We came this far.
They say that every story has its ending but mine? its just my Beginning.
Dylan has been charge multiple in the prison and pledge guilty after the evidences released. Plus the additional harms he made.
I know a lot of you are wondering what's on the stake of the country now that the president is locked up.
Didn't I tell you that this is just the beginning of my story?
Summer 2040 , The present day.
I opened my eyes to the reality of freedom.
Without a heavy heart and a nice breathe of air.
a voice of a young woman called me.
“Jordan! Are you ready for this?!”
I didn't recall the Vivoree I knew with this new and more matured woman she is now. She looks more feminine and more beautiful with this americal flag inspired dress she is wearing.
"Yeah, i'm ready!"
Vivoree fixes my necktie and did something unexpected as she looks straight in my eyes.
Our lips touched as our eyes close with the feeling of burning through its passion. I gently lean her head back with confusion.
"It was from Michigan. Well I didn't want to disrespect her during our time at The Sacred Lives so.."
"bu bu buh nu uh, don't ask me that question"
Vivoree slowly walks back and winks at me with a smile.
"Goodluck Mr. President"
I touched my lip and smiled back as I lean my head down.
Today is the day I was elected for President of my country.
Who would have thought that this once child hiding from the truth is now the president of his country.
"We did it poppu. Everything we wanted has come true. This is all for you. And also for you Michigan, I love you from the bottom of my heart."
Ladies and Gentlemen, The new president of the United States.
President Jordan Paul Jr.
All of my loved ones werw present that day, the people cheers and celebrates my win.
They are all shouting my name.
The children , the elderly , everywhere I go they hug and tell me that I was never alone.
And they were right, I was never alone.
I got this family of mine since the beginning of the journey.
And I am beyond grateful for everything that is happening right now.
I used to be that kid who got his life miserable
after watching that parade but I turned that into my strength and change the game before we march.
Wearing a black suit and tie , walking towards the microphone in front of the White House , as he heard his name being called.
"Hey juju, I wanted to tell you that I am also grateful for you" Jordan talks to himself in a reflection in the mirror nearby as juju smiles back at him.
It is a Sea of people , the media were all eyes , and the world is all witnessing a new history.
"Thank you for the warm introduction. You know, I once asked my father when I was just a little boy one question of why does everyone wanted to call me a prince and they were calling my father a king. He didn't answer that question until I realized that oh my father impacted their lives and save them from the discouragement of tomorrow's people. And that tomorrow's people will not scared the lives of my people in the present times because we are all here making history together as I stand before you as your new president. We will never tolerate hatred and we will all be here for peace and love."
Jordan was the center of attraction. The leader of the voiceless , he was on television , the internet , he was everywhere. It was like a fairytale came reality.
He was already a gem to his country.
And surely will go down in history as one of the talk of the town.
The celebration ended with confetti and marching bands playing poppu's favorite song. The drums roles as the children dances off the street. Everyone is having the time of their lives.
We are free! We are free!
They shout as it was like music to Jordan's ears and the rest.
In the end, everyone manage to smile despite the fall and breakdowns. Jordan was living with her mother and his step sister.
But most importantly , he got the justice he deserves for his father. It was a sweet redemption at last.
My name is Jordan Paul Jr. and I just confessed you everything that happened twenty years ago.
End.
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Before We March
Mystery / ThrillerMarching Bands and Parades are supposed to be fun but sometimes it turns to be a weapon for each and every voices. Just like Jordan Paul Jr. a man whom seems to live up to his father and dreamt of seeing a parade that would start to tremble his worl...
