Sweet Vengeance

Chapter 12- Cat with Nine Lives

He was walking briskly, not talking to me. I can sense his coldness upon me. I caught up with him, but he was too fast. It was not my fault! In the first place, I told him to turn around but he didn't. I just change my clothes right?

I giggled silently. Then he paused, looking back at me. His eyes were like a dagger.

"Walk fast," he commanded. He was probably mad at me. I hissed and walked faster. Such a domineering man! I feel sorry for the woman that he will marry someday.

He suddenly stopped and I bumped into his back. He gazed at me with irritation.

I noticed an elevator in front of us. He went inside and gesture me to do so. He didn't say anything. I didn't know where will be going, but I somehow trust him slightly.

The elevator stops and we went out. My mouth gaped open to the collection of cars and motorcycles he had. From the luxury car, motorcycles, sports car and even a monster car. He had every shade of colour, even pink.

He stopped at the blazer red Lambhorgini and get the key in his pocket. I don't really know a car, but I know that Lambhorghini is an expensive sports car.

He opened the passenger seat for me.

"Inside," he ordered. I glared at him, what did he think of me? A dog? No, maybe a cat!

"Thank you, Sir," I said sounding sarcastic. He doesn't even react.

He went to a driver seat and there was deafening silence between us. He started the engine, I gripped hard at my car seat as he accelerated it.

We were flying on the road and my stomach wrenched because of the speed we had. My head felt dizzy and I massaged my temples. He slows down when he noticed me doing that.

"Are you okay?" he finally spoke without taking his eyes on the road.

"I feel like I'm gonna puke," I replied. His eyes widen a little and stop his car at the side of the alley.

"Don't puke on my baby," he warned. I rolled my eyes. Boys and their toys.

I went outside the moment I felt that I'm gonna vomit. I felt my stomach turned upside. I bent down and throw up all that I ate.

Fitzgerald walked behind me. He held my hair up and patted my back.

"You are a walking trouble," he said irritatedly. I gazed at him and he was still holding my hair. He gave me a handkerchief and I wipe it to my mouth.

"And who's fault was that? You drive so fast as if you're alone," I argued. He was being harsh to me again.

"I always drive fast," he snorted. My blood boiled in irritation.

"Fast your mouth!" I hissed. Why can't he say sorry? Then a couple passed us by.

"Lover's quarrel," whispered the man to his girlfriend.

"We're not lovers!" we said in unison.

I glared at him and walked away. I cannot take his domineering, bipolar attitude anymore! He followed me and grabbed my hand.

"Where are you going wild cat?!" he stopped me. I gave him a tiger look and he removed his hand. Better not to mess with me!

"Women are so difficult to understand," he sighed.

"Men are full of pride!" I raged and leave him.

I walked in a dark alley that was a shortcut to my apartment. A dim flickering light from a post illuminated the place. Walls were painted with black and some curse words like f*ck, b*tch, pussy dolls were graffitied. Vandalism was evident.

As I walked further, a stinky smell of the garbage-filled my nostrils that made me want to puke again. I shook in disgust and pinch my nose trying to breathe into my mouth. I regret that I chose this way but I don't have money and it was the fastest path I could take.

The cold breeze of the wind brush against my skin that made my small hair erect. Rats were moving in the corner and I walked briskly trying to avoid the disgusting creatures.

I continued moving forward but then I stopped when I notice something bad. Shadows on the edge made me jumped in surprise. My body froze as I realized that two men were blocking my way.

They were both wearing a black bonnet with a sinister smile on their faces. One man was smaller than me. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt and he has a moustache that made him look like an old man. The other one was tall about Fitzgerald height, but he was kind of chubby. He was wearing a black hoody jacket with a picture of a middle finger on it.

Too bad, I didn't bring my big glock. I'm defenceless and my pulse was throbbing hard as they approaching nearer. I can take down the small man, but I was hesitant with the tall man.

"Hey beautiful lady," the small man said maliciously, checking at me from head to toes, then back to my face. I gulped down and calmed myself.

"Come with us and let's have some fun," said the other one. My heart was hammering but I kept myself collected. I must think something to escape them.

I smiled at them and nodded like an innocent little girl. But then, I paused and look behind them, widening my eyes.

"What is that?" I said. They looked back and I ran as fast as I can. The small man easily gets over me and grabbed me, but I bite his hand and knee him in his groin. He bent in pain and I charged him with another kicked to his nose. His nose bleeds.

Then I dashed forward. The tall man was behind me, roaring with anger. My knees trembling with tiredness as I ran through my limit. My lung filled with air. Sweats trickled to my face and body. I gritted my teeth with anger and fear. I cannot die here, not yet.

Then my eyes lit up when I saw a man. He was wearing a black shirt and black cap. He looks like Fitzgerald but his dirty blonde hair says it's not him. I ran to him and stumbled down. I held his arm for support while I was breathing hard. I don't know if he will help me, but I'm praying that he will.

"Help!"I whispered between my breath.

"Niñita?" My eyes widen with recognition.

"Adrian?" I asked in confirmation but before he can reply the tall man was in front of us, smiling devilishly at me.

"Give me that woman!" he thundered to Adrian that gave my heart a strong thud. Adrian went in front of me.

"If I don't?" he asked mockingly.

"Then I will kill you!" the man pulled a gun and my eyes widen in terror.

"Okay, you can have her," He held both hands up and surrendered.

My mind went blank and confusion flooded me. He looked back at me and winked. I calmed myself upon comprehension. He has a plan and I should trust him.

The man walked towards me with lustful eyes. He grabbed my hand but in a flash Adrian sprawled the man and now lying on the ground. I blinked and the man struggling for his life but Adrian choked him with full strength. He jabbed him next to the face when the man stopped moving.

"You filthy bastard!" I kicked the man on the stomach and he grumbled in pain.

More men approaching and I looked at Adrian.

"Let's go, Bella!" Adrian pulled my hand and we shuffled to a secret passageway.

It was a small way that only one person can get in. It was dark and Adrian was holding my hand, guiding me in which direction we will take. Hard surface scraped to my legs. After a long time of struggling in the dark, my eyes adjusted and I can see him. For a second I thought he was Fitzgerald. The resemblance was distinct but I throw off that thought when I saw rays of light twinkled on our way. We went out on the main street and I breathe in comfort.

"Thank you, Adrian," I said gleefully, embracing him. Thank goodness! I'm alive! Maybe Fitzgerald was right, I'm a cat with nine lives after all.

~End of Chapter 12~

It's an early update again.Thank you for reading guys.