hurricane between

chapter eighteen

                   Ronald POV
     
        "What's going on here?" Derick inquired the moment he  came into the room. I could see anger in his voice. He wanted us to do away with Annabel and here I am, hugging her.
       " Get the hell out of here right now" Derick said looking her straight in the eyes with daggers. I saw her shivering under his gaze and she I'mmediately stood up to leave.
     "She's not going anywhere" I said in a calm tone not wanting to create any tension so I held on to her hand to prevent her from leaving .
        She looked at me and I understand the pleading in her tiny blue swollen eyes to let her go. I ignored her and turned my attention back to Derick as he stared at me and Annabel in surprise .
    "You said she should leave, and why is that? Is she occupying your space or is this your room?" I asked
        " She's turning you to something you're not . You're becoming too soft towards her and................"
        " Shut the hell up Derick. You are my brother doesn't mean you speak to me in any sort of manner. Remember am still your boss". I said in a more hash tone.
       I've basically come to a realization that people listen to me more when I speak in my authoritative tone than in a soft one  and I can see the effect of it with Derick as he outrightly shut his mouth.
       " Ronald please do not get angry with your brother in relations to me let me go". I heard her say suddenly before i realized that Annabel was actually still here. Not wanting to prolong the issue any further I released my grip on her wrist then I nodded at her. When she was out of the door I smirked at Derick.
          " She's not what you think okay. She has gone through alot   and I think we should help her"
         " When did we become a social service that help people?. Don't you get it that we make our living from her and others? If we start helping them because they have one issue or the other then we'll definitely go and look for something else to do to earn a standard way of living?".
      Talks like this are what makes me still call him premature because he wasn't mature at all.
      Don't get me twisted. I do think like this but am beginning to change my narrative for reasons am not still aware of.
       " Derick I have other things to attend to so if you don't mind then excuse me ". I said strolling to the bathroom .I needed to wash away those memories that I have unravel back to life after many years of them being hidden somewhere in my head .
     All I wanted to do right now was to help Annabel .
      To make her parents or whatever, pay for what they've done to her.
    The number one question in the front line of my head was  why a parent will allow their child to go through a traumatized situation just to earn money?.
        Still searching for what to wear in the wardrobe, Derick's voice brought me back from my thoughts.
        " Really,  like really you're sending me out  just because of whatever I don't even understand you're doing with that thing" . Now I was furious  .
         " Mind your language young man and leave here right now".
      And booooom he slammed the door and Left . This our new world has totally changed him to a complete different person.
       I wanted to ease my mind of everything and I went  outside  letting the cool air of the approaching night to cool every part of me . I went to meet the guy being held hostage here a few questions earlier and I got some meaningful informations to help and due to his nice compliance I was feeling  a pang of guilt telling me to let him go . And the other better part of me was telling me to get hold of Annabel's parents before letting him go or he might otherwise corrupt my plans by informing them .
    I heard a sudden noise and I traced it to know where it was coming from and on hearing it again there was no doubts that it was coming from Annabel's room. Carrying  my  feet as fast as they could go, I ran towards her room and pulling the door open  I..........I  was disappointed. 
      I was shocked.
       I lost my voice for a moment.
       Derrick in the process of almost rapping Annabel. Unbutling her shirt.
       At this very point, I was mad.

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