THE EMERALD MISERY

5. The Unexpected.

Present day
Meredith

Nolan's lifeless body was laying on the concrete floor.
The screams of Mrs. Allen filled the room. Damon stood there by his mother, calming her down. The room was filled with people from our company.
Nolan's face was covered in blood, his head was covered in dried blood as if he fell from somewhere high and was stiff already.
"He was just a kid, very tragic, a young soul. How old was he again?" My mother hissed with a crooked grin in her face.
"17" I answerd while thinking of a few dozen ways of killing this woman.
I went to Damon and his mother.
"Go away, don't come near us, you fucking witch, cursed family, you're cursed" She yelled at me, and gave me a disgusted look. Tears stung my eyes. What did I do? I thought to myself.
Damon pulled me aside by my shoulders. He cornered me near the stairs. I had a hell lot of questions.
"What happened Damon?" I looked at him dead in his eyes.
"Kai and Estella" no.no.no.no.no.no.no.no
"Did they do this?" I was going to throw up at any moment now.

Kai and Estella never had a good reputation neither in their school nor in any of the cooperatives. Kai was bailed out of prison thrice by our beloved mother for attempt to murder and severe assault cases. Estella had a history of physical and verbal assault. She pushed one of our staffs from the 4th floor and damaged her lowed body. They enjoyed picking on Nolan, calling him names, bullying him for being poor and calling him an orphan. Fucking irony. Kai is adopted. He didn't know that of course.

"They were bullying him beacuse he ratted them out to your father, he saw them stealing money from his wallet. He praised Nolan for his honesty. Your siblings couldn't digest it"
Right now I'm agreeing with Mrs. Nolan.
"They were in Kai's room when it happened, Estella pushed him from his balcony, he fell and--
His sobs stopped him from saying the next words.

He was called by one of our guards for the funeral procession. I was left alone again.
In the hollow space of my own demons, eating me.

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I went back home, just to see those fuckers enjoying their fucking meal after ending someone's life.
My body burned with hot rage.
I was standing near the doorframe when Estella noticed me.
"You look upset" she said that with with a grin on her face. Oh I would love to wipe that grin off of her face with my fucking gun when I shove it down her fucking throat.
"Go cry about it, bitch" Kai joined. That dickhead juvenile.
I picked up my gun, loaded it with the bullet in the drawer and pulled the trigger at them.
"Meredith, what are you doing?"
Kai was visibly scared.
Estella's grin finally wiped.
"I pulled the trigger, I have to shoot it somewhere" now the grin was on my face.
I went close to them and put the gun on Kai's head then slowly took it to Estellas.
They wimpered like little stray cats without food and shelter.
I loved it.
I loved the shadow of fear in their eyes. I wanted to shoot them and Kill them that very moment.

Shoot them in the head..
Kill these fuckers..
They are murderers..
They don't deserve to live..
Kill Meredith...Kill them...Shoot them..
Taste their blood...feel them in your hand..

The voices are here again and for the first time ever. I like what they're saying.

I shoot.

The mirror behind them breaks into millions of little pieces.

My Father rushes in to the sound of the bullet.
"What have you done?" His voice, no sign of guilt, or remorse or humility.
"Kai and Estella, your precious children. Killed Nolan Allen." I hissed back. With all my power for holding back my tears.
"I know I know, unfortunate events, the soul is gone, nothing can be done about it"
He said without giving any importance to the subject.

This family really is fucked up.

I was quiet but I wasn't blind. I could look through them, all of them. Murderers. All of them are.
My mother, my brother, my sister and my father was no less.

I had to get fresh air.

I took out the cigarette to have a puff.
While I wanted fresh air.
My life is filled with fucking ironies.

"You should get dressed, love, we have a date" This motherfucker will never leave me alone will he.

"I can't go to the date, I have to attend Nolan's funeral." For whatever reason. I wouldn't have gone on a date with him ever, periodt.

"Don't cry because of an orphan boy, he's dead, you're alive, we could enjoy the day and we could dance the night and you could give me a taste of how you feel when I touch you"
He still had that smirk when he checked me out while I was remorsing on the death of a kid with my ciggerate and this fucker decided to flirt with me with those old ass lines.
"Love, I would love to go with you but you know, you won't be able to sit after that let alone get a taste of me" I said with a very flirty voice.
"Why? What?" He genuinely seemed confused.
I shoved my half smoked cigarette in his Adam's apple and kicked him in the balls with my knees as he yelled at me.
"Stupid bitch, what the fuck, you whore, you will regret this. I will never marry you, you slut." He growled in pain.
As If i cared for him to not marry him. It's a win win for me.

I left for my room

"You're late, where were you?" Said my uncle with his very deep voice. Its almost scary.
"When did you come back" I was happy to see him but he looked very serious, it was better for my excitement to come out later.

His eyes darkened when he looked me in the eyes.
He left a small sigh.
"Sit Meredith, I have something to show you"

I went to him and sat beside him and he gave me a file, with my birth record and a lot of paperworks which a assume were of property and shit. But I wasn't given any property.
That's when I noticed, my mother's name wasn't Michelle Winston or my father's name wasn't Louise Winston.

It was Amelia Matthew and Alexis Matthew