"Help! Help! Ella!"
The wails of a woman echo in my ears with a bang, making me twirl in the direction of her voice. The images are so vague that I can't make out anything except the voice."Ella! Please, help!"The voice echoes again, but this time, it goes silent at once, as if it has been cut. I start wandering in the vagueness to the aid of the poor sobbing lady. I don't know where we are. I don't know who she is. I don't know what I need to rescue her from, but I know she is in kind of danger due to her sobs, and she is calling for my help.I don't know if she can see me or not, and since I can't see her, I follow the direction of her voice, taking slow strides, but about three or four steps..."Run, Ella! Run!!!A different voice from somewhere behind me halts my steps, making me almost leap with tension. That, bulky tone belongs to a male. It's labored, like he is also in danger. I spin a half degree, ricocheting my eyes in the vagueness, but to more dismay, I don't see anything either, but I can make some additional different voices in the background.A woman is clamoring for my help on one side, and on the other side, there is a man's voice prodding me to run. Why do I need to run? What should I run away from?Which voice should I adhere to?Amid the baffling incoherent state of contemplation on what to do, a distinct voice from the aforementioned two, followed by showers of loud sounds that almost deafen my ears reverberate in the stillness of things, wrecking everything inside of me."SEE YOU IN HELL!"Everything comes to an impasse!~~~END OF THE DREAM~~~I peel my eyes at the irritation of strong arms wiggling me continually. I am drenched in sweat. My pulse is worryingly brisky, stemming a raced breathing too. I feel like someone who has been running away from a monster for hours.That dream!Those words!In upswing to my rambling state, I encounter with these pair of spooky eyes gawking at me, my shoulders caged to his strong arms. I feel the urge to scream, but I block the hollers at my throat.I snatch myself out of his grip with the speed of a deer that just slipped from the mouth of a ravenous lion. I roll out of my bed to the opposite side, appalling the fuck out of this devil. His gruff cynical gaze on me sends more shivers to the ones I already had from that bewildering dream, amounting to a volcano of atrocity.Perceiving my short night dress and nothingness of undies, I hug my chest tight with my arms, breathing in through the nose and out through the mouth to puff out as much dismay as I can, but everything is rumbled into shambles as the monster augments his taming strides towards me.My fears, pulse, and trembles skyrocket with every single stride he takes towards me. I wish there was a place I can run to hide, but the wall against my back is antagonistic to my hopes and yearns for safety.Those so familiar words echo in my head as the monster towers before me.SEE YOU IN HELL!SEE YOU IN HELL!Those are the exact words he said yesterday before shooting that Martin guy to death. And those sounds from the dream... Is there a connection here?"Please, don't!" I mutter with laboured words as he attempts to touch me, my endeavours to steady my breathing hitting a hard rock.I feel so much more resentment than I ever felt before now. Why? What does this jerk got to do with my mysteries?"Do you, perhaps, want me to remind you who you are to me, slave?" He calmly asks, throwing off his leather jacket on the bed and jerking me roughly off the wall."Please, Ajay...""You had a dream. What was it about?" He roars, gripping my neck but just gently enough to make sure words can strive their way out of my throat."Nothing!"Shit! I regret that cheap lie the second it leaves my mouth.I spasm as my body rails against the mattress, but my destitute forehead wasn't that lucky. It crashes to the edge of the arm of the bed. As if that wasn't lethal enough, it had to into that same spot with a healing wound. I jerk my head up slowly, puffing out a massive sigh of a stifled sob. I don't dare feel the impact with my hand. The red drops of the liquid dripping from the spot and the excruciating pain elucidates everything.In a flicker, I'm dangling in his arms again but this time, I hem my weakness and fears inside my guts. I should as well pee them out and flush them the minute I walk into the bathroom. I have had enough of this jerk!"Why don't you just kill me, you filthy jerk!" I burst out, and for a minute, he ogles me as if mulling over the possible harrowing ways to deliver my plea.I don't blink. I challenge his murderous gaze and dare his demons to do his worst. What's more than this?He lets go of my neck, and we tower in front of each other like two lions ready to tear each other into pieces."You are right, Ella. I should kill you." He speaks, his voice cold but soft to a point that it almost made me tremble.But just almost, because his touch, though gentle, disgusts me to the core.These bloodstained hands of his don't delineating my dismantled face don't merit to touch me. He makes me sick, and I am so sick of him hurting me for no fucking reasons."What's stopping you then, Ajay?" I challenge, enunciating with so much composure and boldness that I didn't know I had, or as if I have a death wish. "Putting a bullet through my head is so easy, right? You do not need me. Why can't you just kill me, you son of a bitch instead of making my life a living hell, huh?"He glues his eyes on me for a moment that feels like a decade, perhaps wondering where I got these hard balls to talk at him like this. His disgustingly demeaning demeanour doesn't intimidate me this minute. Instead, the fire to challenge him is flaming so savagely."Maybe you can help me figure that out, Ella! Killing you is as easy as how I kill everyone who becomes a threat to me, or so I thought. I have a thousand reasons to kill you. I have had good chances to kill you. Then why?" He pulls out his gun and fondles my sore face with it and adds. "Why the fuck can't I bring myself to pull this fucking trigger, huh?" He fumes, his cold breath irritating my face more.I shrug off the notion of a loaded gun exploring my sore face, and ponder on his words.He had a thousand reasons to kill me? What reasons? He had chances to kill me? What