Hidden scars season 2 episode 1

💔Hidden
Scars💔
(😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱)
By: Kamara
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✏Written By:
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#Season_2: ✨Episode 1✨
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🌹Natasha🌹
“Alan Williams. Your hands above your head as you step out”. A voice shouted in a speaker outside.

Alan looked at me shocked as he got up from me looking dazed, his eyes dilated.

The voice sounded again, it seems like the cops were outside.

“Alan Williams. We have you surrounded. Your hands behind your head as you step outside”.

He turn to me. “You f×¢king called the cops on me?”.

I didn’t say anything as I tried to stand up from the floor.

“Step out willingly or we’ll be forced to use other methods”. The voice sounded loudly through the speakers.

I stood up. “You are going to face the law, you animal”.

“Shut the f×¢k up”. He brings out a knife immediately.

I gasped and step backwards. “A-Alan”.

“You didn’t expect this, did you?”. He gives me a smug look.

“A-Alan, you need to stop this”.

He let out a scoff. “Really? After calling the cops on me?”.

“You are inhuman”. I retorted stepping away from him.

He chuckled evilly. “I guess thats another way to describe me now, is it?”.

The sirens keep on sounding and I glanced at the entrance. I just have seconds to reach there but the door is locked.

I ran there going to the entrance but fell to the floor when something hit my back. That rod again.

I turned and saw Alan smirking still holding the knife in his hand.

I stood up as I went backwards hoping to reach the closed door.

I quickly turn around and made to open it but it was bolted shut. I hit the door loudly but stopped when Alan yanked me back by my hair.

He pushed me to the wall as he gripped my neck tight trying to choke me.

“Calling the cops on me won’t stop me from getting what I want”. He says lowly in a scary tone.

“Y-You’ll .. r-rot in jail”. I managed to say despite my breathing being challenging.

His disturbing face gets closer to mine. “I see you seem very confident”.

I took a sharp deep breath gasping for air as he grip on my neck is tight.

“You think your baby boyfriend is gonna save you?”. He chuckles evilly. “Better think twice”.

He takes the knife and runs the cold tip on my face slowly.

“What if I decide to make you scarred?”. He looks at me.

“You are gonna get away with this”.

“I already am”.

He trails the cold tip to my arm and presses the knife on it making me to yell out in pain.

He laughs lowly. “Do you like that?”.

He takes the knife to my face again and attempts to give me a mark when I heard a loud thud on the door.

Alan looked back shortly then at me before frowning deeply. I yell out again and a slap on my face makes me go numb.

Another hit on the door followed by several slams on it.

The door opened revealing two armed cops and also Harley’s dad, Javan. He too was wearing a cop uniform.

“All weapons down”. One of the cops ordered.

Alan quickly points the knife towards me as Reece rushes in through the door.

“No one come closer”. Alan says as he held me tight, the knife pointed at me.

“Son, drop that down, we don’t want things to get ugly here”. The other cop said.

“You all drop your weapons down or else she gets it from me”. Alan threatened them.

I notice Javan still pointing his gun at Alan as if aiming at him.

“Williams. Put that down”. Javan spoke up.

“I’m gonna f×¢king tear her apart”. Alan continued.

I looked at Reece, he was still standing by the door, his eyes fixed on me.

There was a stunned silence in his gaze, his fists were clenched so I knew he was trying to control his anger.

“Drop the f×¢king guns, you motherf×¢ker or I swear, her face gets scarred”.

I sniffed the tears which threatening to fall down.

“Williams, we can talk this over”. Javan spoke up again.

“The guns down now”. Alan yelled and I whimpered in fear.

None of the cops attempted to put their gun down.

I yelped out in extreme pain as I felt Alan run the knife down my arm slowly, blood trickling out of it.

“Nat”. Reece wanted to come closer but his uncle held him back.

“So when I say guns down, i mean guns down”.

Javan pointed his gun still. “You wish you hadn’t done that. Williams”.

“What can you__”.

Alan didn’t even complete his sentence as I heard the sound of a gun shot. Javan sigh as he lowered his gun having shot Alan on his leg.

Alan dropped to the floor gr0×ning in pains as his leg was shot.

Reece rushed over to me. “Nat”.

I felt really weak due to the pains all over my body as I cried like a baby.

Reece wrapped his arms around me as he hugged me close to himself.

More cops ran into the room with some of them carrying a stretcher in which Alan was laid on.

I held on to Reece still sobbing quietly still whimpering, feeking scared.

“I think we need to check this out”. One of the cops pointed at my arms.

Javan came along. “I got it covered”.

“Roger that. Sir”. The cops saluted him and went outside, Alan on the stretcher.

Reece pulled away. “Nat, its okay. You are fine now”.

I nodded slowly trying to wipe my tears.

“Kingston”. Javan said. “Lets get her to the car, she’s loosing blood”.

Reece carried me like a baby not saying anything, he carried me out of the room and took me outside to one of the cars.

Shortly, i saw flashes of light and looked ahead to see different cars everywhere. I couldn’t even concentrate, i was feeling kind of dizzy already.

