DADDY’S GIRL (Episode 28)
She tried to move when she felt strong arms around her… She opened her eyes slightly and could see her mother, Amanda in a long white flowing gown standing at the door smiling at her. She closed her eyes and opened them again but Amanda was no longer in sight… She winced slightly as she felt a sharp pain at the back of her head…
“Mummy!!” She whispered and coughed…
“Fiona??? Oh my God!! Fi, it is really you… Oh, God… Thank you, Lord!!” Arnold exclaimed amidst tears…
“Mummy!” She whispered again
“What’s wrong honey? Are you okay?” He asked pulling away and staring into her pale face…
“I saw mummy” She pointed to the door where Amanda stood a minute ago…
“What? But..” He trailed off when the doctor stepped forward…
“Sir please step aside”
“No, but…” He protested not wanting to leave her side
“Sir please” the doctor bent over and checked her heartbeat with his stethoscope. It was beating… Strange!! He could swear several minutes ago it wasn’t beating at all… He shook his head in bewilderment and placed the mask back over her nose and she immediately fell asleep.
“I can’t believe this..” He muttered to himself as he walked out leaving Arnold who sat on the edge of the bed planting numerous kisses on her hands.
“Thank you God for bringing her back to me..I’m never letting you out of my sight Fiona…never”
Alex stood still with his mouth still opened as he stared at the sleeping Fiona… If he never believed in God and in miracles, then today he had become a full believer…
Helena sat up in bed wincing in pain as she adjusted the sling on her arm.
Where’s Arnold? She thought out loud… She had been awake for hours yet he hadn’t come to see her… Sometimes, he was extra nice with her and other times it seemed like he didn’t really care… She sighed… How she missed him!!!..
Suddenly her phone rang…
“Hello dad” she pressed the phone to her ear
“Where are you, Helena? You didn’t come home yesterday… What’s going on?” She could feel the desperation in his voice…
“I’m fine dad… My battery died down and something came up so I had to stay and take care of a friend” she lied
“I know you very well Helena and there’s one thing you never learned how to do… And that’s telling lies… I will be waiting for a better, convincing explanation here at home..” He replied and hung up.
“How do I tell him I was kidnapped?” She wondered and sighed when someone barged into the room…
“Helena get up!! Now!!” The female voice screamed upon entering the room
“Sally? You? What happened? Why is your face swollen?” She questioned
“No time for questions.. Get up we need to leave now. He’s coming!! I saw him!!”
“Me baby!!” A male voice answered… They turned to see a man in a police uniform standing behind them, smirking… He removed the fake mustache over his lips and shoved it into his pocket.
“Smart girl. Guess you are the only one who recognized me… I like that..” He paused and turned to Helena whose face had gone pale “and to you my dear… Did you honestly think I would forget how you fooled me making me think you were over Arnold?…. That was the worst trick you could play on me and you will pay dearly… I swear” he sneered and walked to the hospital bed where she sat and grabbed her other arm…
“Let her go you moron!!” Sally yelled and grabbed a flower vase to hit him but he turned sharply and knocked her to the floor… Turning his attention back to his victim, he gagged her mouth and dragged her to the window where he began pulling out the Louvre blades. He was going to escape with her through the window. When he was done, he brought out a pocket knife to cut the net when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his head… The knife slipped from his hands as he held his head and groaned in pain.
“Not again!” He whispered as the pain surged through his entire body……
For several months, he had been having constant acute pains in his head. At times it would get worse that either his vision would get blurry or he would have difficulty in speaking for some hours.he would sometimes fall into unconsciousness and wake up in a different environment but his will to seek revenge was greater than his will to seek medical care…
Before he could think of what next to do, there was a loud bang on the door as it was being forcefully kicked open……
“Did you honestly think we didn’t notice you? You are not as smart as I thought you were” he heard Arnold say….. He wanted to move and throw the knife at him to kill his miserable self once and for all but strangely enough, his legs weren’t supporting him….it felt like his entire body had been glued to the floor….. He tried to speak but his mouth wouldn’t move… He tried moving his hands and then viola!!!!, his right hand moved….. A smirk played on his lips as he reached behind his jeans for his gun… There were four of them….if there was anyone he was going to kill, then Arnold would probably be the first… As for the two policemen and Arnold’s loyal dog, he would think of that later……
Helena watched him pull out the gun from his back pocket…
“Arnold!!” She tried to get his attention but her screams were muffled due to the cloth he had tied over her mouth… Looking around, she spotted the louver blades he had pulled out of the window. She grabbed it and without a second thought, smashed his head with it as the blades broke into several tiny pieces scattered on the ground…….
