Bab 20: 20
She was gonna get water at the nearby stream as that would be quicker. For drinkable water, she'd go a bit farther to get it. It wasn't exactly pure but if she boiled it, one could still enjoy it.
She headed to an alley as that was the only way to the stream. A minute later, She stood in place terrified. A tall young man resting his back at the wall of an abandoned house, possessing red dragon tattoos which were visible on his left leg and right arm, was waiting for her ahead wearing dark sunglasses, a black face cap, white wrist-watch, a black and white stripped t-shirt, black summer shorts, a black gel dance knee pad on the right leg, and white high top converse. (A/n: It's a pretty long sentence huh? (^_^) )
To her, the scariest thing was the fact that a gun was in his right hand and he was even caressing the tip! Who is he? Is he here to blow her head off? But she hadn't troubled her late husband's family to see her only son even once since she was kicked out. All these years without seeing him were like a needle in her heart. She always knew when he was sick due to the pain she always felt when her late husband was alive. If she was far away from her son and he got sick, she'd feel it. This has helped her know how he is all these years. Recently, she hasn't felt any pain in her heart and so she knew he is doing well wherever he is. To her, that was enough; no need to ask for more!
So now back to current situation, what should she do now? Walk past him? Turn around and flee? Could she escape his bullet? Should she walk to him and ask him questions like: 'Are you lost?' 'How are you doing?' 'Who're you here for?' 'What's ya name, my son?'
Nah, she had no such courage.
"What to do then? Think, think" she was still stunned in place not daring to move. A second later, the young man left the wall heading towards her. Every step he took made her heart drum so hard. She never knew her heart could be this lively ever!
She couldn't do anything; just had to wait there for him to get to her. When he finally did, he smiled and tucked the gun in his shorts.
"Are you Dorothy Jane Greek, widow of late Morrison Tyler Hills?" he asked.
"..." her eyes went wide with fear. He said everything so accurately, was he really here to send her off to the earth? What about her husband? What about... she snapped out of her thought as the young man touched her feeble shoulders. She wanted to tremble but couldn't. Surprisingly, his big hands felt warm and she almost relaxed. But recalling he had a gun, the thoughts of relaxation fled.
"Yes or no? Don't be afraid, ma'am. I won't kill you" he tried to reassure her but she began to shake and sweat appeared on her forehead.
She just recalled something. That youth who handed her a gold card in the afternoon, maybe this was someone he sent to kill her?
"Yes... or... no" he repeated, dragging his speech.
Sighing in defeat, she nodded in admittance.
"Yes...Yes, I am." she bowed her head, trying to prevent the tears welling up in her eyes from racing down her cheeks. So this was it; the end to her life. She had regrets: not seeing her husband, not seeing her daughters and her son. She couldn't get to say goodbye to them. Just they say 'Life isn't balanced'.
"Goodbye, world" she cried in her heart.
Hearing her authenticate the truth, the youth's eyes twinkled and he straight away, hugged her tight and kissed her right cheek three times stunning her so much her mouth was agape and the buckets and hankies fell from her hand. She was afraid to blink. What was happening? Why was he hugging her? Was it to make her feel fake warmth before sending her off to the netherworld? And did he just kiss her right cheek 3 times? What for?
"I'm sorry, really sorry" he started to sob shocking her even more.
"Why... why are you crying?" she managed to ask. A million things were going through her head; she didn't know what to think.
"I'm so sorry" he muttered and continued to cry, wetting her back with his warm tears. Yeah, despite the fact that he looked evil but his hug and tears were warm. She felt his heart beating quickly.
Was she his first victim to die? Was he feeling guilty about what he was about to do or was he forced?
"I'm so sorry" he kept on apologizing and even kissed her left cheek once, sniffing.
She decided to just hug him back.
"It's..." she closed her eyes and sighed "It's okay, dear. Don't cry anymore. I won't make this hard for you. Go on with your job" she patted his back.
He suddenly broke free and looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time. To her, maybe, he wanted to recall her face before he killed her.
"I just couldn't help it after seeing you" he confessed and took out the gun from his shorts. Contrary to her expectations, he actually threw the gun to the ground.
"It's a toy gun" he forced a smile. She felt it hard to believe. Just because, she's a pauper doesn't mean that she doesn't know anything about guns, alright!
"Stop trying to look nice and guilty. Just do your job and kill me" she yelled. This time, the youth seemed stunned.
"No, why would I want to kill you? Why would you think that of me?" he yelled back, hurt was clear in his tone.
"You... aren't sent to kill me? Then... what are you here for?" she asked.
"I'm here to see you and show you something special" without waiting for her reply, he turned around and lowered the left side of his black shorts which revealed his white briefs. He also lowered it too and there it was- a love shaped birth mark.
At once, her eyes widened and she stared at the youth in shock.
"Andre... Andre?" she called. Deep inside her, she wanted this youth before her to admit it. But there was also a chance that he might not be, right?
The youth let go of his briefs and shorts, keeping his left butt covered once again.
"Mummy." he called out with a nod. "It's me, Andre. Your unfilial son has come to see you" he said with a low emotional voice.
"Andre, my son. My son" she rushed to him and hugged him tight. Tears from them both began to flow as they cried their hearts out.
"Mommy, I'm sorry for scaring you. I'm really sorry. I'm so sorry" he kept muttering.
