directions, while she crashed to the ground. “Oh God, no!!” She wailed, staring at the food that would have lasted her siblings and her two days, scattered all over. “What to do, what to do?” She kept muttering to herself as she stood up, her soaked clothes, a far cry from her current predicament. She was exhausted from all the work she’d done to pay for the now perished food. The thoughts of her siblings, sitting hungry at their shack, desperately waiting for her return brought her to tears. They’d had nothing to eat since the night before and it was 12noon already. “No, no, no!” She cried out, bending over to savage the little she could, but every attempt seemed fruitless because the food kept soaking into the wet ground. Unfortunately, it had rained

Jacob exhaled slowly as he made his way out of the police station. He didn’t know she could run off and disappear immediately without a trace. His mind was conflicted. He felt he did the right thing by letting that girl go, but this sort of feeling always got to him prior to a betrayal or deceit. This has been the reason why he'd become rigid and authoritative to his staff. Allow them sniff weakness or pity from you, boom, they bring out their devious cards. He couldn’t figure why her case got to him. Was it her tears, or the fact that she was in a bad shape? He didn’t know. He drove the car onto the road and towards the direction he came from, still in thoughts, when suddenly his eyes came in contact with someone limping down the sidewalk. It was as if his thought morphed into reality because there on the road, was the same lady, still in her messed up clothes, dragging her left feet along. He didn’t realize her wounds were that severe. She looked intact when she was running. Even

Rebecca hobbled quickly towards the direction of the shack she shared with her siblings. She could see the shack up ahead but not her siblings. Michael and Joanna should have been perched on different sides of the dilapidating construction, playing, while Brianna should have been curled up on a chair reading a novel. But none of them were in sight. Her heart fell into her stomach. She increased her pace, ignoring her protesting leg.Around her, people she’d known all her life, both old and young were all staring at her. Most of them had worried looks on their faces but no one dared stop her. They knew that dark look on her face. On good days, she would chirp all day, greeting and conversing with the people in her small community, but today wasn’t one of those days and they knew it. All they could do was worry and hope she wouldn’t hurt herself.James and John were at both sides of her, gauging her movements. They were walking sideways, their bodies sl

Damien had made a fuss that night. “Why the f**k would you let her go. You’re not the one with the broken nose and a smashed car. It wasn’t your call dude, why would you do that?!” He yelled, alongside other profanities. “Piss off man. If you hadn’t been yelling with that deceitful girlfriend of yours, all these wouldn’t have happened,” Jacob yelled back. “She said she was drunk!” “And you believed her man! Seriously, you believe that crap. This ain’t the first time, neither is it the second nor the third, yet you take every rubbish that spews out of her mouth. A lady mistakenly gets into your brawl, she gets hurt even, yet you want to take out all your frustrations on her. You know what! You are a b**ch, bro.” Damien threw a punch at Jacob's face, jolting him backward and onto the table in his study. In turn, Jacob leaned off the table and rushed towards Damien, sending his own punch right into Damien’s abdomen. Although Jacob was furious and in a fit of rage, he avoided Damien