“You bastard!!” Arnold screamed when he saw the gun fall from his hands and made for him, hitting him continuously with all his might.
“You are a curse Mark!! A curse!! A black cloud hovering over my life!!! I hope you rot in jail!!” He continued hitting him refusing to see that Mark wasn’t reacting to his punches nor moving…..
“Sir you should stop!! We would take it from here” the policemen pulled Arnold aside who was panting heavily, his eyes red from crying so much….. They handcuffed Mark and proceeded to walk him out but he didn’t move an inch… His legs were rooted to the ground…
“Why isn’t he moving?” Alex asked stepping forward.
“Because this piece of garbage is pretending can’t you see!!!!” Arnold shouted wiping his brow with his hand…
“No Arnold… Look carefully… His eyes are open alright but he isn’t blinking… Look!…..” Alex paused and lifted Mark’s right hand into the air and dropped it… He watched as his hands dropped to his side like a piece of paper…..
“Did you see that?..” He paused and poked Mark’s chest with a finger and they watched in surprise as he fell to the ground without any restrictions, his eyes still wide open…..
“What’s going on? Why is he like this?” Helena spoke up after pulling the cloth away from her mouth…
“I’m going to inform the doctor” Alex walked out
THREE HOURS LATER.
“Tell us, doctor, is he pretending or what?” Arnold rushed to meet the doctor who was approaching them … He sighed…
“Tell me, doctor!!”
“I don’t know how you will take this but ermm well Mr. Mark is brain dead”
They all exchanged glances and turned back to the doctor.
“Well, he’s been having this prolonged severe headaches for quite some time now without seeking proper medical care…”
“Does it have anything to do with the blow I gave him on the head?” Helena cut in
“Sort off. The blow he got on his head only acted as a stepping stone to his present condition…”
“Speak English doctor!! You’re confusing us” Arnold probed in frustration.
He sighed “what I mean is he has been having this brain tumor for quite a long time now and now there’s nothing we can do about it .. To make matters worse, there’s has been a severe hemorrhage in his brain…meaning there has been an internal bleeding in his brains damaging all the cells hereby causing him to be brain dead… More like a living dead… That’s why he wasn’t moving, talking or blinking because all these are controlled by the brain… Every single part of human action is controlled by the brain be it, talking, singing, walking, laughing, eating, etc and in his case, his brain is totally dead… Yes, his heart is still beating but his Brain is dead… If he had sought medical care earlier when he started having those headaches, he would have probably been saved but now I’m afraid nothing can be done”
“You mean to say, his heart is beating perfectly fine but his brain isn’t working?” Alex asked…
“Yes. Literally, he is dead but what makes the difference is that his heart is beating and in such cases, there’s only one option”
“To take him off the life support machine and induce his heart to stop beating so he can die because his condition has no cure… He’s going to remain in a coma for the rest of his life because like I said, the brain that controls a person every move including sleeping and waking up is completely dead so now the decision is yours to make.. Shall we go ahead?”
“I can’t believe this!!” Arnold exclaimed.. Mark might be the cruelest person on earth and he should be happy that he was being punished for all the murders he committed but somehow he felt pained. Probably because no human deserved such death or because he was still his half brother…
“Karma is real Arnold and he’s being paid in his own coin…” Alex stated rolling his eyes, clearly unperturbed.
“Can I see him before you go ahead?” Arnold asked
“Sure… Follow me”
“I really wish you could have repented for all you did before dying mark… I really wish” Arnold whispered as he sat by the bed, watching Mark who had several tubes attached to his body…
“he deserves it. I hope he rots in hell!” Alex spat…
“Alexander, please!!! You should at least forgive him…… Sally, Helena, you too” he turned to the ladies who glanced at each other before nodding.
“We forgive you, Mark”
“Fine… I forgive him” he rolled his eyes…
“Where do I sign?” Arnold asked as the doctor handed him some papers to sign…
After signing, they watched in silence as the doctor injected a substance into Mark. His body jerked for a few seconds and then he went still. He was dead. The doctor switched off the machines and pulled off the tubes from his body before covering his entirely with the bed sheet…..