"You did nothing wrong. You just wanted to see mummy. Now mummy is now hugging you, see?" she managed to speak. Her heart was very heavy at this moment. Her wish had come true. This very youth was her son- the one she yearned to see all these years but couldn't. Ah, the world is really small. They tried to separate her and Andre forever. But look! Here he is with her. Hale and hearty. This is the best day of her life!
"My little boy has grown so tall and big. You've become a man... a handsome man, just like your father. I'm sure he must be very... proud of you. That you still remembered mummy all this time," she spoke and gently patted his back.
"Mummy, I missed you. I missed you so much. I missed you"
"I know. And mummy missed her beautiful boy even more." she reassured him with a whisper and kissed his left cheek three times.
"My darling son is back. My boy is back!"
"Yes, mummy. I'm back for you. Can you sing me that lullaby,"
"Andre, I will sing you the lullaby" she agreed immediately and started to sing. To say the truth, since the time her husband died till now, she never opened her mouth to sing anything. Today, the barrier is broken by Andre.
Soon, he joined her in singing too and happy tears continued to flow.
"I love you mummy" he declared. He always wanted to say this for a long time. Now the chance was here along with million more chances.
"And mummy love you even more" she replied and kissed his cheek again. For the first time, she laughed heartily in years.
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Theo's cafe.
Peter Jones (Nelson Woodley's secretary) watched as his boss drove his Maybach Excelero away at breakneck speed just like he usually does. He shook his head and boarded a taxi home. Working at GVS enterprises itself is not easy say less of being the Ceo's personal secretary. Before him, many other secretaries who worked for him never lasted more than a month. But he was the only one who managed to last 6 months. He broke a record alright! He then decided to quit and find a less terrifying job but his boss refused to accept his resignation later and tore it to pieces. That very day, his boss transferred five thousand dollars into his account and told him to report to work the next day without fail. So that's how he continued to work for his boss till now and he still receives the same amount- five thousand dollars every month but depending on his behavior, it could be a bit lesser. Over all, the pay was good. How many were jealous of him! How many wished to be in his shoes even for an hour!
He hadn't bought a car yet as he was treating his ailing parents and bills from the high end apartment and other miscellaneous stuff was there. You know, everyone, whether wealthy or needy, has got bills to pay!
But he never forgot to save money. He would buy his family a big house when the time is right.
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(A/n: "So I guess we're all wondering when we'll get to the FL's part. Goodnews then, it's starting now! Let's see how far we can go")
BlackVille District, Private area, Y city.
This area comprises of elites who live in luxury mansions. No random fly is allowed in here. Security is superb so one can even leave doors and windows open. (A/n:" That isn't advisable for anybody")
The mansions here have grades: Elite, Luxurious and Refined. They all have a price range. Elite mansions here costs 850 dollars each, Luxurious which is way better than the former costs 1 million bucks and the final which is the refined mansions cost at most 2 million dollars.
So which mansion are we visiting amongst these three? Do the guessing people.
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Alright, the answer's out. It's the Elite mansions.
There are 5 Elite mansions, 4 Luxurious mansions and 2 Refined mansions. The elite mansions have an alphabet plaque pasted to the gate: A, B, C, D and E. Its same with the other mansions.
So which mansion should we focus on? It's Elite mansion B and the most spacious and beautiful amongst all five mansions. The walls are painted with cyan, lilac and magenta colors. (A/n: "Don't mind me. I'm color blind" )
A big park, a lovely garden, a swimming pool. These could be found around the mansion along with various flowers that emitted a sweet scent that calms ones nerves down; a good place for recovering.
Inside the mansion
At one of the billions of room in the mansion, lay our dear Vanessa on a king-sized bed with her BFF, Evelyn lying beside her. Both were looking at each other smiling. They were communicating through telepathy.
"I can't believe she did that. It's too shocking and amusing at the same time" said Vanessa.
"But that's the least of the stupid decisions she made. Cathlyn married a man who seemed really rich. She abandoned her fiance coz he was 'poor' but in fact, he's a billionaire. It turns out the man she married works as his driver. Seeing this, she tried to seduce her former fiance but she got tossed out by his new fiance who was miles ahead of her whether in intelligence, nobility, elegance and appearance. So she started hating her husband for being a mere driver and decided to latch on to any fat thigh and guess who the fat thigh turned out to be?" Evelyn asked and without waiting for a response she continued her story telling.
"It was her former fiance's cousin and he turned her to the police accusing her of attempted-violation. That's how she landed in a mass security prison after some strings were pulled. Her husband handed her divorce papers which she immediately signed. Till today, she still keeps on hoping that a bigshot would come save her and marry her" Evelyn was finally done with her story and Vanessa applauded.
"Although, you are trash at writing, I still love the story. Mind telling me another one?"Vanessa smiled revealing her set of perfect white teeth but Evelyn sulked and left the room.
"Recall, no matter where you hide in this big mansion, I can still telepath to you" Vanessa currently behaved like an annoying sibling.
"I hate your guts" Evelyn telepathed, not stopping her march to her room.
Vanessa shook her head.
"Well, have a goodnight rest and sweet dreams" Vanessa hugged one of the four pillows and flew to la-la land.
Author's note:
The day has finally ended in our story. Next chapter is the beginning of a new day. So what do you think will happen in next chapter? Fun fact, even I am unsure. I don't have an outline when I write novels that I fall in love with. I allow my characters to possess me to the end. Thanks for reading and supporting this book.. Your amateur author is grateful and will do her best to make your time spent worthwhile. Accept my kisses!
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