Ambre, Mon Coeur

PUNCHING PARTY👊🏾🥊

AMBRE

I was ready to start cursing these stupid asses out, right when I got the door open. Until I realized that I knew both of these bitches very well. Nope. I wasn't going to go easy on either of them. Nelson jumped away from Anais as I barged through the door. "French: Anais!? Qu'est-ce que tu fous ici? Où sont Aimee et les jumeaux?! Hein? Comment peut tu me faire ça?! // English: Anais!? What the fuck are you doing here? Where the fuck are Aimee and the Twins?! Huh? How could you do this to me?!"

Anais didn't look embarrassed or even scared. She just stood there in her ruffled mini skirt and tank top. Her expression was cool and collected. It made me even angrier that she didn't seem fazed. Like what she was doing wasn't wrong. "French: Salope Stupide! // English: Stupid bitch!"

She rolled her eyes and put her hand on her hip. "The girls are upstairs in the theater room. Don't worry they still have their innocence intact." Her voice was still cool and composed. My heart began to beat faster. I looked around for something to hit her with but there was nothing good enough. She still didn't look scared. Nelson still sat on the couch his shirt unbuttoned and his fly opened.

He also didn't look fazed. I became angrier and angrier. I threw my purse down and went outside for something to get them. As I went passed the garden I saw a big silver object. A pick. Welp it was better than nothing. I grabbed the pick and ran with all the speed my legs could muster back into the house. Anais's loud shriek of horror tore through the air. She jumped out of the way right before I could stab her heart out.

She ran behind Nelson and clutched onto him for protection. "You both can rot in hell! You deserve each other!!" My voice bounced around the walls I dropped the pick and crept over to Nelson. He began to back away. I stopped half a foot away from him. Then with all the strength I could muster I slapped him hard.

He reeled backward and held his face. "What the fuck is it with bitches slapping me?!" He shouted angrily. I used him being distracted as my chance. I lunged over and grabbed Anais. Anything I could hold onto which at the moment was her hair.

I yanked her forward and slugged her right in the jaw. The feeling of power was so overwhelming. She fell back on her ass and stayed there. "Get the fuck out of my house! Both of you!" Right as I was saying that the front door opened and in came a befuddled-looking Desiree.

"Desiree go upstairs and watch my siblings, please. Thank you so much!" I made my voice sound kind. She nodded quickly and ran up the stairs. Anais and Nelson were still sitting on the floor. "French: Qu'est-ce que vous faites encore?! Se lever! À présent! Quitter! // English: What the hell are y'all still doing?! Get up! Now! Leave!"

Anais was the first one up, followed by Nelson. They began to run in opposite directions but then Anais stopped to follow Nelson. Fucking bitch. I still had a massive headache. And being angry wasn't helping. I didn't want my little sisters to see me this way. I grabbed my car keys and my purse and decided that a joy ride could just do the trick.

I sat in my car and tried to take deep breaths but every time I close my eyes I pictured Anais's rumpled clothing and Nelson's unzipped pants. I gave up and stepped on the pedal. I zoomed down the Californian streets like I owned them. I felt the wind blow against my face, through my braids and tried to forget about how cruel and uncaring my own sister was. All because of some guy.

But all it did was make me angrier. I stepped on the gas harder. Tear streamed down my face. I went through my purse for something to calm me down. A mint, a piece of gum. Some candy. Nothing. I turned on the radio.

NEWS REPORT LADY:
"Police have been following 24 year old Ashely Kursk in a high goose chase for almost an hour now. She is unrelenting but when she gets caught that will add to the list of charges she already has. At 4:36 pm Ashley Kursk has abandoned her vehicle and is attempting to get away on foot. She-"

I didn't know what was going to happened until it was already done. I had hit something- someone with my car. An unsuspecting scream tore through my throat. OMG Please be an animal or something else, please. But I knew my answer. And I knew for sure when a bunch of police officers ran around the corner. I stepped out of my car to see a young woman with dark hair laying splayed out on the cement floor.

AUTHORS NOTE: REREAD THE CHAPTER "Rundown" from "Ebony, Mi Amore" if y'all wanna connect the dots.💕

Blood splattered all over her face. I hope I didn't kill her. I put my hands up on my head. I was horrified and frozen. The helicopter light flashed on me for a couple of minutes before turning off. I was sure to be on the news. A killer. What was I going to do about My little sisters? All of these questions ran through my head as I stood next to my car terrified.

The loud sounds of an ambulance sounded nearer. A police official bounded over to me. This was it. I was going to jail. "Ma'am thank you so much! If it weren't for you she might have gotten away." The police officer smiled and shook my hand. Then he returned to his job. Wait for real? So I was free to go? I took a deep breath and climbed back into my car. I couldn't believe the day I was having.

I grabbed my purse to rummage in again but stopped when I heard a faint click sound. Then I looked down to see the fountain pen that belonged to the one and only Ezra Collymore. I still had his pen? Well, it was a good thing because it was calming me down. And now I had an excuse to look for him. Or at least call him, so I didn't seem like a stalker.

I drove home slightly relieved about how everything turned out today. If it weren't for my headache I wouldn't have found out about Nelson and Anais. I stopped to get a tub of ice cream.

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