I was consumed with thoughts of my father's passing when I abruptly heard Ethan's Father.
As soon as I caught sight of Mr. Jakes, Ethan's father, my heart raced. It was clear how shocked and surprised Ethan was as his eyes widened.
"What are you doing here?" Ethan's voice trembled, a mixture of uncertainty and perplexity.
Mr. Jakes looked his kid in the eye, his face cold. "I came to complete what I began,"
Ethan spoke with a mix of doubt and urgency in his words.
"You killed Elah's father, did you?"
With a menacing glimmer in his eyes, Mr. Jakes grinned.
"The father of your beloved Elah was at a loose end. Just like your own father, he knew too much."
I was stuck in place as I crouched down in the vehicle, the revelation coming over me like a tsunami. My father was shot by his father, not Ethan.
While speaking, Ethan's voice quivered and was tinged with rage and uncertainty.
"Why did you kill him, though?"
Mr. Jakes raised the pistol and stared emotionlessly into Ethan's eyes. He was frail and a danger to my plans.
"Exactly as you have, Ethan."
I was suddenly drawn to a movement. The gun was taken from Ethan by his bodyguard, and his loyalty was obviously failing. Thomas suddenly appeared from the opposite side of the bush, his arrival like a chilly wind blast.
I was relieved to see Thomas because I thought he would be able to assist us get out of this crazy circumstance. But as he moved nearer, a diabolical enjoyment could be seen on his face.
Ethan begged, his voice breaking and his tone tinged with desperation.
"Thomas, help me! Please."
Thomas' chuckle was icy and contemptuous.
"I've been looking forward to this day, Ethan. The day when I would own everything you have. even Elah, the money and the power."
Ethan's eyes were wide with astonishment and bewilderment as his face became pale.
"What the heck are you talking about?"
Thomas grinned as he fixed his gaze on Ethan's.
"My real father is Mr. Jakes, Ethan. And together, we're going to strip you of everything."
As their chat progressed, my world began to spin as a result of the discovery's shock.
My mind raced as I tried to comprehend how many falsehoods and deceptions had been weaved around me.
I was in the car, a mute observer of the escalating pandemonium, as the tenseness increased. The sound of gunshots breaking the night's silence seemed like thunder to my ears.
As I became aware that violence was exploding all around me, my pulse raced and my breathing became heavy.
There is then a pause. There was a dreadful hush that pervades everything. As I carefully got out of the car, my pulse was racing as I saw the tableau of devastation and treachery in front of me.
Blood covered Ethan's clothing, and his bodyguards were sprawled on the ground beside him. Thomas and Mr. Jakes were gone, leaving a terrifying emptiness in their wake.
I gasped for air as I stared at Ethan's dead body. A victim of the same web of deception he had woven, the man who had previously been in control of me, who had been both my captor and a part of my existence, was now dead.
I realized that the truth had finally come to light as my heart began to rush and tears started to form in my eyes. But the future's course was now more hazy than ever.
My chest was thumping as I hurried to my father's side and knee down next to him. He was gone, and there was nothing I could do to bring him back. That was the cold, hard fact. I started crying, and the quiet night echoed with my tears.
"Dad..." In between tears, I gasped out, my voice cracking with sorrow.
I started to get determined as I sobbed because of a fire inside of me that wouldn't go out. Everything had been snatched from me by Mr. Jakes and Thomas, including my father, my feeling of security, and my faith in humanity. However, I was certain they wouldn't get away with it.
I stared at Ethan's lifeless body with my eyes watering from crying. His life was on the line as he lay there, breathing shallowly.
The exact person who contributed to my father's passing and was responsible for this tragedy for our family was now laying powerless in front of me.
I said to myself, "I need you," with the words bearing the weight of an unpleasant reality.
"I need you to discover the secrets he's been keeping, to find out why he wanted my father dead."
I was aware that depending on the man who had caused me so much agony for assistance was a cruel irony. But the fact was that I had no other choices.
