(Forbidden love 💔💘)
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✍️Sha Ron ✍️
The voice brought us to a halt .
I looked towards the direction I heard my name to see Cleo moving towards us.
“Mmm… Brianna, interesting!” Frank laughed at me, I wasn’t ready to tell him my name and he should be happy he heard it from another source.
I wasn’t happy about the fact that Cleo intruded at this moment to stop the little fun I was having and there by bringing me back to my mystery.
“I was going to tell you anyways” I mumbled as he came to stand before me.
“I know, your name is….. beautiful,but hope you don’t mind if I call you Anna, when next we meet?” He raised a brow .
I felt happy he talked about next time and I look forward to seeing him everyday, if possible.
Would that be possible?…
Brianna get a hold at yourself, it’s not like he lives in this beach!
“Alright, Frank” I smiled at him.
“Nice to meet you, Anna!” He said and climbed his horse, he waved at me before he picked the reins.
I waved, smiled and watched until I saw no trace of him any more.
“Hmmm, who’s that prince charming?!” Cleo talked straight into my ear and that startled me a bit because my ear drum shook.
“Do you have to follow me just anywhere I go?” I asked facing her.
“Wrong, I am not following you, at least you and I know there’s no way to escape, even if you try, you won’t get far without being captured. I’m just wandering around to feel nature’s beauty before we leave tonight” she said quietly and splayed her hands on the air as if she wants to fly.
“We’re going together?” I questioned, surprised she said we, I had thought I would be going alone.
“Yes, we are partners, remember?”she replied.
I sat down on the sand and folded my legs before me.
“Cleo?” I called her, she looked at me.”Have you ever thought of life outside this …..sort of…life?” .
She smiled and sat down beside me quietly, she stretched her legs out before talking to me thoughtfully.
“I have, I mean I have lived a snappy part of my life outside this life as you chose to put it, but when I found myself in here, I gave up on that life and strived to survive this life”
“How many years have you been here?” I desperately need to know how many years she has survived this mess my mother brought me into, for me, tonight might be the end.
“I have wasted four years of my life here” she said bluntly.
“Your being here, you might have a sensible reason for being here but if I had a choice, I wouldn’t have gotten myself into this kind of mess” I said remembering how unknown guys took away my pride while my mother watched without any remorse.
She was even the one that prepared me like Isaac in the Bible, only that Isaac was later replaced with a sacrificial lamb while I beared my own cross.
“Yeah, you are too young to be exposed to this sort of life, they even had the mind to take you through the first process of the initiation, that’s scary and heartbreaking” she said sadly taking my hand and squeezing it.
“What am I supposed to do, tonight?” I asked her.
“Tonight is another part of your initiation, your ability will be tested and when I said that I mean the ability to kill without second thought” she said looking far beyond the sea.
I felt a chill “killing ability?, I thought all the trainings where for defense?!” I said in utter amazement.
She opened her mouth to talk but clamped it shut when her phone rang.
She received the call immediately and listened patiently before hanging up without a single word.
I knew whom the caller is and I know what he said to her, so I stood up and waited for her to talk.
I nodded and hugged her “you too, you have been too kind to me” I said and we left for the white house.
Marshall threw a golden mask, black gloves and an iron chest band to my face as soon as we entered the living room.
“These…..” he started tapping his index finger on a mass of weapons lined up on the big table mounted in the middle of the parlour “…..are the items you need for tonight”
I picked up the mask, gloves and chest band and went inside my room without saying anything.
I went to the bathroom and stood in front of the big mirror and stripped myself [email protected]
I looked at the scars between my thighs, the little holes on my upper arm, bold finger prints on my stomach and cheek, blade marks on my neck and the pains within became unbearable.
What would happen to me tonight, am I going to waste an innocent blood or am I going to lie in my own pool of blood?.
Cleo came into the bathroom, she’s all in black and she has black clothes with her. I didn’t hide my body or feel shy, I allowed her eyes travel down my body on the mirror and I allowed a tear slid down my cheek.
“Dress up! you can do it!” She said and handed the clothes to me.
“Use this earpiece, speak to me through it when you are in danger, it’s also connected to a device at Marshall’s secret chamber” she added and left.
I stared at the device for somewhile before dressing up…………
*At Marshall’s house*
I was cleaning the living room when the door bell rang, I setted my cleaning mop down and went to check who’s on the door.
I thought at first they might be the ones at the door but when I peeped through the lock hole, I saw a handsome man clad in a turtle necked shirt and brown shorts.
I didn’t get a glimpse of his shoes, it’s already dark outside but I saw his upper body through the light lamp mounted beside the door step.
His hands where stuffed into his side pockets and he looked too serious for my liking.
I had an urge not to open the door but I noticed he has a resemblance to the girl that was here three months ago, Brianna.
I went to the kitchen quietly and took a cooking knife, he might be a danger, if so, I know self defense, Marshall had taught me quiet alot about that .
He ringed the bell two more times before I came back to open the door, I opened it slowly.
“Hi, how may I help you?” I said when he kept looking past me as if he’s expecting someone else to come out of the house.
I closed the door and made sure he didn’t see the knife I held, he has the most blazing eyes but it represented sadness when I looked straight into it.
He diverted his eyes to look at me as if noticing me standing there for the first time. My heart thudded.
“Rachel” he said in the coolest voice ever.
“Rachel?” I raised an inquisitive brow”I don’t get you”
His eyes were burning mine, I felt like a teenager whose father is scolding but I kept my face level with his while my eyes were on his lips as he introduced himself.
“My name is Brandon, go get me Rachel, I want to see my daughter” he said, his lips barely moved even when he talked, he has a blank expression.
“She’s not here, no one is……”
“Where the hell did she go?!……where has she taken my daughter?!!” He fused cutting me off as he took his hands out of his pockets for the first time, he ran his right hand through his curly black hair and slapped the wall with his left hand.
I jumped at his action and held my knife tightly, I waited for him to approach me in a violent manner before I attack.
“You mean, no one is in there?” He asked calmly, his sudden change of mood surprised me.
This man has many things in common with his daughter, his attitude, his looks, his bravery, no one need ask if they’re related.
“Yes, they left this morning and I haven’t seen them” I explained.
“They?….like Rachel and Ann?” He asked holding my arm lightly.
I nodded, not knowing what to say. Ever since that day I took milk to her room to invite her to dinner, I haven’t seen her but I know were she would be.
It’s not the first time am witnessing a girl’s initiation, and after the first phase of the initiation, the person would be taken away and I see them no more.
“Please, tell me, how’s my girl doing?” He inquired, his eyes became soft.
“She’s fine” I tried assuring him.
“If Rachel comes back, tell her that I was here and please, give this letter to Ann, don’t let Rachel see it, please?” He took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to me.
I examined the package and shrugged.”no problems, I will do just that”.
“Thanks for your kindness” he said quietly and walked away.
I kept looking at the envelope and I wondered what am supposed to do with it, I don’t think I would ever see that girl again.
I went inside but I couldn’t get my mind off the letter the man gave to me, what was his name again?…. Brandon.
Yes!, Brandon gave me a letter to give to his daughter, Brianna.
And there’s no way am ever going to see her again, what to do now?.
Maybe I should read the letter and look for a way to reach her and convey the message to her.
That’s what I should do…
I tore the envelope and piece of papers of different colors, shapes and sizes scattered all over the floor…….
🤷What is it ?🤯