Reece took to one of the expensive cars waiting. A guard opened the door and he took me in along with him.

Seated at the back, the door closed as the driver drove off.

I sniffed still unnerved by what happened earlier.

“I’m sorry, Nat”. He whispered lovingly.

Reece drew me close and laid my head on his laps as he car–sed my hair. I closed my eyes giving in to the unconsciousness.
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😎Reece😎
I stared at her lovingly in my arms, i ran my fingers on her arm softly.

I’m never gonna let anybody try to harm you again, Nat. And I’ll make sure Alan rot in jail for what he did.

I had called Uncle Javan immediately I got the call from Nat. Only he would know what to do in this kind of situations.

I touched Nat, f×¢k!! She’s burning up really bad and her arm isn’t getting any better at all.

“Greg. Drive faster”. I ordered him.

“I’ll do just that. Sir Kingston”.

After a while, he stops just by the Carter mansion and I step out, the door held open by one of the guards.

I carry Nat bridal style into the main house going up the marble tiled stairs. I quickly go to my room and laid Nat on the bed.

The door opened and Aunt Isla stepped in.

“How’s she?”.

I sighed. “She’s burning up, like she has a fever”.

“I called Doctor Mark and his assistants, they will be in minutes”.

“They should get here fast”.

She walks out of the room as I crouched next to Nat tucking her blonde hair behind her ears.

Then Aunt Isla comes in with a small bowl of water and a face towel.

“What are you doing?”.

She dropped the bowl on the small table and dipped the face towel partly in it.

“Nanny said this would help”. She told me quietly.

She brings out the face towel and uses it to massage Nat softly. She does for few more times until the water gets warm and she drops it.

She made to go when Nat’s breathing became rasp. It was like she was having a nightmare as beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

Aunt Isla massages her with the face towel and she somehow relaxes a little.

“What happened?”. She asked staring at Nat.

“I told you already on the phone”.

“No you didn’t Kingston. I don’t understand anything thats going on right now”.

“I don’t think Nat would want me to tell anyone about this”. I said wistfully.

“You know I can help, i will help”.

“Its a long story”.

“I can listen”.
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🌹Natasha🌹
I woke up dizzily on a comfy bed feeling very weak, my head ached a lot and my stomach was hurting.

My eyes were still kind of blurry and I saw an oxygen mask was placed on me.

“Nat”.

I look to my right to see Reece sitting next to me.

“Are you okay?”. He asking holding my hand.

I closed my eyes taking a deep breath, my stomach still hurts a lot.

Breathe in, breathe out. I followed the order as my breathing became even.

I flipped my eyelids open to see Isla with a nurse.

“Check her”. Isla said going to sit by a couch in the room.

Looking upwards and seeing the wallpaper of a shooting star, I noticed I’m in Reece’s room.

The nurse quickly walks closer to me with a stethoscope. She place it on my chest and looked at the anesthetic machine.

“She’s fine”. The nurse said removing her stethoscope. “All she needs now is rest”.

“Thank you, Marcia”. Isla said sitting on the couch.

The nurse gave a small bow. “Yes. Ma’am Worth”.

“Kingston, show her to the door”.

Reece gives my hand a little squeeze as he pecks me on the forehead before leaving with the nurse.

“Natasha, you can sit up if you want”.

I sat up on the bed, the drip still attached to my arm and removed the oxygen mask taking a deep breath.

“Are you okay?”. She asks looking at me.

I nodded. “Yes, i’m good”.

“We need to talk”. She says strictly. “About Alan Williams”.

My heartbeat accelerated as she said that, why did she mention his name?

“Do you want to give your statement now or should we torture him a little more?”.

I look at her confused. “Huh?”.

“Well I wanted to do it the legal way first but Kingston wanted him to feel pains so I had to it his way”.

“I don’t know what you are talking about”. I blurted out.

“Darling, i know what your stepbrother did to you so You have two choices, give the statement and send Alan to jail or I torture him but he still goes to jail”.

“Do I get to choose? I thought the law is supposed to handle it?”.

She smirked. “Not in this case, our family handles things more efficiently than the law if you should know”.

What the heck is she saying? The cops got Alan, i saw them arrest him.

She snapped her fingers. “Zahn, bring him in”.

The door opened almost immediately and a muscular built man stepped in then Alan was pushed in,side the room to the ground.

I gasped as Isla stands up and bring out a gun pointing it straight at Alan’s head.

“Ny nephew told me all about what this shit did you to”. She says using the butt of the gun to hit him.

“What are you doing?”. I asked nervous.

She reloaded the gun. “At your say, I’m gonna blow this guy head out and no one will ever know”.

“But the law? I mean, wasn’t he arrested?”.

Isla chuckled. “I guess you still don’t know what prestige our family holds, sweetheart. We are the law so I can choose to kill this animal if i wish to”.

“But .. “. I trailed off.

“Its your call, darling”. She points the gun at Alan. “Should I blow his brains out?”.
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