The only action that seemed to have the potential to bring about some sort of justice and to make them answer for the suffering they had caused my family was revenge.
As I became aware of the gravity of the choice I was making, my heart began to hurt. Ethan's involvement was risky; it had the potential to both benefit me and hurt me severely. I needed information, retribution, and a way to guarantee my brother's continuous care, but I was in a precarious situation.
I turned to face Ethan with a sad heart, his motionless figure serving as a stark reminder of how complicated the circumstances were.
I mustered all my courage and managed to take him to the neighborhood hospital, where he would presumably be kept out of Mr. Jake's reach.
A pit developed in my gut as I watched the medical staff move him into the emergency department. My heart was pierced by the news that his prospects of life were bleak and that he had fallen into a coma.
The one guy I needed to help me uncover the truth and exact revenge was in danger of passing away.
My heart was heavy with grief and anxiety as I stood in the hospital hallway, and I became aware that my vengeance strategy was falling apart even before it had a chance to take form.
The path ahead was dangerous, and I was forced to face the agonizing possibility that the solutions I was looking for could always be just out of reach.
A few years backI walked into the Academic advisor's office and clenched my fingers together as I walked slowly towards his desk. A feeling of fear and worry wrapped around my face as I tried to compose myself. Seated with both legs on the table, a large newspaper covering his face was the dramatic Academic advisor. As much as I tried to avoid meeting him in a private place, I just couldn't ignore his meeting this time around.Stood in front of him as I came to a stop."You asked to see me, sir,"Quickly flapped the papers he was holding, and gave an outrageous look. Bent his face slightly trying to get a clearer look without his glasses. "Miss Anderson." He sounded as official and polite as he could ever be. "Have a seat." He said stretching his hand to the seat in front of me. Dropping the papers he held and leaning forward on his chair.He snorted, "Is there anything you'd like to talk to me about?" I was confused, "I don't understand."He stared at me abruptly. "Your grades ar
"Dad!" I stood trying to compose myself. "How long have you been standing here?"He looked pale and full of sorrow. With each passing day gradually drew life and hope away from him. Looking at how he gets to fight each day, struggling to stay alive for me and my brother, gives me determination to keep pushing. "I was contacted by your advisor." He said trying to maintain steady eye contact as if there was something he was looking forward to hearing from me. My heart froze. "Why would he…" immediately I noticed the change in his countenance, I knew I had failed him. I knelt immediately. "I'm sorry, Dad. I was only worried about David. But I'm promising to…." He suddenly placed his hands on my shoulders, inflicting shock on me."What are you talking about Elah?" Immediately, I stood up, looking like I had seen a ghost. "You said my academic advisor contacted you?""Yes. He did." He said and sat down on the floor of the basketball court. "And what did he say?" "Is there somethin
"Oh, Mitchell!" Quickly dropped my hand, trying to act normal."You were going to hit me right?" "Not at all.""I was only joking." She said and a little smile played around her cheek."Everyone's gone, why are you still in class?" "Nothing. I just want to do something reading before I leave." "Elah, I know it's them." She pointed to the guys outside and I sighed. "Come, I'll drop you off." I looked at her with surprise, I couldn't have asked for more. I hurriedly threw my books into my small bag and followed her. "My driver is outside the class, I'll have him come into the school so he can walk us to the car. At least, that way they wouldn't dare to come close to you."I shook my head in appreciation as we walked majestically to where her car was parked. The boys gave me an angry look but all that mattered to me was the freedom I got. We got to her car and I hopped in. Words couldn't describe how comfortable and expensive the car was. Mitchell is from a wealthy family, she is th
