Sparks

Chapter 46: "Stay with me, please."

I suggest you play the audio when you reach the second part of this chapter. Anyway, enjoy :)

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I keep looking at the gun, worried that he might pull the trigger and I have to dodge it. I was terrified, but the girl beside me was more frightened. I noticed her trembling, and I could only hold her hand for comfort. Why is he here? How did he get out? Did his parents bail him out? There's no way. I heard his business went bankrupt after the Wright Enterprise left them.

"Suprised to see me here? Well, you fucking should be!" he screamed, but no one could hear it because of how loud the music was. He knew it would be a great idea to be held captive inside a club.

"Martin, you don't need to use a gun. Let's talk like a normal person," I said calmly.

"I did with Wayne, and you know what happened after that," he scoffed, "you'll be dead with or without a gun."

"Okay, what do you want?" I asked.

"Do you need money? Fame?" Joy asked, "me?"

"For fuck sake," I curse under my breath.

"I'll give you anything, but please, let her go," she continued.

Are you fucking kidding me? Is she trying to save me without thinking of herself? Hell no. In any situation, I should be the one who's protecting her. I promised Wayne.

"I don't need your ass anymore, Jocelyn," Martin played with his gun.

"How did you get out?" I asked.

"Well, I might have a backup to help me escape," Martin crawled on the table as he leaned towards Joy, "I told you I'd find you and kill you."

I wouldn't expect him to show up with a fucking gun. I mean, he also escapes from prison. What should I do? If I reached my pocket and called for help, I'd be dead first. If I screamed at the bodyguard, he would shoot me. If I jumped or even moved a single muscle, he would shoot me- at this point, any scenario I think of would be me ending up dead first.

"What do you want?!" Joy was getting desperate.

"Revenge," Martin said while pointing his gun at me, "before I kill her, I want to explain how a low life ruined my life."

"Me? A fucking low-life-" I clenched my fists, but Joy held me back.

He gritted his teeth at me, "I had my life planned out when I heard I would marry the daughter of the wealthiest man in the world. I had Hannah back then. I promised her after I married her, I would give her the most luxurious life anyone would ask for. A mansion, a yacht, and a private jet," Martin said, imagining his dream in his head, "but then, you showed up. I was confused, 'who is this bitch?'. How did her classmate stole Jocelyn from me?"

Martin puts his feet on the table, "My plan was ruined when Jocelyn started to be a brat. She wouldn't even listen to her father," I feel the guilt inside of Joy. She must regret her nasty behavior towards her father, "Wayne was my only last hope because he always backs me up, then everything went south. I got my girlfriend pregnant, Claude was there, and you had to tell your father about it. At first, he was on my side, but then he rethought the engagement."

He hit the table, which made us startled "what happened after that? I went crazy. All I could think of was killing you. You were the problem from the start. I should have to gotten rid of you when you interrupted us back at homecoming after the party. Do you know how I feel? I feel like my dignity was tarnished."

I feel a light tug at my sleeve, "Claude, can you hear me? Tap my palm twice if you can."

Is she trying to communicate with me? I had nothing to do but listen to Martin's rant, so I tapped her palm twice.