“It’s over” Arnold whispered
TO BE CONTINUED…..
UNATTAINABLE PERFECTION (Episode 18)
UNATTAINABLE PERFECTION (Episode 18)
It was the next morning,on a Friday when Marcus and Fraser set out towards the location their mother had sent them using the GPS. It was a friday and they were supposed to be getting ready for school instead,they decided to sneak out at six am to go search for the supposed shop where they’ll get the tracker.
It was seven am now,and they still hadn’t arrived. They needed get back and plant the tracker before Alexa wakes up to use the car.
Her lectures started at nine am and she will leave from home probably at eight so they had one hour or less to get the device and return without any glitches
“Oh my God Marc, where have we landed ourselves?!” Fraser whispers moving closer to his brother.
Marcus looks up from his phone and that’s when he realises where they currently were.
They were in a slum now.
So many uncompleted buildings occupied.
As they walked further,the stench of alcohol and smoke hit them so hard like a hurricane.
Oh God, who’ll be smoking and drinking at six am in the morning?
The answer to their thoughts were gotten when they came across five scantily dressed men sitting around a table,alcohol and a stick of cigarette in each hand as they played something that looked like chess.
“Don’t look. Let’s just keep going” Marcus whispers back,grabbing his brothers hand as they quickly and swiftly walk past the group of men.
They heaved a sign of relief when they successfully passed by without being noticed.
But their anxiety only increased when they again came across more men,dangerous looking. This time,they were about ten in number,each had a girl seated on their lap.
From they way their eyes were scrunched close, it was obvious what was happening was more than just sitting down.
Fraser noticed that one of the men had their jeans hanging down his legs while the Lady seated on his laps had her short skirt pulled up as she grinded against him.
He scrunches his nose in disgust. They were all openly having s*x without shame. What was it called?
An orgy. Did those girls have no sense of dignity?
What sort of neighborhood was this?
Taking their distraction as their cue,they slowly slip between them.
One of the men opens his eyes and notices the intruders in his territory but he was way too distracted with the lady squatting in between his legs and doing wonders with her mouth.
He throws his head back,groaning in pleasure,completely forgetting about the boys. Heaving a sigh of relief, they rush away,far from their sight.
“Look! There’s the shop. It’s the only shop in this neighborhood” Fraser points to the only small shop they had come across.
Walking over,they introduce themselves and give the shop keeper Alice’s name. Without asking more questions, he pulls out a tiny box housing the device and hands it to them.
“You have your supply. Now leave” the shop keeper dismisses and they nod scurrying away immediately.
If someone had told me I’ll one day be seated waiting inline to be interviewed for the job of a personal chauffeur to my arc enemy,I swear I would probably have cut their tongue and shove it down their throats. But no.
Fate seems to have something different in store for me.
And that’s why,sadly as early as 6:00am,here I am seated amongst twenty other applicants wearing a suit and tie waiting for my turn to be interviewed. When in fact,I should be asleep in my bed.
For God’s sake it’s only six am!
I’ve been waking up at four am for the past one year and now that I’m a free man,I still wake up.so early?
Ha! Someone shoot me now!
I groan loudly making the guy seated next to me turn to stare at him. I glare at him and he turns away. Good.
I fidget with my fake moustache, feeling eyes on me. I turn.
A lady is staring at me.
I smile flirtatiously and she blushes instantly.
Oh!! Even with my fake mustache, it feels good to know I haven’t lost my charms. I wink at her and she blushes harder..
Okay William, you’re here for an interview not to flirt.
Great. I turn again and relax in my seat as I wait for my turn.
I adjust the extremely suffocating necktie as I wiggle in my seat, my precious soft butt beginning to hurt. I’ve been sitting on this hard chair for close to thirty minutes with this man asking me rather ridiculous questions if you ask me.
I mean,hello! It’s just a chauffer job.
“So Mr. Gordon.” The man begins,another set of questions.
Yep,you heard right. I changed my surname to Gordon but maintained my first name.
“Why do you need this job?” He asks and I almost insult him..
This is the most stupidest question ever. Why do we all need a job?
If not to earn some money.
“Well,Mr Dante, I need this job because first of all because I need to earn a living to support my sick mother and my education as well.
I say truthfully.
“Hmm. There are more than twenty applicants out there. What makes you think I should consider you for this job instead?” He questions and I purse my lips.
“Well..” I drawl out..
