บท 11: MEET YOU IN HELL

"Nice sight your ass, now get out of here before I help you do it." Amelia roared, first it was the devil pestering her and now it was this person, could she not have her peace.

"Fine am leaving, bye and thank you for nothing." Silva sneered at Amelia with irritation at her anger before heading out, opening the door like it was not even locked at all or had not been tampered with.

Amelia looked on with shock, if she had not been the one that locked the door with her own hands, she would have maybe thought it was not locked at all.

Grumbling as she got up, Amelia went towards the door to shut it again, but before she could it was pushed open by Mrs Johnson, great, she just could not get a single peace of mind.

"I know you to be ungrateful, but can you just have a single heart for your sister at all, you know she loves Silva yet you keep hogging him for yourself like he is some kind of property." Mrs Johnson lectured angrily not bothering to allow Amelia open the door full at all.

Amelia yawned with tiredness as she continued to force her tired mind to listen to Mrs Johnson ranting, although nothing got it in at all, maybe playing with her computer all day took a toll on her, it was best if she left the Marcus matter till the next day because her mind was already giving in to tiredness.

"AMALIA!!" Mrs Johnson yell resounded, snapping Amelia back into reality and away from her thought of just going to cuddle her bed in peace.

"Were you listening to what I was saying at all?" Mrs Johnson asked with gritted teeth as she glared at Amelia, why could the ungrateful brat not be perfect at all, if not for what happened that day they would not have even bothered adopting a commoner like her, Mrs Johnson thought to herself throwing a look of disgust to Amelia.

"Whether I was listening or not, you have said your piece, so you can leave now, bye." Amelia wore a dismissive smile and slammed the door on Mrs Johnson face before locking it up carefully to ensure that there would not be any distraction any longer from anybody as she needed her rest.

Closing the door, Amelia rested her back against it as she shut her eyes hitting her head against the door gently before opening her eyes again to slowly with a fierce gaze In them.

Amelia was silently contemplating whether or not she should continue her quest to to hack Marcus devices or rest and in the end she decided to rest.

Rest was more important because if anything happens to her then who would get her revenge for her.

Outside the door Mrs Johnson was fuming with the anger of being shut out by Amelia.

"Mother, calm down, you do not know if sister loves Silva too." Marcy comforted Mrs Johnson saying the 'loves' very lowly indicating her unwillingness to accept but her benevolence in giving her sister the man she loved instead of taking him for herself.

Noticing this Mrs Johnson heart basically melted, how much as her daughter suffered over that ungrateful brat.

"Nothing like that would happen, whether she loves him or not, since you have feelings for Silva, I would make it work out for you both, this mother promise to you." Mrs Johnson promised with vigor and enthusiasm to fulfill it no matter what.

"Mother, but sister would she not be hurt, just forget it, sister deserves him more than I do." Marcy said looking at the tiled floor staring at her own reflection in awe at her acting, Marcy thought that she really deserves a pat on her head for all the acting she had been doing and her parents were still clueless about it, well it is their fault for being dumb not hers.

"That is enough, I do not want to hear a word of you calling that ungrateful brat sister, you have given more than enough for her already, I would ensure she does not get this one from you also." Mrs Johnson reassured Marcy, patting her hair lovingly.

"But..." Marcy tried to speak, "No but, I have decided and it is final, you are getting Silva whether Amalia likes it or not." Mrs Johnson said with hatred dripping from her voice when she called out Amalia's name.

Marcy realised a smirk that was unnoticeable, finally Mrs Johnson was on her side and has given her support even if it was only to take Silva at least it was something.

'Just watch and see Amalia, I, Marcy, would take away anything that poses as a source of joy for in this life, I would personally ensure that you live hell on earth, since you refused to die peacefully when I specially arranged your death for you, now you would wish you were dead.' Marcy thought with a sharp gaze escaping Mrs Johnson eyes as she was still absorbed in her own world of pampering.

Meanwhile, Amelia the person that was being plotted against laid happily on her bed hugging her pillow peacefully without knowing what was being installed for her.

IN ANOTHER LOCATION

A dark figure brood seeing the dead bodies that laid on the ground everywhere, their blood had already died the green grass red, the figure dripped with blood as his hands where slouched still trying to grip his swords as he glared at the handsome figure wearing a playful grin at his front.

"You are not going to get a way with this." The man holding the sword yelled angrily.

"Well let's see who is going to stop me." The handsome man chuckled licking his bloody fingers clean.

"Your bones are broken and you are basically useless now, you watched your comrades die, am sure you are in so much pain now, wait let me end it for you." The handsome figure smirked with a murderous glint and in a flash, the man holding the sword slumped to the ground with a hole on his chest and a beating heart in the handsome man hand.

"Tch, pathetic as always." The handsome hissed then walked away throwing the heart somewhere in the midst of the other bodies.

"Well, meet you in hell." the handsome man let out a body curling laughter that could make one traumatized for a lifetime.