UNENDING LOVE
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Last published Tue, Jan 14, 2020
I let him in, shutting the cold winter wind outside the door. Ron took off his coat and placed it on the coat hanger.
He sat in one of the black sofas and I sat across from him.
"Ron, I'm so glad that you could come over. Despite the fact that you have really helped me, you have also been the closest thing I have had to family in a long while," I said, as nicely as I could manage.
"Glad to hear it kid. You seem to be doing well since the deaths."
"I survive," I murmured quietly, hoping my facade would not slip away.
Later, we were seated at the dining table, enjoying the food I had prepared.
"This food is amazing!" he exclaimed.
"Thanks," I replied curtly, watching him in anticipation. I noticed Ron's head begin to fall forward occasionally in a drowsy manner.
"Ron, are you okay?" I asked trying to sound concerned.
He mumbled some gibberish before he collapsed onto the floor.
I got up and walked around to where he was.
"Pay back has began, bastard," I hissed at his body as I let a satisfactory grin play across my face.
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My name is Sabrina Miles but to everyone I am Tiana Dawns. I have one mission. To revenge the people who destroyed my life and quench the anger in my heart.
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Due to my infuriated state, I drove like a mad man and almost got into trouble with the authorities. Fortunately I solely got a slap on the wrist, perhaps the cop that had me pull over was having a great day. Instead of going home, I drove past my house, and headed straight to the bar. The intention was to drink my problems and the rage brewing inside of me away, but I actually fought and annihilated the demons that tempted me to drink alcohol again. I got home late, and peculiarly I wasn't famished but my wife had cooked so I felt compelled to eat. "Is your hands not working or something?" She asked, after I ate and left the plate on the sink. "You want me to work them on you?" I asked, headlessly. "No stupid. I want you to wash your plate after eating." She gritted her teeth, folding her cute hands into fists and if I wasn't so mad at her I would've found it stimulating. "I have a wife for a reason. She's able and willing." "Bullshit!" She sneered. "I'm assuming the plate is still dirty then?" "No." She lowered her voice. "So what is your fucking problem?" I asked, firmly. "My problem is you having shit to say to me yet choosing not to say it." she crossed her amrs, her gorgeous face painted with anticipation. That's when it dawned on me that my wife was gorgeous to me, no matter what state I was in. Literally and figuratively. "Fine." I took slow steps towards her. "I don't know if you've noticed but I don't have anybody. My dad is a dick with herpes, my best friend is a dick intoxicated idiot, and I cut my brother off. I guess I may have been a dick too to a certain extent. My point is that you're my only ally and I can't afford to have you as a weak link." I concluded sternly, and tears started streaming down her face, making me want to take a steel knife and shove it in my chest.Complete
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" ofcos I did... I died remember? You really need to catch up on all this Ella..... Anyways i got his custody and ronald made sure the jury checked up on his school attendance and that meant he had to go to schoo....the problem with going to school was that ronald had his men follow him everywhere... And every time he came home they attacked. Thats why we moved to this warehouse because its on government land ronald wont attack he doesn't want his good name tarnished with relation with the mafia yet.... According to the public he's a man of honour and commands respect and having relations with the mafia would definitely... ' "... Ruin his good reputation", briella interrupted. "exactly," i replied. " so.... Continue am actually enjoying this ", she replied and i just glared at her. "i want to apologise to you Colton for never telling you the truth... I never really lnew the ryt time to ever tell you that i am not your blood mother.... I came to love you as my own and adored you like the son i never had...", i broke down in sobs and Colton took me into his arms to comfort me. " its okay momma you know I'll always love you.. You're literally the mother i never had.. " he whispered in a husky voice. " waot wait... Wait a damn minite.... I know y'all are having a minute and all but there's something y'all aren't explaining," ella interrupted and i wanted to spank her for that so bad! Brat! Oh oh she's my kid But damn she got nerves! "which is?" i asled glaring at her "where does Brianna come in in all this?" she asked curiousity written in her eyes. That she failed to see the pained expression in my eyes. " its okay momma you don't have to tell I've got this one for you..." colton soothed. "its okay guys you really dont have to ans..." 'ronald raped her......Complete
Due to my infuriated state, I drove like a mad man and almost got into trouble with the authorities. Fortunately I solely got a slap on the wrist, perhaps the cop that had me pull over was having a great day. Instead of going home, I drove past my house, and headed straight to the bar. The intention was to drink my problems and the rage brewing inside of me away, but I actually fought and annihilated the demons that tempted me to drink alcohol again. I got home late, and peculiarly I wasn't famished but my wife had cooked so I felt compelled to eat. "Is your hands not working or something?" She asked, after I ate and left the plate on the sink. "You want me to work them on you?" I asked, headlessly. "No stupid. I want you to wash your plate after eating." She gritted her teeth, folding her cute hands into fists and if I wasn't so mad at her I would've found it stimulating. "I have a wife for a reason. She's able and willing." "Bullshit!" She sneered. "I'm assuming the plate is still dirty then?" "No." She lowered her voice. "So what is your fucking problem?" I asked, firmly. "My problem is you having shit to say to me yet choosing not to say it." she crossed her amrs, her gorgeous face painted with anticipation. That's when it dawned on me that my wife was gorgeous to me, no matter what state I was in. Literally and figuratively. "Fine." I took slow steps towards her. "I don't know if you've noticed but I don't have anybody. My dad is a dick with herpes, my best friend is a dick intoxicated idiot, and I cut my brother off. I guess I may have been a dick too to a certain extent. My point is that you're my only ally and I can't afford to have you as a weak link." I concluded sternly, and tears started streaming down her face, making me want to take a steel knife and shove it in my chest.
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