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Fire of Vengeance

Some nightmares do not halt, they keep replaying till you lose your sanity. I have no idea what else I'm gonna do at this juncture of my life. Is my life even mine? I can't feel it is. What am I gonna do to be free? Free as a bird from this shackle? I am Hailey Brown, I reside in Chicago. I lay on a bare fluffy floor warping my fragile legs and twitching like a leaf. My tummy was agonizing badly and I could feel my intestines getting devoured as if a clump of rats were gnawing them. I let out an audible sigh. It's not the first time I have been in extreme distress. My eyes bulged looking somber, my lips, parched. I heard the bars of the cell I was in, clattering. It was the jail guard. He has arrived again to invite me to go work on the field as well as with the inmates. The clattering slammed my ears and I attempted to rise to my feet I felt so dizzy that my head commenced spinning, but I still attempted to waddle frightened I was going to get whacked or dragged out forcefully. The guards in the jail are quite brutal like soldiers, a few of them have mistreated me a few times hence, the awful bruises and spots on my arms and legs. I was almost arriving at the bars and I weakly plopped to the floor conk out. Hours hastily departed. Munroe Jackson, my husband, he is running for governor. He relaxed on the bottom of his bed in only a pair of shorts. His hairy puffy chest was disclosed and his hips were as well. Samantha, my half-sister hopped on the bed in only a bra and a pant. She crawled towards Munroe giggling noisily and wrapping her smooth arms around his chest like an anaconda grasping its prey. Munroe's phone beeped noisily and he tugged it from his pants on the bed. He peeked at the screen and he saw it was one of his minions dialing and he answered the call. "What news do you have for me?" Munroe sniffed. "it is done boss, she's now six feet under." replied, the jail guard. Munroe had disbursed to a few guards in prison to have me killed. He wanted me gone so he can successfully be elected governor. Eight months after I gave birth to our daughter, Bella, I unearthed that he runs an illegal drug trafficking business and is a member of a syndicate. Not only that, he smuggles arms and grenades out of the country. Munroe comprehended I won't take that sitting down and he had me framed for possessing drugs. I had no evidence to back me in court and though I kept blurting to the judge and members of the courtroom, that Munroe is a drug lord, no one gave attention to my voice and my sentence was heightened accused of slander. The jail guards had brought me to a forest at midnight wrapped in a sack and they threw my body inside a hole which they dug and buried me alive.

bliss_glorious · Urban
Not enough ratings
3 Chs

Bella falls sick

The factory was beaming as huge chandeliers sagged on the ceiling, and glittered it. Many men, both young and old wrapped small bags of cocaine and were dropping them inside a box.

Munroe and Reyes, his ally, stood in the middle of the factory staring at the workers. A sickly old man by the name, of Peter, approached them, "Boss, I'm done for the day."

Munroe opened his briefcase and pulled out a bundle of dollars from a bunch of bundles in the box and handed it to him, "go ahead scram."

"thank you so much." the old man bowed and walked away and he halted and retraced his steps to him.

"What's the matter?" Munroe frowned upon him.

"Boss I wanna quit this job. I don't wanna be a drug pusher anymore. The reason I accepted in the first place, was because my grandchild was sick."

"and so you wanna leave?" Reyes smoked his tobacco and exhaled.

"how about I give you a hundred thousand dollars and you do not leave?" Munroe chuckled.

The old man still insisted on leaving.

"Then you leave me with no choice." Munroe pulled a pistol from his pants and fired a bullet in his chest. Immediately, the old man dropped to the floor and was inactive.

"no one leaves this factory!" Munroe yelled, "there is no way anybody is ditching my business and breathing a word about our operations. I won't ever risk the chance that our business will be exposed so I won't spare anyone who tries to ditch our business."

"Alright." everyone chorusly replied.

In a luminous hot Tuesday afternoon, Bella sprawled at a table in the school's bistro bowing her head as she squeezes a bottle of ketchup drizzling it on her bowl of french fries.

She was crouching alone on her table. The cafeteria was crammed with lots of students, it was recess time. There was murmurs in the air and more students approached the bistro.

"hello Bella." Said a feminine voice.

Bella looked up to see her class and seat mate, Bianca standing by the table beaming from ear to ear. Bianca is very tall, approximately six feet.

