Energy Never Dies

Chapter Nine: R For Revenge

The picture of Rachel McAdams is meant to represent that evil bitch Veronica!

TANAYA POV

I thought it was the grace of God. But surprisingly enough, it was Sabti's mercy. I didn't learn my lesson before, but I'm glad to be alive now! I was in a hospital bed, recovering from one of the 28 neck surgeries. It was so surreal, like a out-of-body experience with strings attached or something!

IN HEAVEN...

Me: I'm dead!

Sabti: Yeah, I would say that I like you this way but taking your life isn't as rewarding as I thought it would be. Plus, I think you deserve another chance.

Me: I-I-I don't understand. Are, are you going to let me.....live again!?

Sabti rolled her eyes.

Sabti: Yes. If I let you live, will you learn your lesson?

Me (sobbing): Yes. I'm sorry, I am! 

Sabti: Stop crying and be grateful. When you wake up, let them know what's up. You've been granted mercy but they won't! I better take you back before Bludworth puts you in the icebox again! C'mon. 

She helped me wipe my tears and held on to me. Sabti was about to let me go, but not before whispering in my ear.

Sabti: Don't make me regret this!

Before I know it, she was pushing me from the skies, back down to earth and I was back in my body again. 

BACK ON EARTH....

I woke up and was surrounded by Trey, Chris, Ocelean, Tenese, and William Bludworth, a coroner.

Trey: Baby?

Me: I-I-I'm alive!

Trey: How?

Me: Thank you William, for bringing me back here. 

William: No problem. Sabti did this to you, didn't she?

Me: She did.

I started to cry....I hated her for doing this to me, but I was glad because I got a second chance at life!

Me: She said that killing me the first time wasn't as rewarding as she originally thought it was, plus she needed me to....

William: To do what?

Me: To pass on a message that I've been granted mercy, but they won't.

William: They?

Trey: It is real.

Me: I'm so sorry.

If you don't believe in living twice, take a look at me...I'm living proof!

VERONICA POV

Hello! I'm Veronica Browning. You may know me as the "mastermind" of the Birthday Rape back in May 1989. Before that, I had it all. I came from a well-to-do family. My mother had a successful printing press and my father was in the oil business. Sabti and I had been best friends since preschool and we did everything together. We had our first periods, graduated high school, and even thrived in our first year of college together. She came from a poor, dysfunctional family and I was trying to show her a different way of life. I admit that I plagiarized a paper and tried to ask Sabti to lie for me, but she wanted to be a goody-goody and ratted me out. I lost my scholarship and everything! So naturally, I wanted revenge. Anyone who says different is a fucking liar; you'd do the exact same thing if you were in my shoes. Sabti fucked up my future, so I fucked up hers. I was sentenced to 45 years but was paroled after 16. 

Sabti died in a car crash a few months ago and while the world was acting like it was such a tragedy, I was glad the bitch was dead. She had it coming; I'm living and she isn't! However, I along with the others who were charged with the rape, filed for a portion of Sabti's estate once we were all let out. She ruined our lives and we want financial compensation for it. Hell, all the time we spent behind bars entitles us to it. 

Since I got out of prison in 2008, I had to live with my parents in Rhode Island. I went from riches to rags and Sabti got famous, robbing me of the life I once had! I had to work these shitty jobs like everyone else and it wasn't fair! Now, I'm working my way back to the top as a lead correspondent for Story Scoop, a radio show with all your entertainment and multimedia gossip and needs. I live in a one-bedroom apartment in San Francisco with my husband, Derek DeGrate. He's the brother of Sabti's ex-husband Donald aka DeVante Swing. We met when he was visiting his cousin who was my cellmate in prison. We've been married since 2010 and I love him so very much.

I was picking up Chinese take-out and was pulling out of the parking lot. My brakes have giving me the flux lately. I had pressed the gas..and almost like a force had jerked my foot faster. For ten minutes, I was wrestling with the car to drive right. I had managed to pull out of the lot half-way when a jet black Lamborghini blocked my way out. 

Me: Hey asshole, what are you doing?

Chris: Veronica?

Me: Yeah, that's me. Do I know you?

Chris:  No, but me and my people know that you're in danger.

Me: What are you talking about?

Chris: Have your brakes been giving you problems?

Me: Yeah, how did you know!?

He didn't answer me, just pulled out his cell phone and begins calling up people. 

Me: You wanna tell me what's going on?

Before he can speak a word, the car mysteriously goes into drive and goes towards me. I screamed, but I couldn't run because my legs weren't moving. Chris pushed me out of the way and we were safe on the ground. I ran to see my car flipped over. 

Me:  What the fuck was---

Chris: You aren't safe! C'mon, I gotta get you somewhere before Sabti tries to kill you again!

Me: I'm not going anywhere with you!

Chris: Did you see the car just now? Unless you wanna look like, you better get in the passenger side and let me explain to you what's up!

I sighed and rushed to his car. 

What did he mean by Sabti killing me?