CHAPTER NINE Rodney hated his father more than he had ever hated anyone. As he got into the car, he thought of turning around and grabbing a gun from one of the guards and using it to hit his arrogant father’s head. The man got into a black Rolls Royce maintaining a smug look on his face. Rodney grimaced as he was forced into another car. He glared at the two guards who got into the car with him. As the car drove away from the neighbourhood, Rodney’s anger grew. His hate for Alberto was growing each passing minute was growing and he did not know if he could trust himself around his father anymore. He tried to calm himself down, telling himself that trying to kill Alberto was the most stupid thing he could think of. Alberto would kill him. Soon, they reached a shady looking uncompleted house in a secluded area. Rodney’s eyebrows furrowed when the two cars drove right into the garage. “Where is this place?” he asked, panic gripping him. The men in the car with him stayed silent as
Rodney watched Rodrigo come to a stop a few metres away from him. At any other time, he would have felt intimidated but that time he was too angry to care.“I’m sorry about the vase but I had no idea it belonged to your grandmother. I just want to know where my mother is. I need to see her.”Rodrigo slapped him across the face. Rodney lifted his hand to retaliate but Rodrigo grabbed it and tried to twist it. Summoning all the energy he had, Rodney pulled his hand from his half-brother’s tight grip. “So what? Little Roddy wants to see his mommy, and now everyone had to look for poor Roddy’s mommy,” Rodrigo spoke in a fake girly accent. Listen here little boy, just because you can’t find your mother does not mean you should throw tantrums like a two year old.”“I’m sorry I was wrong. Can someone tell me where she is?”Rodrigo shook his head. “First you are going to pick up all the little pieces of that vase and put them back together.”Rodney glanced at the scattered fragments. Some of
The friends continued until they reached the bench and sat down. “I’m sorry I came with her,” Harvey said. “We thought she was really concerned about you. She told me she wanted to check on you and I stupidly fell for it.” “Don’t fret over it. I have been letting her have so much power over me for many years. Maybe it is time for me to forget about her.” “Yes brother. You need to let Kali go. She will never be yours. She is not even the type of girl you need in your life. She hops from one man to another. I thought she at least cared for you as a friend but today she has proved me wrong. There is no need for you to have her in your life.” Rodney nodded. “I know. I don’t know why my heart won’t let go of her. I keep hoping that she will change one day and fall in love with me again. I don’t want to keep living like this, and yet she still continues to hold my heart. For the last few days, I haven’t thought of her a lot but now it will take a while for me to forget about her.” “Fo
Rodney’s heart was beating fast as he drew closer to Lilliana’s room. He didn’t know if it was open or closed. When he reached the door, he looked around before reaching out to touch the door knob. He twisted before pushing. Rodney froze when it actually moved. He had not expected it. Glancing at the hallway again, he entered and quickly closed the door. Once inside, he locked it. Save for the colours, the bedroom was almost identical to his. It had a more feminine touch, the theme being purple. Because of the beautifully done interior décor, it looked and smelled so much better than his. Rodney inhaled the beautiful scent and went towards the table. A drawer was open. Rodney saw several boxes and pieces of jewellery. He lifted a necklace with a stone on it. Having lived in the ghetto with no idea of what different gem stones looked like, Rodney couldn’t tell what stone it was. He removed a shiny looking box and placed it on the table. Opening it, he saw an exquisite looking pair
The car moved over a smooth road. At first, they could barely hear anything other than the sound of other cars. With time, they started hearing a variety of sounds; cars, people, and several other things. The car finally stopped and the person it in stepped out. “Should we get out now?” Sara asked. “I’m tired of being cramped in here.” “It’s almost as if you prefer to enjoy life at the mansion at the expense of your son,” Rodney shot back. The stayed put for a while. The person had not made any utterance so they had no idea who it was. After waiting for about five minutes, Rodney felt sure the person was now far away from the car. “I think we should go,” Rodney said. “Are you sure about this?” his mother asked. His heart was pounding hard against his heart and his body was shaking hard. He lifted his hand and pushed the door open. Slowly, he looked out and noticed they were in a quiet parking lot. The van was surrounded by a number of empty cars. Slowly, he stepped out. Standi
“Somebody call an ambulance,” he said as he knelt and held his mother’s head. Turning his head, he saw Alberto putting his gun back in the pocket. Everyone else was just watching. “Mother stay with me,” Rodney said as he pulled out the small phone Harvey had given him and started to dial. Suddenly, the phone was ripped out of his hands by a guard. Tears were running down his eyes. “I need to call the police. Can’t you see? My mother is dying.” “S- s-son,” his mother said weakly. “I’m,” she breathed heavily. “I’m sorry for-“ “No mom, there’s nothing to be sorry for. Give me my phone.” Rodney could see life moving out of his mother as she grew weaker and weaker in his arms. Tears were rolling down. He sobbed loudly as one of the guards pulled him away from his dying mother. Rodney struggled against the guard in vain as he was so much weaker than the big muscled man. He saw his mother’s head fall limply to the side. Rodney couldn’t stop yelling as he was dragged around the house and
“Where is my mother?” Rodney asked.“Dead, as you will be if you continue to pester me.” Alberto Roco said, shamelessly. He walked around the room with his large hands in his pockets. He was a very tall and handsome man but in that moment, Rodney could only see a monster.“You are a sick man, Alberto Roco. You have me here already. What was the point in killing my mother?”“You are a man now, stop crying like a little baby. You need to start being more like your brother Rodrigo. Grow some balls.”“How can you be so heartless? My mother just died but you still keep taunting me. You have taken the most precious thing in my life, and you’re about to take more. You are a monster.”Alberto sighed. “Ahh whatever. I only came here to inform you that the results came out well. We are a match, son. We will be doing the final round of tests very soon.”“Go to hell.”“Alright,” Alberto said and marched out of the room. Rodney paced around not knowing what to do in the bare basement. The door sud
Andrew dropped Rodney on the bed and walked out immediately. Rodney heard the key turning in the lock as he sunk into an unconscious state. He could feel his brain shutting down and the anguish in his heart. The world soon morphed into darkness as he lost consciousness. When he came to, after sometime, Rodney weakly looked around the room. It was pitch black, the only light being that which came to from the lights outside. His body was weak and he couldn’t even lift a finger. He was just lying there, staring listlessly at the ceiling when the door opened and Kara, the chef’s assistant walked in with a tray full of delicious food. She used one hand to turn on the lights forcing Rodney to shut his eyes. He opened them in bits so they could adjust to the bright light. When he fully opened them, he saw Kara setting the food on the table. One of Alberto’s men was standing at the door with a pistol in his hand. “You turned us in,” Rodney accused. “Your actions led to the death of my moth