Revenge | [discontinued]

Chapter 13

The worst things in life come free to us. #EdSheeran

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Thirteen

Stella's POV

Meet me tonight at your school at 7 if you want your mother to be safe.

Can't my life just get worse by now? I don't know why does my mother have to be kidnapped for God knows what reason. I just... I don't know why does it have to be my mother. What might she have done to anyone? What's her problem though? What's the point of this kidnapper threating me? And.. Why school? A lot of questions exploding in my head like a crazy bomb and that's even crazier because none of them have answers. Or at least, now.

My mind races frantically, thinking about every possibility that might be the reason why the kidnapper kidnapped my mother. But the more I think about what could be the reason of this case, the more I feel clueless. I can't even find a plausible reason that can be related to my questions, and this makes me beyond terrified and panic at the same time. Should I come to school? I mean, what if this kidnapper just wants to trap me and uses my mother as the bait? It's really possible, isn't it?

No Stella. She's in danger. You have to save her. A voice in my head says all of a sudden, and I agree with my voice this time. I can't just come to an assumption that the kidnapper is trying to trap me or whatsoever. I don't know what the kidnapper is doing out there to my mother, and I can't expect he/she to do something nice to her.

The thought of the kidnapper doing something outrageously dreadful to my mother just make me want to puke. For holy goddamn sakes, why can't I live in independence for at least one day?

After speculating with my own thoughts for what feels like forever, I quit the chaotic room like a helpless five years old kid who has no clue of what happening on their surroundings. It's still like five in the evening, and I simply have no idea on how to spend the next two hours without making it extremely tedious. Although I'm eager to come to school earlier than I should, I just can't do it because that would make a huge suspicion for the kidnapper and it would also possibly lead my mother into a huge total disaster.

No no no, I can't let that happen.

After thinking whether to go to school by now or not, I finally choose to look for the fresh evening air because I need some freshness and a distraction from this tiresome thoughts. It can't be that bad after all, can it?

I start stepping on the edge of the street absent-mindedly. I must be look like an awfully idiot girl. Right after earning the fresh air that I actually need the most as my distraction, I feel like some weight have been lifted up from my shoulders. Not all, but some. And it makes me breathing way more calmly than before.

Yeah, the power of air.

"Say it once again and I'll definitely chop your fucking dick off!" someone cries the inappropriate words out loudly, causing it to totally break up the quiet surroundings and snap me out of my thoughts. I look around to find the source of the voice, and my sight immediately falls at two boys who seem to get in a seemingly heavy fracas. The first one sits on top of another lad's stomach with its sleeve of his jacket being rolled up until elbows which shows off half of his muscled arms, and grips the collar shirt of this another boy tightly as he connects his fist to the another boy's jaw hardly. Both of their faces have got a lot of bruises in a gruesome way thus it's kind of hard for me to recognize who they are. Before I can register what I'm truly doing to my head, my feet have brought me closer to them. I know this actually is none of my goddamn business, but seeing people in a fight is just unbearable to me. I'm not trying to act like a superhero and all but they could've killed each other if the fight keeps being continued.