So what happens after I started having this mindset of one day leading a parade?
You will about to know because the next things to happen are truly unforgettable.
Unforgivable.
"Ladies and gentleman we are now live in front of the white house for President Dylan Scott called for an emergency worldwide address".
7.6 Billion watching all over the world that day.. on his unexpected urgency the atmosphere started changing the time our worlds collide, well not just yet but the route is one. I'm closing in to knowing the truth in such a surprising manner.
I was watching the address of the president with Riley and Vivoree, when a group of anonymous on the second time come kicking our door and started spraying this sleeping like smoke in our faces. I tried to fought back but I am already seeing stars.
I saw Vivoree trying to fight for me but she got slept in minutes before me.
....
It's dark out I can still remember the moment I started opening my eyes. I was covered with black cloth that I couldn't barely breathe. I am tied up in a chair and all I can hear is me trying to reach for help if only they could hear my voice in duct tape.
Until, someone pulled out the black cloth and saw these group of people and shockingly her.
"Michigan!" I shouted as she is also tied up in the chair with sweat covering her face and all tired up until she heard my voice.
"Jordan?" she called as she repeatedly apologizing after.
It was weird that she is sorry because I never had a fight with her so I played deaf and told her that we are getting out in this abandoned house near the lake.
But my most awaited nightmare tells me not so fast as I hear these five claps of a stab in the heart.
*CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*
"Well.. well.. well... it isn't there a little drama going on!" A voice of a familiar voice but a much rage type of him as he delivers his statement.
I cannot believe this. This can't be true. I shake my head with tears and anger overflowing me at the same time. Disbelief in my eyes the moment I saw him standing in front of me.
It's my mother's second husband , my step father and the President of this country.
Dylan "Faker" Scott.
"surprise" Dylan whispered to Jordan's ear as he chuckles in evily.
Telling me that he got me by the bate again.. and started confessing into the next minutes.
"you seemed to be easy Jordan, it's truly sad that someone you trust is someone who can still abandoned you like trash and be ghosted. I felt sorry for you, I truly am."
I couldn't understand what he is saying that there is still one more person whom I really trust that get to be lying all the time. For he revealed that it is a she.
I was trying to think of Vivoree for she is also part of the police industry as a student , what if she serve to spy on me? To be friend to stick around? But I think she couldn't because she save me not just one , two or even tried thrice.
Then I got stopped I started to realize his games.
"no.. no.. this is not happening.." Jordan backs his head a little with disbelief.
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Before We March
Misterio / SuspensoMarching Bands and Parades are supposed to be fun but sometimes it turns to be a weapon for each and every voices. Just like Jordan Paul Jr. a man whom seems to live up to his father and dreamt of seeing a parade that would start to tremble his worl...