That’s such a good question. I need to be smart.
“Firstly, because I need the money which I’ve already mentioned. Secondly, I’m a pretty good driver. For two years, I drove race cars and not to brag or anything but I was pretty good,the best if you’ll say but I had to quit racing cars on my mother’s insistence because during one of my races,my brakes were tampered with and I suffered severe injuries” I explain and I notice a faint smile on his lips..
I guess I’m the only applicant who has raced cars.
“And..” I continue.
“I’m a very good fighter too. Why do I say this? Because I know for a fact that working for a wealthy and powerful family like the Wallace’s is a really big deal with risks involved. Wealthy families can be attacked at any point in time, since it’s part of being wealthy and just in case such occurs, I need to be prepared to protect my bosses”
Approval shines in his eyes at my explanation.
Damn it Will, good job. I pat myself mentally. I think I just landed myself a job.
“That was quite impressive and convincing. You’re just what I’ve been searching for. congratulations Mr Gordon,you just got the job.” He extends his hands for a shake. I shake him as a wide grin spreads on my face.
“Here, sign” he gives me a paper and I go through before signing.
Wow. 350cedis as monthly salary?
Ah,this job is such a good luck..
I sign and hand it back to him.
Damn,that was easy.
After ringing the doorbell more than thrice,the huge gate slides open. Hmm. I see.
I step through and the gate automatically closes on it’s on.
I glance around the large compound which was beautifully decorated with different coloured flower plants at the edges by the way. The perks of being rich.
I take advantage of this to glance at the cars.
I could see a closed garage which I’m sure may be housing two cars at least but I could see four cars on the compound.
A white range rover. A black sedan. A jeep. And a Ferrari.
Wow,cool. I smirk.
“Who are you?” The voice I’ll recognize anywhere asks and I turn, my heart doing stupid double flips. I rub my chest.
It’s been a year since I last saw her,maybe that’s why my heart is beating so.
Yep,it must be it.
“Ugh” I reach into my pocket and retrieve a paper Mr Dante asked me to give my ‘boss’.
Reluctantly, Alexa takes the paper and I swear her soft long delicate fingers graze against my skin as she took it,sent sparks up my body.. I ignore it,yet again.
I wait patiently while she reads it.
“I’m William Gordon. Your new chauffeur. At your service ma’am” I bow courteously.
She nods. She didn’t recognize me.
This is going to be fun.
THE LAST VIRGIN (Episode 13)
THE LAST VIRGIN (Episode 13)
In that very moment, as the full moon stood proudly in the middle of thousands of stars in the dark sky,Valerie was lost.
And Annamarie had taken over.
Finally regaining her memory.
From the very first thing that led to her untimely death to the circumstances that led to her having to be reborn into the human world.
She felt free again.. After being entrapped in that godammed hole where many souls were wandering about,no one saying a word to the other, she was finally free to be back into the human world.
Physically, she was just eighteen but technically, she was several years old save for her first body which had most probably rotten until her bones were left six feet under.
But it didn’t matter. No it f*cking didn’t.
Because right now,she was back in a new fresh body and that’s all that mattered..
Not knowing she’d just killed someone, Valerie jumps off the balcony and lands on both feet with strength she didn’t know she had.
But still very well aware of the fact that she’d gained some powers, her worries were pushed aside.
And again,without noticing Max’s body near her because of her immense rage, she passes by him,walking past the open gates and out onto the streets on bare foot,her hair flowing in all directions.
She had no idea where she was going at 12midnight but her legs seemed to know where to take her because they moved on their own accord.
The only thing that gave her solace was her mission for revenge.
It was to kill or be killed and this time..
Oh this time,she wasn’t going to be the one to get killed. That,she was completely sure of.
And she was gonna make sure of it.
Valerie didn’t know how long she walked but the moment her feet stopped moving,she knew she’d gotten to her destination.
And so,she stood,at the bank of that same lake she’d arrived four weeks back.
And she waited.
Not long after she arrived, she sensed a presence behind her.
Valerie turns to face him.
The man stares at her,gritting his teeth.
“Annamarie” he answers
“Valerie. It’s Valerie Kent now” she corrects him
“Very well. Valerie” Hades nods.
“Thank you. You fulfilled your part of deal” Valerie smiled a little.
‘And you just broke one rule!’ Hades was tempted to shout at her but he didn’t.
He only nodded and remained quiet.
