Hopes Of Anna

Chapter Fifty: Hopes For Anna.

I saw a car's lights. Could he have actually come. It was the principal's car. I hid behind a bush and crawled into a close warehouse. That was where they were to meet. Soon I could hear the principal's footsteps. I prayed my heartbeat could not be heard because it was that loud.
The principal was inside the warehouse. Suddenly, I bumped into someone. He covered my mouth. I did not say a word because I was so scared. It had to be one of my group members because the person was shaking. It was a guy too. I felt around him and when I felt the hair I knew it was Caldwell. I touched his face softly but he placed a finger on my lips, shushing me. He put my clothe over his phone and opened it. He did not want the phone's light exposing our location. We heard the sounds of another car—cars. Caldwell and I froze and listened quietly. It was K.L, we could tell, but he was not alone.
Tears fell from my eyes. We should have expected that K.L would not come alone. The two men began to talk, more like the principal began to talk. He spoke out of so much fear that you could hardly tell what he was saying if he was even speaking in actual words. We had to be fast in anything we were doing. According to our plan, we were all going to try calling the police as soon as one of the men arrived. Caldwell was unable to since he was the closest so we hoped one of the others was able to. Caldwell's palm wiped my face. He could tell I was crying. We heard someone coming behind us. I took my hand to my mouth. It was over!
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'Boss.' The tall man who held Caldwell and I said throwing us at K.L's feet.
'What is this madness! What the fuck is this!' K.L. shouted at the principal. He gave him a slap on the face. 'Why would you bring children with you!'
'You asked me to come here! Why...why will I do that?'
'No you__' K.L stopped. His voice seemed awfully familiar. He must have figured it out. 'What the fuck is it with kids these days and playing hero! Why bring them to me! Kill them!' Dad said. Dad? That was K.L right? No, that is my father's voice. I was petrified but I managed to let the word slip out of my mouth.
'Anna?' K.L. turned to look at me. I looked him in the eyes. It was my father. My mind went blank. I did not know what to do anymore. I was confused and stuck. Father pulled me from the bodyguard who still held Caldwell. I was shaking so much in my father's hands. He was as scared and confused as I was. K.L was my father after all.
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My father who was always full of words did not say anything this time. He entered the police van without any hesitation. As I walked to the van I was told to enter, I fainted.
I woke up to Mom holding my hands. Her body rocked as she cried. I could not move and it was out of weakness. I was in a hospital. Was it all a dream?K.L being my father and all?
'Anna!' Mom squeezed my hand with affection. 'Thank you God. Thank you.' She said sobbing. Pedro came into the room with his daughter and he held my other hand. I did not know what was happening but I cried with them.
Later I discovered it was not all a dream, in deed I had a mission against my father and he was arrested. On the second day I had become better and Andre and Molly came to see me. Andre told me Molly had told him she knew father as a man who made her brothers sell drugs but he did not believe her. I could not believe it myself. My father came to see me in the hospital on the second day. He said it was better than me coming to see him in jail. I felt bad that it was my father I was after. Andre told me it was for the best but it was not. It was bad because I loved my father with my life and I really did not want to see him behind bars.
'It's alright Anna.' That was the last thing he said before they took him away. I found out Caldwell was shot that night and in critical condition. After a week I was able to move around. I was okay, but I would have to go through rehabilitation. I could not bear to see Caldwell the way I did. He looked dead. The doctors said he was not but they did not know. It was heartbreaking to see him that way. His mother was devastated and always by his side. The bullet was very close to his heart so he has little chance of survival. The rest of my group members were traumatized. Andre said the news of our mission was all over the country and people spoke about how insanely lucky we were to be alive after going after one of the country's major drug lords who was still my father. There was no gain in all I did. My father was in jail, my group members all traumatized and Caldwell, in a pitiable condition.
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Andre sat beside me and we both watched Caldwell. I could not believe Caldwell who was always energetic was lying here helpless and incapable. I tried to hold myself anytime I was around people because I would always feel a rush of guilt but I could not now Andre was here. I broke into tears.
'What if he doesn't survive it?' I asked sobbing. My head was on his chest and I cried loudly. It was in the middle of the night and I felt free to cry. 'What if things get worse for me? What if it's my destiny to be unhappy? What if that's what I'm supposed to be? Alone and sad and depressed?' I continued to cry. Andre then laughed softly. He began to sing to me. It was a song he wrote for me. It was called Hopes For Anna, about all the things he wanted me to turn out as. It was a lovely song. Andre wanted a lot for me, especially to be happy. I finally smiled.
'What are your hopes for Caldwell and yourself?' He whispered.
All I wanted was to be happy. I smiled again. Caldwell moved a finger.

We've come to the end of this story. May not be the happiest ending but there's hope. That's how it is with life. And I hope that you read and enjoy my next story which is a collection of short stories 🥺 Enjoy! It's FaithieArtist.