She Was Wrath!

Fifteen!

"What are you doing?" Kendra's voice could be heard roaring from Tiffany's room. Her stomping footsteps with heels clicking were heard on the floor.

The scared Tiffany was cuddling her pillow in the corner of the room. Humming to a unrhymed tune as she tried to to close her eyes but Kendra was not having her do that.

She stomped closer to her and bent down. Grabbing the pillow from her daughter, she forced her to open her eyes and to stop moving like some programmed robot.

Her make up face frowned and the little pimples emerging from them started standing on her cheeks like soldiers in an army.

"What did I tell you Tiffany?" She asked loudly again, forcing Tiffany to look at her, "I had warned you about it!"

Kneeling on her one leg, she looked directly into her eyes and pointed a finger into her eyes. Tiffany looked scared as her heart thumped so loudly. Her little pajamas were soaking in sweat as tears streamed down her face.

"I don't want to see your tears, Tiffany, I always tell ypu now and again that i don't want to hear about that boy!" said Kendra while lifting her knee up and wiping her knees.

Tiffany quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand as her nose kept running with some light mucus. Her little hands turned into a little fist. She didn't look up at her mother while she walked out if the room, she cuddled her teddy bear and looked at the wall. Her tears, forced themselves out of her cheeks even though she was asked not to cry, her mumbling so quiet not to be heard her body shaking and her mind kept asking herself, "why me?"

Kendra stomped out of the room and went to her master bedroom, she started looking around but didn't seem to find what she was looking for. Her phone started ringing, she quickly went for it. Arching her brows, she answered the blocked number amd placed it in her ear.

"What?" She breathed with anger, trying to adjust her unadjusted voice, "I told you to avoid calling me at night, what do you want?" She asked again her eyes rollin as she stared up the ceiling.

The caller cleared their throat and hummed a little before speaking into the phone.

"What do you mean, he left in a hurry?" She asked in a disbelief?

She quickly went to her drawer and retrieved a small looking phone like machine and turned it on. It made a little heep then She started googling on the screen. A location like map appeared and she narrowed it down. Her heart started to beat but she calmes herself down. Suddenly what she was looking for was not there and she quickly ended the fall before the other person on the end could get a minute to speak to her again.

She dialled a different number and placed it in her eyes, it only took a ring for the calm to be answered.

"Darling, darling, why are you calling? I thought we had a good quickie over the-"

"Just shut up and look for my husband, his tracker is turned off, Josh!" She blurted after fitting his words.

"I am not in the place right now, I am busy," Josh said on the other hand.

She gripped so hard on the phone and looked out of the window and spoke, "No, now you are not. I didn't get you out of prison for you to get busy. Get your ass to work!"