HIS REVENGE IS STRONG BUT SO IS HIS NEED
Elias the cold hearted drug dealer with nothing but rage in his heart. He kills, tortures, and seeks nothing more than revenge. His goal as a child up until now is to take back what was his in the first place...
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The door to the bookstore dinged as a customer walked in, i lifted my head from my book, "Welcome to Book's galore and more! need any help?" my soft voice spoke to the woman and her child walking in.
She smiled and stated "No thank you!" with a soft nod. I checked my gold wristwatch my mother had given me which read the time as 7:15 pm, "We close in 15!" I said as her and her young son searched the children's section.
im so sleepy.
I got tons of sleep last night yet im still so exhausted, i think it's from pushing a large ton of books around on a metal trolly my boss had ordered all day.
It helps more than when i had to carry them from place to place, yet still so heavy.
"Just these, please." the pretty lady placed two children's books on the counter, "of course! it is buy one get one free today, so, your total rounds up to $5.00 please!" i smile largely.
She places the five dollar note in my hand and smiles with a thank you before heading to her car.
I pull an extra five dollar note out of my pocket and pay for the second book, which was not buy one get one free. but kindness speaks volumes, as mama would always say.
I miss her so dearly, but she would only ever want me to be happy. so i shake away my feelings and pull a smile on my face.
Time to lock up and head home for rest.
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I stepped into my quiet, and lonely home only to be greeted with my father and two large muscular men sitting on the couch in our sitting area.
"pa, you're home, since when?" I smiled cheerfully, I ran to hug him but the loud clearing of his throat rang out and i stopped in my tracks.
Pa, had been dealing with mama being gone in a different way like a completely different person way.
He used to be the most amazing father, we would cook together, stargaze, read, and design our own crafts growing up. he used to be home all the time.
Now he's always out on "business" whatever that includes for months at a time, drinking, and who knows what else.
But not only that he became.. cold and hurtful.
Yet im his daughter, and im still alive.
"Cut your shit Cecilia." he stood facing me, my heart tightened. "You are no use to me anymore, besides one last thing." he began, "I need to sell you off." my blood ran cold and my ears began to ring.
