Farming or plotting

Two years later,

The gate buzzed open as she walked out,

“Motherfuckers,no single decency in their bones”she pulled her face cap lower to cover her face, dressed in a baggy faded jeans,big stripped long sleeved shirt,she walked down the road,

 looking at a card an inmate had given to her last week,this better be helpful,a vegetable farm,well half bread is better than none ,she stopped by the highway waiting to see if the universe might be merciful enough for her to hitch a ride into the countryside.

       She heard the sound of engine,she looked from under her cap,as she sized the woman riding a truck humming a tune she seemed totally at peace.

“Where to young lady”the woman asked,she handed the card over to the woman,her face bloomed into a pleasant smile.

“Nice to meet you,scar right,weird name though,I'm Aria by the way,hop on let's ride on”

Scar climbed into the truck, watching how they passed by buildings,scar stared enjoying the view and fresh breeze caressing her skin,she's missed this.

      Scar eyes widened twice it size in shock remembering what the inmate told her.

“It's just a vegetable farm, Aria is nice, she'll accept you just give her this card”

But this sight before her is not just a vegetable farm spanning large hectares,the truck drove to a halt.she pushed the door open stepping out.

“Well girl you look hungry,let's go feed you”Aria ever cheerful voice called out.

Scar turned and followed her,her eyes cast down her face barely visible,workers greeted as they walked past,they stopped at a restaurant,scar sat opposite Aria.

“So why don't you show me your face, you've been covering your face since we met”

Aria said cheerfully,a waiter came over to take their order,scar removed her cap tying her hair in a ponytail to reveal her face,her cold eyes locked at Ariawarm eyes,the waiter gasped in shock, Aria's smiling face slowly transformed to shock.

“Bring my usual two plate”she ordered the waiter who hurried off not wanting to spend another moment with someone who looks like the undead,why would someone's eyes be that cold.

 Scar scoffed and leaned backwards,her smile resembling a crocodile baring it's teeth,the waiter returned with the order,scar dug in without hesitation eating like someone starved for years, Aria watched her while they ate,soon her plate was empty,she signalled the waiter for another plate.

   They were done eating,”so where do you stay,like before going to prison” Aria asked with the gentlest of voice.

“I have no home”scar answered coldly.

“Your parents?

“Dead,I have no parents”she answered in the same monotone emotionless tone. Aria studied her carefully her eyes running over the scar running from her cheek to her ear,and a scar cutting her right eyebrow.scar noticed her gaze,she bared her teeth again, because that cannot be classified as a smile.

“Don't worry I scarred more people,that's were I got the name,I give people scars they live with for life,what use is a business if I don't advertise my own business,so these are my artworks”then she laughed it was dry and bitter.

Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me”

Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full”

“I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind”

    

“Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blinding her senses.

 “It's just a dream,wake up ,it's a dream”she heard the voice anchoring her to reality,she gasped waking up she sat up immediately drenched in sweat.

“Sweetheart it's just a dream” she opened her eyes to mama Rita rubbing her back to soothe her,she was enveloped in a warm hug,scar slowly softened to the warmth of the hug,but it wasn't a dream it was real.shes been to hell and back.

   Scar knelt beside the nursery bed as she slowly uprooted them for transplanting,she felt at peace just working.

”scar” a voice cut her attention,she adjusted her hat turning to who called her.

“Jeez” the lady gasped.”it's break time”

Scar nodded as she continued working.

She walked towards the cafeteria,as she picked a plate and joined the line around her conversation swirled around effortlessly,she's patient and she knows it's a virtue that will pay off.

 A hospital room comes in view a man sat up as slow beeping sound could be heard,he's staring at pictures of scar working in the farm.

“Seriously,scar is working on a farm”he laughed,his side stood behind him.

“Yes sir just as you see in the photos,she's actually a very delligent worker,all her colleagues talk good of her”

He scoffed”she might fool others but she'll never fool me,keep an eye on her she's planning something big, seriously a farmer of every job,who knew a day like this would come”he chuckled.

”what exactly is she farming, obviously she's farming a big revenge plan"