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This chapter contains mentions of violence and death please approach with cation.
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Authors Notes
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This was the hardest chapter I have ever written. I was so frustrated that I cried. However I eventually got it done. As the book approaches the end it will all come together.
Thank you all for the continued support.
Love y'all
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As Jason parked the car I picked up my powder pink bag pack and exited the car I allowed my dark side to engulf my mind completely allowing the dark side to roam freely.
Demon time!
Years of training taught me how to compartmentalize my life. In order to kill and remaining sane you have to separate the two. In my case I created a space in my mind for the Grim in me. All for the grater good.
As we entered through the big double doors I was greeted with what looked like the entrance to a office building. The inside was painted in bright white. The light in here was blinding I immediately reached for my glasses in the side pocket of my bag. As I putt it on and looked around I admired the simple clean decor.
The receptionist desk stood out as you entered, behind it 2 office chairs with two desktops sat on the desk. The words WHYTE'S IMPORTS sat on the wall in bold black and gold 3D lettering.
"This way". Jason said taking my hand and leading me through another door. We were walking past rows and rows of barrels and boxes stacked on metal shelves. We finally got to a metal door and Jason knocked on the door 3 times and then it opened. As we walked in I saw Nick and Andrew (Madmaxx) sitting at a table. The young man that opened the door greeted us before exiting the room.
Jason went over to the two men, Nick was smiling from ear to ear and Andrew had a small smile on his face. I was not paying attention to what the were saying because I was in this dark place in my mind that did not allow for small talk. I found my self walking back and forth while biting my nails. As I looked over at them I saw that they were huddled around the table talking in whispers. It's as if they did not want me to hear what they are talking about. I was now irritated and impatient.Kmft
"Wi ago duh this or not"? I asked annoyed as hell.
They all looked at me then looked at each other then looked at me again.
I hissed my teeth and started walking towards the door."Amanda" Jason said his voice booming off the walls and my feet froze. I was not afraid of him. No this was something else.
I turned around and he was right behind me. I looked up at him not saying a word but I know my face looked angry."Why yuh a behave suh b" he asked now sounding concerned
"Mi cah stand up in yah a twiddle mi fucking thumb while uno over deh suh a keep love fest. The 3 a uno rude as fuck, if uno nah wah mi yah why yuh never lef mi a mi yard Sir." I said the anger bubbling over in me now.
He looked at me confused.
"Mi ina the kill zone Jason suh it's either mi ago kill dem or one a uno but mi nuh have time fi this." I said no emotion evident in my voice or face now.
The walk from the room we were in to were they were being held is a blur. I was sitting on top of a table. Nick sat in a chair off to the right side. Jason stood leaning against the table beside me while Madmaxx was to my left. The two clowns were infront of us tided to chairs with gags and blind folds.
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