It seems she still hadn’t realised she’d just murdered an Innocent person.
Hades stares at her.
He had clearly told her there were consequences if she broke one rule.
But what he didn’t tell her was that, for each rule that she broke, there was a different consequence allocated.
So if she broke all the three rules, she would have three dire consequences to deal with.
But seeing as she broke one, she was gonna face it,nevertheless.
He shakes his head.
She hadn’t even bothered to ask him what consequences she’d face if she broke a rule. No matter how many times he repeated to her that there were consequences involved, Annamarie never asked him once.
Her hatred, anger and thirst for revenge had blinded her so much that she either forgot to ask him what her punishment will be if she broke a rule or she just didn’t care enough to ask because she was too confident she’ll never let him down.
But alas! Overconfidence was the beginning of a man’s downfall.
And just like he’d told her years ago,second chances or forgiveness wasn’t in his dictionary.
And so, he was gonna punish her just as much. But, her loved ones were gonna pay for it.
That is what you get for making deals with the devil. You take one percent from him,he takes a hundred percent in return.
And by the time Valerie realises she’d broken a rule,it would be too late and he, would do nothing to help because he death with rules.
“Go home Valerie” Lord Hades finally says.
“I shall come to you In due time”
“Okay” Valerie bows and watched him disappear before making her way back home.
At home,Valerie sat at the dinning table ignoring the litter of empty wine bottles,used disposable cups and plates everywhere.
She had gotten home earlier and found everyone who arrived for her party had left save for a few who were being interrogated by the police who’d arrived.
She was hearing someone had fallen from the balcony and died.
But she didn’t who it was.
Maybe she’d find out when the police came to interrogate her because she knew they’d come.
It happened in her parents home after all.
Kayla was no where to be seen,neither was Max. But that was the least of her worries.
Max might have run after seeing her transforming.
Her worry was how to find those four bastard and make them pay.
“Valerie!” The loud voice causes her to jerk. She turns to find her father staring at her angrily
“I’ve been asking you a question for the past minute. Where the hell were you all this while?”
“Not now dad. I need to sleep. Been a long day” she sighs
“Yea I’m sure it’s been one hell of a long day considering someone died in my house and on top of that, you’d suddenly gone MIA and no one knew where you were!” Patrick yells
“Dad let’s talk tomorrow please”
“I’ll talk to you when I damn well please young woman. This is my house! And now it has become a crime scene. Now tell me where you run off to!”
“Answer me young woman!”
Valerie clenches her fists. Patrick was still screaming at her and it was riling her up.
She was getting mad. She wanted to rip his head off so he could shut up!.
At that moment,the consequence of her breaking the first rule was happening. Yet she had no idea. She was getting thirsty.
Thirst for blood. For Patrick’s blood. Her eyes rests on his neck,seeing the veins popping out as he continues to scream at her for being irresponsible and shit.
Valerie wondered what it’ll feel like to drink blood from his neck.
Would his blood taste delicious?
Was it thick?
Unknowingly, she gets up walking towards him till she was in front of him.
She grips his neck and lifts him up as easily as you would lift a book without warning.
“Shut the f*ck up for once will ya?” She sneers at him
Patrick gasps as his legs were now dangling in the air.
“Hmm” Valerie sniffs his neck.
His blood smelt delicious alright.
As if on cue,Valerie’s two front teeth began to shift and crack as it started growing into fangs just like ones of a vampire.
Her front teeth continues to elongate until they touched her lower lips and it stops.
At that moment,the price where Valerie’s loved ones had to pay for her breaking the rule was at work.
Without thinking, she sinks her fangs into Patrick’s neck and begins to draw out blood from his veins, drinking.
Kayla who’d just been interrogated by the police makes her way inside the house to look for her friend one more time.
She walks through the living room and then branches into the kitchen.
Maybe her friend was hiding somewhere crying after realising her boyfriend had died on her birthday..
Oh how was she going to comfort her? She thinks.
Nearing the dining table, Kayla stops in her tracks,staggering back at the sight before her.
Hanging with legs dangling in the air was Patrick and her best friends face was buried in his neck.
OK now WTF?!
“Valerie?” Kayla calls out.
Valerie turns and that’s when she saw it.
Red thick blood was dripping from both sides of Valerie’s mouth and…. her teeth….
Jesus! Her front teeth was elongated like a vampire and coated with blood.