"May I sit with you?"

"of course." Bianca hunched besides her. She picked up a french fry and nibbled it, "Bella I wanna ask a favor from you."

"go ahead." Bella grinned.

"It's my brother, he is going camping with his friends this weekend and he kinda feels bad I'm not gonna be there. So, I want you to please, " Bianca folded her hands, "please go camping with him so he doesn't feel my absence that much."

"of course. Anything for you pal. So, who is your brother?" Bella downed her bottle of soda.

"he is Jake Farrow." Bella almost choked astounded, she coughed and gulped the soda hanging in her throat, "Jake Farrow?" Bella raised her brows.

"yea, I'm a Farrow. We are the Farrows in this school. I invited him to your table so you two can meet and discuss and get to know each other better before you go camping with him."

"you mean he's on his way here?" Bella arched her brows, her heart raced incessantly.

Bianca sighted Jake striding into the cafeteria and her lips curled into a smile, "oh, there he is."

Jake stood by the entrances glancing left and right to see Bianca, but he saw numerous ladies and most of them are blondies like Bianca.

He glimpsed a hand waving in the air and he looked closely, it was Bianca. He smiled and was

approaching their table.

Bella glanced over her shoulder seeing Jake arriving, she hastily grabbed her hand mirror from her tote and peeked at her face properly, she adjusted her hair nicely and drizzled some perfume on herself so she doesn't reek of french fries.

Jake reached their table, he stood behind Bella, "hey girls, what's going on?"

Bella clumsily dropped her mirror and comb inside her tote, her hand was fluttering and the bag dropped to the floor.

Jake unhurriedly bent, picked it up and stretched it to her, "here you go." He gazed closely at her face and he felt quite startled, "it's you again. We jolted on each other remember?"

Bella bobbed, "yea nice meeting you again."

Bianca arose to her feet, "okay, I will leave you two." She walked away.

Jake reclined across the table with her. He glimpsed at the table, "I see you've got french fries."

Bella nodded. She darted at the guitar dangling on him, "you're in a musical band?"

Jake bobbed his head, "of course."

Bella sighed, she flagged her hand around her face, dribbles of sweat constructed on her forehead, "it's getting kinda hot here."

Jake giggled, "nah it's not, the ACs are working perfectly. So tell me about you. I like to know my sister's friends better."

Bella drooped her head shyly, "um, I like cats, ice creams and red is my favourite color and I love to play video games. I also wish to learn horse riding. I've always admired riders on horses and I've been asking my papa to get me a horse. Do you also wanna know about my sister Elise?" She raised her brows.

"nah, this meeting is between the two of us and it should only be about us. You've got grease on your cheek."

"I do?"

"right over there." Jake indicated at her left cheek.

Bella clenched a soft tissue and Jake observed her nudging her cheek, he felt that she wasn't dabbing it properly, "you aren't getting it right, " he touched her hand stroking her cheek gently.

Bella glimpsed at his hand on hers and she felt butterflies in her stomach. His hand felt quite warm and super smooth.

He slowly dropped his hand from hers, "it's gone."

Bella's cheeks flushed.

"You said you wanna practice horse riding. It's not so difficult and it's not easy either, it takes some steps but I'm gonna try to teach you. Maybe today, after school closes."

"but don't you have rehearsals after school?"

"no we don't have rehearsals on Tuesdays which gives me plenty of time to hang with you." Jake glanced at her pair of hazelnut eyes.

Bella unwrapped her purse and withdrew three bucks and dropped it on the table.

"what are you doing?" Jake raised his brows.

"I'm done eating. Our recess hour is nearly over and I gotta grab some textbooks from my locker before getting to class."

Jake tugged three bucks from his wallet and drops it on the table, "why don't you keep your money, I'm paying for your snacks."

"you do not have to."

"I forgot to mention that I also care about my sister's friends. My sister is very important to me. I promised to spoil her for the rest of her life ever since the death of my first sister, Isabel. I have always promised to give her my utmost attention so making her friends feel special is part of that."

"I'm sorry you lost your sister."

A scowl settled on Jake's face, he popped up to his feet and stretched his hand to Bella, "come on, let's go to Bianca."

Bella glanced at his hand and she held his hand. Together, they exited the cafeteria.