|Knocked Down|

CHAPTER 2

Thank god. After the little act pulled by the bitch and jackass today, I didn't see much of them and I didn’t want to.

I move to the parking lot towards my Tesla Model S which I got as a birthday gift. I saw two familiar faces making out in front of my car. I felt sick and quickly walked toward my baby.

“You two lovesick teens, get a room and spare my car”

''Well, well, well. Derry, look at who is intruding our special moment “ Fermiga purred into his ears. I nearly gagged.

The jackass shrugged and walked away, pulling her with him without causing a scene.

“Dereck Williamson,” a voice said behind me.

I turned around and saw a girl around my age with a similar height. I offered her a ‘so what?’ look to which she retorted with a shrug.

“His name is Dereck Williamson and the blonde  with him is-”

“Fermiga Shawts, I know that bitch,'' I made a reply to the girl in front me.

''Why did you confide me their names?” I didn't know her name.

Realising, this she introduced herself, ''Sophia Sheewat ''

I was confused that sounded so familiar.

“Don't give that look. I’m the daughter of Rutherford Sheewat, who I’m sure you believed is the principal of Rawol Hecosta High.”

''The one and only '' I beamed at her, grinning.

”Why aren't you with that group? You could have fun with them,” I said to her amused. I guess they had a hierarchy system going on.

She smirked as guilt and anger flickered in her eyes “They are not my friends Veronica and they will never be.” She turned back and walked away. Strange.

I reached home at around 5 pm and was greeted by my father, Tiago Empire. He was my first love and my world after that tragedy 10 years ago.

''Ron my, child how was the first day at school?'' My dad inquired.

Without contemplating today's events, I responded, “It was a great, dad.”

He was my only happiness as I was his. He had told me that Diana Empire and Sarah, his wife and 6-year-old daughter died in the bomb blast in New York when they went for a business outing. It was considered a terrorist attack against the aristocrats.

I sighed and settled beside him, giving him a hug. With a big chuckle, he asked “Ron? What is it? you look upset. Is something worrying you?”

”No, dad just feeling-“

“Nostalgic?” I nodded and instantly my eyes were restored with tears.

*10 years ago*

That day when the bomb went off in the building, I woke up in a hospital and the last thing I remember was that I was alone and abandoned by my very own father. Vincent Abraham, the person whom I loved more than my mother. I got up from the hospital bed and crouched outside the wardroom. Then I saw a police officer stand up.

“Excuse me, sir is my father out there,” I pleaded in my 8-year-old voice.

”Sorry kid you were the only human we got from your room '' he informed me. What the hell? I remember seeing my father lying on the ground breathing heavily.

What was going here? I saw many people wailing and presumed they lost their loved ones.

My gazes got on to the man who was hunching at the front of the room. He had his fingers pressed against the bridge of his nose. When he perked up and locked eyes with mine, something sparked in them. It was like he was a magnet drawn to me as he started up strolling towards me.

He crouched down in front of me and stared me as if he hadn’t caught a glimpse of a human being his whole life. He thus whispered something that startled me,

“Sarah? Oh, my child, you look exactly like my little Sarah.” His eyes looked fallen.

”I'm sorry sir my name is Veronica Abraham” I replied innocently even though I was filled with confusion.

”Where are your parents dear?” he asked me.

“I don't know sir,” I replied honestly.

He then hugged me. At first, I felt very uncomfortable but then he did something that my father used to do when I was sad. He grabbed my tiny hand in his big ones and arranged them on his chest. I could feel his heartbeat rhythmically and it was the same feeling when my dad did the same. He does it similarly, hugging me tightly.

Again a police officer appeared and said, “You little animal what will I do with you now- Oh Sir-r” he saw the man crouched down in front of me who was glaring at him.

”Don't you talk to her like that. Julius, please arrange the custody of Veronica Abraham I'm taking this child,” he announced.

The man who I guessed was Julius moved toward to us and said “Don't worry sir, go on along with Miss Veronica.” he smiled and sauntered away. Then the police officer also took off defeated.

”I’m Tiago Empire, Ron your lawful guardian.” He had already got me a nickname in such a short time. This man reminded me of my father. No, not my father- he abandoned me. He should be with me now but here Tiago Empire, a man I had just met, who was giving me the feeling of not being alone and new hope to live.

My new confidence and support was my father Tiago Empire.

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