Silent Cry

CH11 - Miserable

3rd Person's POV

Catching their breaths as they finally stopped is now Garry and his only friend Seth's condition. They end up in a parking lot at the back of their campus. Seth is still holding both his knees while Garry hurried up to help him stand up though he, himself is recovering from an endurance game.

"Are you ok? Those scumbags, one day they'll pay for this," Garry spat as his eyes are now burning while glaring in the direction from where they came from.

They were bullied again with the presence of many students who did not give a damn about what was happening. They watched as what they used to do as if the brawl was like one of the must-watch fight scenes in movies. But both of them crawled their way out of there. They ran as fast as they could and maybe those group of buggers gave them pity to let them get off like cowards.

"I doubt that day will ever come," Seth sadly admitted, hopeless. But Garry grew grudge from that even more.

"That day will come," he promised to himself "and I'll make sure to return the suffering twice, no, thrice painful."

Seth sniggered to this but deep inside he is very eager to destroy all their faces for making them be racked with pain day by day without them doing anything. Those bullies lack attention, they must be the true pitiful kids. "I wanted to encourage you but I really don't think we could ever make them pay, not for at least ten years now."

"It will happen," Garry ensured, musing on something and without much mental picture, he just spurted whatever card he has at the moment. "I never told you this but..." he then looked at Seth "my sister's marrying a rich guy. And I heard the guy is a lot richer than those bullshitters. If they want a dirty game, then let's be dirty too. I don't care in what way but I'll certainly make them kneel to us in no time," he gritted like a childish boy who already found his accomplice in a petty game. But no one can blame him though, even for other people the game might be petty, it is certainly not for the victims. Bullying has always been a vital case.

Little did they know that someone was there listening to the whole conversation from the very beginning. He is silently leaning outside his f12 blu Pozzi Ferrari that is parked not so distant from where the two stand. A smirked is painted all over his face.

I knew it. Those people are just using me for money.

He threw the butt of his cigarette and stepped on it with all strength that almost made a hole on the cemented parking lot.

I'll crash them, all of them, like this. That thought runs through his mind as he leers on the cigarette getting smashed brutally.

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"This will be your room, Ms. Sanchez." The maid showed her the huge bedroom with such congeniality. Gabbie was flabbergasted at the sight but managed to brace herself. The room is the same size as their whole house if not bigger! And the interior was just so aesthetic that she was in awe of amazement inside. But of course, she should appear normal and maintain her cool.

"Thank you." She smiled at the maid and they helped her place the few things she insisted on bringing. And yes, she is now in the Evans' mansion as the young master's fiance. She will live here as they prepare the wedding and for her to be familiarized with how things run in their family before she could become officially part of it. But none of these is her idea nor Xander's. It was all organized and planned by Mr. Alejandro and no one could say no to him, especially Gabbie who has already signed the agreement and adds to it that her family is on the brink of death. She can do nothing now but obey.

The bedroom is very cozy with complete things ready for her. She has her own bathroom, small dining area, comfortable couch, 50 inch TV, king-sized bed, walk-in closet, and a relaxing veranda. It is like a whole condominium but this is just one of the mansion's rooms. She wonders how many more rooms are out there in this castle-like house. But she would really not care about that. Living here never becomes a good thing. Even how fancy life seems to be, she cannot help but worry about her family left behind, her mother would feel very lonely without her company, her brother would now lose the only one who would listen to his rants and dramas. Gabbie felt selfish being here having the best life while her family still suffers in that shabby home. Yet this is all for them. She has to save them even that would result in her getting all the hatred and pain.