A Plan For Revenge, Or To Fall In Love?

CHAPTER 5.

My Mama.

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8th April 2015

Emily's P.O.V

What do you do when you find a girl at two in the morning, in really weird clothes, infront of your house. Crying?

Obviously you would take her inside. And ask her what's wrong. 

But what if she tries to kill you?

Yup I screamed.

Turned out that she was Susan.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Here to give you the spare key of his house.” she winked.

“Oh.My.God. You got it?! How?” I partially screamed.

“Calm down Missy. Your plan about Joey was dang! Plus that bathroom work is done...” I cut her off as I said,

“You sure?” I'm so happy. I love her.

“Yup, You would want to go at his house when he's bathing. He won't come out.” She winked again.

“I'm speechless, I love you Susan!” I hugged her as she giggled.

“Time to get revenge Emily, . Plus what he did with you after your mom died was beyond...”

“Okay, Susan. I really don't want to hear it. I mean let it be. I'll go to his house tomorrow though.” I companied her towards the door.

“Yeah, I hope no one saw me here.”

“Trust me, no one knows where I live. Except you of course.” I laughed.

“K bye, sorry for scaring you! A Muslim friend gave me that burqah.” She said as I closed the door laughing.
Burqah? Impressive.

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I ran towards the old building, screaming for mom. Where is she? I got this letter from an old man which said that she was here and I have to go alone or she'll die.

My heart was beating fast. I was scared. Not from the area, but for mom. Why was she here? Who took her?

I got inside from a really small door at the back of the building.

The last thing I heard before seeing my mom was a really loud sound. Like someone opened a really heavy cupboard. And she fell.

“MOM!” I screamed as she fell from that cupboard-ish box that was really up. It was a thirteenth story building. Her body hit the floor as my heart stopped.

I saw her hand first then the red rose I gave her this morning was on her clothes. There was a cloth in her mouth. I saw the mark on her head. The blood.

Someone threw my mama off the building. 

Then I saw her face, life less.