Dakar opened his eyes slowly as the sun rays blocked his full vision. He sat up on the sand and looked around him. Everything was still, just like it used to be. The ocean waves roared towards the shore as usual, the sand was white and smooth with only his footsteps on it. His arrow basket and bow were afar off and he wondered why it was only his that was there. He also noticed too well that her footsteps were gone, alongside that of the men from the ship. He got up and wiped off the sand from his arms and back. How long had he passed out that everything looked so different already? Had he been lying there for days?
He walked back, tracing his footsteps to his arrows and bow. Truly, it was just his. But Avril's arrows and bow were also there. She had dropped them when he got shot.
Wait, he got shot? Why wasn't he feeling any pain?
He touched his chest and it was as smooth and soft like that of a new born baby. Where was the woun
“Prince Dakar is back”Those were the words on every lips throughout the whole day. Everyone claimed a different story of what really happened. Some said he fell from the sky during the night storm. Others said he came before the storm decided to announce his arrival. The worst story was, he fell as rain and formed back into human form. The truest of the stories was that Prince Dakar was found during the terrible night storm. Some men heard loud rumblings close to the borders of the kingdom. They alerted the guards on duty and they went there, thinking some Intruders had found a way into their kingdom. They flashed their lights all around and found nothing. As they were about to go back, one of them noticed a body lying on the floor, totally drenched by the rain. He flashed his light against the body and found out it was their long lost prince.***Avril watched as Betty made meatballs for dinner. She did not join in the cooking b
“I rather fight than let you treat me like a piece of trash!” Avril yelled and punched his tummy, then hit her forehead on his nose and kicked him. He staggered back and she began to pull the doorknob, trying to open the door.“Don't bother. It won't open until tomorrow morning,” Freddie stated calmly. He moved to the mirror and looked at his nose. He wasn't having a nosebleed but he had a small cut. Avril turned around and glared at him.He smirked at her through the mirror and began to clean off the little blood on his cut.“I liked you, Freddie. I thought you were not going to hurt me,” she said and he chuckled.“You liked me? Why is that in the past tense?” he asked and looked back at her by turning his neck only.“Don't make me spill a thousand and one reasons why I want to put an arrow through you,” she threatened and Freddie's mouth fell open. He turned fully to
Alejandro took a different turn from the hallway Freddie and Avril came in through. He and his friends had a different entrance to their hideout that did not go through the club. Avril put so much space between them as they walked, she didn't even want to follow him at all. But she couldn't stand with Freddie, she could not escape and she could not fight the man and disappear. Alejandro noticed how far behind she was, so he stopped walking and looked back at her. She shuddered and almost stepped on her feet when she saw his face. She stopped walking and stood still.He peered straightly at her for long seconds, then groaned deeply and continued walking. It was as if Avril's heart totally stopped working. His eyes took the life out of her and she couldn't move. He was getting farther away and she was still standing. Could she escape from him? But where would she hide? If she ran back the way they came, and entered the other hallway to the club, would he notice?&n
Alejandro was a calm man. He was so cool and was always quiet compared to the other men in the Mexican Mafia. But the coolest was often the deadliest. He doesn't give orders twice. Once he had said something, he would not repeat it. And if it was not carried out, the consequences were rash.What he told those men was simply to take Avril to his room. He did not ask them to hurt her even if she tried to escape. It was a simple instruction, and they failed to carry it out. He located the men easily. They were standing in the lower living room, talking with other me. When they all saw Alejandro approaching with that familiar dark face of his, and a gun, they knew trouble was looming. They just didn't know who made him angry this time.“Both of you, on the floor,” he ordered while moving his gun from the first man to the other.“Boss,” one of them called pleadingly.“On—the—floor,” he g
Avril woke up very late and alone in Alejandro's large bed. Her whole body ached and she could hardly lift herself to sit up. Her hair was a mess. It was all over her face and was as scattered as a rice field that was hit by a storm. The bed was not any better. It was like lightening struck it and turned it upside down.After minutes of just lying there and looking up into the ceiling, she gathered strength and sat up. She rested her back on the bed frame and touched her forehead that was blazing hot. Her head even ached badly. The events of the previous night replayed in her mind and made her cringe.“I won't think about it. I won't think about it,” she whispered to herself. She looked around the room and saw her clothes on the floor. It was then she remembered her charm bracelet. She had forgotten about it the previous day.Slowly and gently, she placed her legs on the floor and wrapped the blanket on her naked body. A step she
After about twenty minutes in the hot soapy water, Avril finally washed and drained the tub. She let in fresh water and rinsed herself before stepping out. Blood began to flow freely through her veins again, and the aches reduced. She walked to the towel rack and pulled out a large towel which she used to wrap her body. She looked at the wet blanket on the floor and did not know what to do with it. She had pulled it out after Alejandro left the bathroom and left it on the floor there. However, in order to look neat, she folded the wet fabric and dumped it in the tub.Her hair was still very wet and dripping water all over her face and body. She looked around and fortunately saw a blow drier. She had never used it before but decided to try her luck. She actually used it well and got her hair damp instead of totally wet. She was in a hurry to meet her friends so she stopped blow drying and left the bathroom. When she entered the room, she saw Alejandro loadi
The girls froze as Alejandro walked towards them. It was wrong to speak of the brotherhood when someone related to them was close. And now, it was the leader who was in the room.“Why are you looking at me? Do I have blood on my hands?” he asked while standing in the middle of the room.“No, sir. We just...weren't expecting you,” Chidi answered.“Not expecting me in my own room. Cool,” he mused and walked to them. He stretched his hand towards Avril and she looked up at him questioningly. Chidi nudged her with her elbow and Avril frowned at her.“Take it,” Nana whispered.“Why?” Avril asked with a stubborn tone.“Just take it,” Nana said and Avril looked at Chidi. Chidi nodded so Avril sighed and took Alejandro's hand. He pulled her up and walked backwards a little, putting space between them and the girls.“What is it?” she asked w
She went through the hallway and arrived at his personal living room. She thought to hide there, between the cushion chairs but he'd find her. So, she went to the elevator and went down to the last floor. As she stepped out, she did not meet anybody. It was like they had all gone out for something, so the house was super quiet. Avril used this as an opportunity to move out without interrogation. She went to the garden and sat on a bench, behind a tall maze.“I wonder what Dakar is doing right now? It's been almost two weeks without me,” she thought aloud. The garden was cool compared to the rest of the environment. Avril knew it had to do with the plants and trees. They were the ones that produced the oxygen in the garden.As she sat there, just looking at the trees and flowers, she decided to go see Nana whose home was closest to Alejandro's mansion. She looked around again and sneaked out again. She walked until she reached the road th