chances and why didn't he?And how he heartlessly made me witness how he murdered that Martin idiot yesterday, was he deliberately urging these impetuses that I just had? I haven't had any weird dreams since I woke up here until yesterday after witnessing that scene. The two incidents feel so familiar. What's their connection?Our long sweet and cheered kiss is cut shot by Deep's phone buzzing. We were not intending to stop this beautiful moment any time soon for any reasons, but this might be important. We pull away albeit unwillingly, and I had to bury my face in Deep's chest as he receives the call.Uuu! I can't believe we are savoring peace at last. This sometimes felt inconceivable, but I am glad we finally attained it. Ooh, hail God, and I am sorry. Forgive me for those times when I felt like you had closed all the doors and windows of heaven on me. "Love?" Deep calls, stroking my back, and I jerk my face to him."Mmh?!" I ask."It was a call from the hospital. Hannah is asking for you." He says."Is she okay?" I implore."The doctor didn't say much. She only said that you need to go there right away." Deep says, and that doesn't sit well with me.The day is so young and fairing on well. I hope nothing ruins this or anything else forever. I hope she is okay. And her poor baby too."You two can go! I w
"The police have told us everything, Ella. I, on behalf of everyone else, apologize if we didn't understand your course. We are sorry for every single thing we said about you behind your back." One girl says after a long decade of hugging them in groups.God! How many are they again?"It's alright. There is nothing to apologize for. There was nothing to understand in this place. What matters now is that we are all free." I assure her."And it's all because of you, Ella! We owe you our freedom and our lives as well." Another girl says."No. Listen to me, girls. No one owes me anything. If there is someone we should be grateful to, it is these devoted officers, and these two gentlemen who risked their all to come into this war. Nothing would have been possible without them." I say, but Dan steps forward, Grace in his arms.Have they made up already? I thought she was over the edge with remorse towards him. The way she is snuggling to him, huh! What happened to 'I don't want to hear his
"Ella! Babe, please don't!" Deep pleads on behalf of the police."What now, Ella? You might not be able to quench your thirst for vengeance. Your lover is pleading with you, and the police are ordering you. What will you do?" Ajay speaks, and I cock my head, and flicker a weird grin at him."I will do what is right!" I whimper."And what is right, to you? Be careful what you want, baby. Your conscience and your emotions are so weak. Can you handle the weight of my blood in your hands?" Ajay challenges again."Until your ghost manages to torment me from now on, I don't think I am weak, Ajay. Your death will never torment me." I say."Maybe, but you will end up in prison if you kill me. You heard the authorities, didn't you?" He speaks again."Drop your weapon, Ella, or else...""Or else what?" I bark at the police officer who is acting like the 'high and mighty Mr order'. "You are going to arrest me for killing this monster?" I implore."It's the law!" He asserts."Then to hell with la
It's total chaos on this road. I'm sure this will be on the news tonight. I'm even afraid to check the speed at which he is precipitously driving at. I have howled and pleaded with him a million times to slow down but my pleas and cries are falling on his deaf ears."Fuck it!" He condemns as he slams the phone onto his lap. He has been trying to conceivably call the club but with no response all those times he has tried and that is not only aggravating his wrath but also endangering our lives.I am hugging the poor tiny thing as tight as I can with one hand while I hold on to my seat with the other since the safety belt doesn't seem to work today. I am fretting and convulsing in my seat from the phobia brought about by his savage driving. My heart is throbbing somewhere in my throat and my stomach feels like a bag of ice."Watch out!" I scream, and just by a slight gauzy miracle, he swerved right in time to evade the oncoming lorry. "Could you please slow down for God's sake!?" I scre
"I see you have miraculously survived. How did you manage to manoeuvre my men, huh?" Ajay asks."Did you think you are the only slippery jerk? You think you are the only one with an army of security? Well, good news, I also do have my battalion, and here is some bad news for you - your men are no match at all to my men. They are being butchered like some fucked up incompetent helpless fools that they are." Deep scoffs."You must be joking! My men have the best-high quality guns. I personally train them and you, boy, don't have the skills except that of holding that toy you are holding. Do you even know how to use it?" Ajay mocks back."I would love to do a test for you, but I am not as heartless and insensitive as you, Ajay. It's too much of a chaos here and this isn't the place for this at all. The police are on the way up here. Surrender in peace. This is the end of the road for you, Ajay!" Deep says, and that blew the monster's cool."Police?! How the..." He starts, not believing h
Two hours later!It's been freaking two whole-deadly hours of dread ever since we left that cursed club with Hannah, and about forty minutes of anxiety, panic, and dread of waiting in this lobby. God knows how nervous I am ever since Hannah was taken into that room.Our hospital, the Silvano hospital has always, over the years since its establishment, had a thumbs up in every service we provide. I have no disputes whatsoever that Hannah is in the best safest hands. We have the best doctors, some from the prominent country of Cuba, and I have absolute faith that they will do their best for the survival of both Hannah and her baby. But these forty minutes feel like the forty years of terror that the Israelites spent in captivity. Gosh!"You are so restless. What's the matter?" The monster remarks, holding my hand to stop my pacing.He seems too cool for my liking. He is even more cooler than a raw cucumber. What does he have to worry about anyway? He must be mulling over the best and mo