Was she… Was she drinking her father’s blood?
“Arghhhhh!!!!!” Kayla screams and turns on her heels running as fast as her legs could carry her.
Valerie growls loudly before dropping Patrick to the floor. He falls with a thud.
Valerie begins to chase after Kayla.
THE LAST VIRGIN (Episode 12)
THE LAST VIRGIN (Episode 12)
As early as six am, Eugene was already up,his hands tucked behind his head for support as he stared at the ceiling,his mind deep in thoughts.
Eugene sighs, having enough of the brain Battle,he lifts himself off the bed and makes his way to the adjoining smaller room where the old woman occupied..
Stopping In front of her door,he knocks twice.
“Eugene?” Her frail voice calls out.
“Yes” he confirms
Eugene pushes the door back as he steps in side and takes a seat on the mattress near her.
She stares at him.
He puffs out breath
“Umm. I just wanted to ask a few questions” he scratches his head.
The old woman nods giving him the go ahead.
“Umm. Where are my parents?”
The old woman sighs.
“They died years ago, when you were just a boy. I’ve been taking care of you since”
“Oh” his face falls.
“And did anything happen for me to lose my memory? Why can’t I remember anything?”
“I’ve been waiting for you to ask me this for so long”
“Well?” He probes further
“You were involved in an accident. We almost thought you weren’t going to survive but alas..” Her eyes light up.
Eugene scrunches his eyebrows.
“Yes. Your best friends and I”
Best friends? He wondered.
If he had best friends then why hadn’t they come to see him till now.
It’s been a month already right?
F*ck! This was hella confusing.
No matter how much his grandma had been trying to explain things to him each day for the past month, his brain was still having a hard time getting a hang of everything.
It was like his brain was desperately trying to refuse everything.
He sighs, rubbing his face.
He could feel a headache coming just thinking of this.
Ah! He groans.
“I’ll go take my bath” he lies scurrying out of the room immediately.
He needed to be alone.
Kayla squeals behimd me,ranting on and on about God knows what as I grumble under my beeath in annoyance padding back towards the kitchen to pour myself another glass of milk.
“Ahhh! I’m so excited” Kayla squeals again.
Oh God! This girl could scream for Africa.
I turn to face her,with another glass of milk In my hand.
“Shhh,keep it down will you? Mother is asleep upstairs”
“Oops.. Sorry” she bit her lip and remained quiet, but only for a few seconds until she squeals again, grabs my hand and pulls me upstairs towards my room.
I quickly tighten my grip on my glass as I stumble behind her.
I scowl at her but she was too excited to notice.
I let out a sigh, rubbing my temple.
“You know..” I glance at Kayla as she busily rummages through my bag,pulls out a notebook and pen and begins to scribble.
“Any outsider would think it’s your birthday and not mine” I finish,gulping my milk.
“Hmmm” she replies absentmindedly still scribbling.
From the way she’s numbering stuff,I’m guessing she’s making a list of things we’re going to do today.
Leaving her to her work,I lean back against the wall,my mind drifting to Mr stranger again.
I sigh.. When will I see him again?.
“Hey!” Kayla’s voice pulls me out of my reverie.
I glance down at her petite form.
“What’s got your mind occupied?”.
“Nothing. So what are you doing?” I move to sit near her,trying to Change the topic..
She stares at me suspiciously for a moment before breaking into a smile, obviously pushing any suspicious thoughts to the back of her head.
I stare at my reflection in the mirror for a moment before picking up a red lipstick and applying.
I smack my lips together to evenly spread the lipstick after which I tie my hair into a ponytail..
Done,I take a step back to overlook my appearance, smoothing my palm over the soft silk of my off shoulder white dress that hugged my body more than I would like.
I let out a sigh, biting my lip.
It doesn’t really feel it’s my birthday. At all.
A sudden knock on the door interrupts my thoughts
“Hey,you ready?” The door opens as my father steps in.
“Yes but dad don’t you think..”
“Not a word Valerie” he cuts ne off
“The party is already starting downstairs. So not a word. I know you’re worried about celebrating your birthday because of your mothers condition but trust me,if she could speak, she’d tell you to go have fun. You turn eighteen only once in a life time child,so go. I’ll be upstairs with your mom. Just go have fun,your friends are waiting”
I fidget with my fingers.
How do I tell him I’m more worried about what might go wrong tonight than my mother’s condition?..