"Is everything okay?" I asked with anxiety in my voice.She sighed but didn't say a word. I pushed the door open and stepped out. As much as I wanted to know what the issue was, I didn't want to miss my appointment at the bar. I walked into the Celab bar, which operated as a restaurant during the day but at night, runs a bar session. "Good day ma'am," I said to the lady at the bar counter. She looked at me and then continued arranging the bottles and cleaning the cups. "I'm sorry but, I have an appointment with your manager." She turned and faced me, looking as if I said something out of point."Can't you see I'm busy, go ask another person.""But you work here and you can as well tell me where to find him.""Is anything wrong with your ears? I said, go ask another person. Leave!""Okay, okay, sorry." Just when I was about to approach another bartender, she called out to me and said,"That's him over there." She pointed in a direction. "Thank you.""Good day sir, I'm Elah Anderson
Suddenly, David began to throw up blood from his mouth.I ran to him, I could feel the weakness in his eyes, tears running down my cheeks as I saw him struggle for his life. A cry for help which I couldn't give. My hands were covered in blood, I didn't know what to do at that time."Doctor!" I screamed at the top of my voice. "Doctor, somebody help!" Immediately a nurse ran into the ward and ran out. Then a doctor rushed in with her and he was wheeled away. Seated in the corner of the room, my knees tight to my chest, and tears were far from my eyes. I knew the doctors would ask for more money but we've got nothing, not even a single dime.About a few minutes later, a nurse walked up to me,"Excuse me, Miss, the doctor wants to see you." I sluggishly pushed myself up, in the hollow of my pain and sympathy for Dave, I struggled to find my way to the doctor's office, finding comfort in the pool of my pains."You may have your seat." He saidI sat down, tightly clenched my bloody hands
I sat in my room, thinking on how I would get the money needed for David's treatment. The weight of responsibility and the heaviness of debt, I felt like fainting. "Should I talk to Mitchell about it?" I thought but I didn't want to lose being friends with her. "What if she feels I only want her because of her Money? No, I won't." But then, remembering David's condition pushed me into making the decision to talk to Mitchell."I will talk to her about it. I will do whatever it is she wants if she demands it." I made up my mind and I didn't consider any other option as Mitchell was like my only hope at that time. I sat up late, waiting for my Dad as it kept raining cats and dogs. I was really worried because he had no friends, or relatives he could go to that night. With his present state, I had no choice but to go into the rain to look for him. I picked up the little umbrella we had, David's fifth year birthday present from my Dad and dashed into the heavy rain.I had only walked
The whole bar was turned into a beautiful, and perfectly decorated place, one would barely believe it was a bar. "For sure Ethan Stone should be a very wealthy man." I whispered before I was dragged into the kitchen by Sarah."What are you doing?""What do you mean?" I was perplexed"You should have your best dress on because the party will be starting soon.""Have you forgotten we're staff here?""Yeah, but we can party while we attend to the guests too.""No, no. I don't want to get into trouble." I shook my head and was about to leave when Sarah pulled me back."It's for your own good. If you really want to save your brother, you should get dressed." Her expression was bleak. "What does she mean?" I was thrown into confusion but still could not figure out what she meant.Missing out on any opportunity was the last thing I wanted at that time. If Sarah was asking that I put on something nice, then I should. I got out of the bar, it was almost dark. Guests were trooping in. I need
Even though the celebration was done, the night had just started. I couldn't escape the bad sensation that had settled on me as I made my way home through the streets that were weakly illuminated. I was determined to keep the recollection of Ethan's startling advances a secret because it was still fresh in my mind. I was conscious that exposing such a thing may have significant implications, especially from the ears of the other work colleague and my employer. I could hear rapid footsteps behind me just as I went down the road. My colorful and noisy bar friend Sarah was coming up to me as I turned around. Her eyes were sparkling with eagerness, and her cheeks were flushed."Hey Elah, why the rush? You didn't even wait for the after party." She said panting and smiling."You won't believe the night I had, Elah." Sarah replied with delight in her voice.I offered her a feeble grind as my own night had been an emotional rollercoaster. "Tell me everything about it."As Sarah grabbed