It sounds selfish I know,but I can’t help this nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach.
It’s like I don’t want this party to happen in the first place.
“Hey” father nudges me.
“It’s Almost 8pm,you should get going”
“Yes. Right” I mumble
“And happy birthday love”
I smile “thanks dad”
“Now go.” He turns towards the door,walking out.
“Here goes nothing” I take in a deep breath before following him out,the loud buzzing music filling my ears already…
“Hey!!!!” I grab another glass of whisky which Kayla had successfully snuck in and gulp it all down.
The drink burns my throat as it makes it way towards my stomach.
I scrunch my face and shake my head.
Damn! This stuff is strong but it works perfectly when it comes to taking away ones problems..
I feel light headed,dizzy but good.
I feel like I can even fly.
I giggle at my thoughts.
I feel hands wrap around my waist.
“Hey beautiful” a husky voice says behind me.
“Dance with me” he adds and I giggle again..
Oh dear,I must be getting drunk.
“My pleasure” I reply as we begin to dance much too close for comfort but I do not mind..
Not at all.
I grab more whisky downing it,ignoring the burning sensation in my throat..
I do not know why but I’m beginning to feel more alive by the second..
I don’t even know what the time is.
But as long as people are dancing, kissing and grinding in each corner, I’m sure this party is gonna last till mama calls..
I turn to go and find my next dance partner when someone grips me and pulls me away from the party.
Ah,so much for having fun.
I whine as I’m being pulled till we reach the balcony attached to my bedroom..
“Hey!” I whine turning to face my captor only to come face to face with Max.
I scowl at him.
“Happy birthday love” he moves in to kiss me but I pull away..
How dare he ignore me for a month and then suddenly appear here to kiss me.
The cheek of it.
“F*ck off!” I stagger backwards.
He sighs pathetically
“I’m sorry love. I know I…”
“Oh cut the crap Max! You don’t get to come here all of a sudden…” I trail off…
“Baby… I..” Max’s words were lost into oblivion as I stagger backwards, a familiar emotion I haven’t felt in almost four weeks surging through me again.
Oh no. Not again. No no no.
I clench my fists. My head is beginning to ache.
The world is spinning.
Max stops talking when he realises Valerie was acting strange. He takes a step towards her but she steps back, holding up her hands
“D..don’t come.. Near.. Go..” She stammers, holding her neck groaning.
“I said go! Run! Get out of here!”she screams, sinking to floor and letting her hands fall to her sides.
That was when he realised it.
From where her hands was covering was the crescent shape underneath her ear he’d always thought was a tattoo.
He watches as the half moon shape begins to reconstruct itself on her skin,bit by bit,little by little
Max watches in horror as the half moon shape suddenly turns into a full moon shape.
The moon shape begins to glow on her skin.
“Run! Go!” He hears Valerie scream as she tries to control whatever was taking over her body but he was too shocked, too dumbstruck at what his eyes were seeing that he couldn’t move an inch.
An invisible wind suddenly blew,sending Valerie’s hair which was tied into a ponytail flying in all directions.
The ribbon holding her hair in place suddenly tore,her hair falling around her shoulders.
She opens her eyes.
Max let’s out a scream at the sight of her eyes.
They were changing color.
And.. And so was her hair..
Her hair was turning bright red.
He tries to move,but it was too late.
“V.. Va..Valerie” he whispers.
Valerie gets up from where she was kneeling and faces him.
Her palm were igniting with fire.
“Valerie what is…”
Valerie could no longer control the force overtaking her body..
Annamarie’s anger towards her death years ago had reignited.
And the sweet Valerie had vanished.
And right now,any man was her enemy.
And the guy before her was her enemy.
She was back. Annamarie’ was finally back.
Back after fifty godamn years for revenge.
She wasn’t Valerie Kent.
She was Annamarie. And she was back,for good.
Her eyes blazes with hatred.. Her anger causes her to flip her hair.
The force sending Max flying off his feet.
She flips her again,unable to control herself and Max was once again thrown against the walk..
Except there was no wall on the balcony.
Max trips from the edge of the balcony and slips.
Max lands from the three storey building to the floor.
His head hitting the floor first.
He was dead even before he fell.
His neck was twisted at an odd angle,eyes wide open void of any life.
Lord Hades jumps off his seat,the ground shaking with his terror.
Annamarie had just killed someone..
One rule had been broken.