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A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father Scared
The sound of fists pounding against flesh filled the air as the Rodrigo relentlessly attacked the Rodney. Rodney had been knocked to the ground. He tried to shield himself with his arms, but it was no use. Rodrigo who was fueled by anger and resentment, continued to pummel him without mercy.“Stop it, stop it!” Rodney cried out.But Rodrigo only sneered and continued his assault, landing blows to Rodney's face and stomach. The younger man tried to crawl away, but the older and stronger one grabbed him by the hair and yanked him back, raining more blows down upon him.Finally, Rodney managed to break free and got up to his feet, gasping for breath. He wanted to leave the room, tired of hearing Rodrigo’s mocking laughter following him.Suddenly, uncle Markos came into the room and delivered a strong punch to Rodrigo’s face. Rodrigo raised his hand to strike his uncle, but Markos held his hand. Rodrigo’s strength was nothing compared to his uncle’s.“What’s wrong with you, boy?” he asked
A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father Gone
Alberto was killed on his first day at the maximum prison. After his escape, he had been taken to a more secure prison where he could only dream of escaping. Unfortunately for him, that was where other notorious crimes were being held, including some notorious drug lords who had been his competitors. One of them was El Monstruo. He had been sold out by Alberto two years back and he had sworn to get his revenge. When Alberto was taken to the prison he was in, he managed to bribe a guard to lace Alberto’s food with drugs. When Alberto felt weak, he sneaked in and killed him. That was how a man who had always been so cautious went down.Rodney wasn’t happy when he heard the news. He wasn’t very sad, either. He had thought he’d be overjoyed when Alberto died but he didn’t feel so. He had never really thought Alberto needed to die. He just wanted him pay for his sins. Rodney was even a bit disappointed because he had hoped Alberto would be alive to witness his downfall. He had hoped Albert
A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father A happy family
Emilia’s crazy party was still ongoing when Rodney returned. He packed his things, said goodbye to his drunken sister and left her with a letter warning her to be more careful and less reckless. He told her she was welcome to contact him if she needed anything. Rodney arrived in New York and went straight to Harvey’s apartment where they reunited happily. The next day, he and Harvey went to check on the companies. He was relieved to find everything running smoothly. Harvey had achieved beyond expectations. Rodney had a feeling one of the contributors was Harvey’s happiness. Since he had moved his whole family to New York, he was much happier and less worried. Although Rodney was happy to see his friend, he couldn’t wait to see his own family.Four days later, he was on a plane heading to Europe with his little sister. Lyra was more excited than he was. She couldn’t wait to see Europe. They arrived at the small French town at 10 in the night. When they knocked on the house, Rodney’s h
A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father A Stranger
Rodney was tired of his horrible life, and he was going to end it. He couldn't bear the torment anymore as his life continued to spiral out of control. Whenever he thought it was about to get better, it became worse. He had been walking for seven minutes when the tallest apartment building came into view. It was long and run down, in one of the most dangerous parts of the neighbourhood. The building itself was a disaster waiting to happen given its inclined state. It was leaning to the right, but people still lived in it because rent was cheap and most of them had nowhere to go. Rodney glanced up, took a deep breath and entered the building. As he trudged upwards, he thought of his mother. He knew that she was going to be hurt, but he was sparing her extra expenses. He was tired of being hungry all the time, and lacking basic needs. He could barely sleep due to the crippling depression he battled. Soon, he reached the last floor. He could hear his heart pounding in his chest as he c
A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father A new home
Sometime later, Rodney’s eyes fluttered open after he regained consciousness. He immediately sat up and observed his surroundings. He was in an exquisite bedroom with grey walls. The expensive bed had a grey headboard and a soft mattress covered by a beautiful duvet. Next to it was a black bedside drawer with Rodney’s old phone and wallet on top. A few metres away from it was a dark brown couch with a pillow.Clearly this man was stinking rich. Rodney wished his mother had told him about the man earlier. Mother. Rodney shot out of bed when he thought of her. Putting on the sandals near the bed, he ran out of the room and walked into the hallway until he found a grand staircase.“Mother,” he shouted, not caring who would hear him.“Roddy,” his mother voice repeated from somewhere.Rodney’s heart relaxed when he heard her voice. It was like music to his ears. He saw his mother down and descended the stairs to meet her. They hugged each other.“Come with me to the living room,” she said
A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father A beautiful woman
The smell of delicious food reached Rodney and his stomach growled immediately. He had not eaten proper food since lunch the day before. Since he had been unemployed, he had been doing odd jobs here and there which helped him earn money which was barely enough to provide for his and his mother’s needs.Even her work as a maid did not bring in much so sometTheimes he would sacrifice for his mother’s sake. He would lie to her that he’d eaten before coming home. His stomach was used to it. The smell was enticing and Rodney wanted to go to the source but he remembered the manners his mother had told him. Although the owner of the house was his father, he was still very much a guest.A rap song started playing on his vibrating phone. Removing it from his pocket, Rodney saw that it was his best friend Harvey. He looked around the room and although he could not see cameras and microphones, he didn’t want to take a risk. Rodney stood up and took quick strides out of the room and into the foye
A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father A shocking realisation
That day ended with no further incident. After dinner, Rodney retired to his bedroom as his mother argued with one of the women in the house. That was the only thing he hated about his mother. She was always getting involved in arguments and fights. Rodney had witnessed way too many to count. She had fought at least once with every woman in the neighbourhood mostly because of her ability to stir and spread gossip. It was why she had lost so many clients and barely got any money in.Rodney had never been in a bathtub full of warm water. Being in one felt like heaven, the warm water surrounding his whole body. At his neighbourhood, the showers barely worked. If you needed hot water, you had to boil water and put in a bucket. He enjoyed using hot water but it would never be around his body all at once like in the bathtub. He could fall asleep in that thing. When he finally came out, he dried his body and wrapped it around the body.There was knock on his door. He went and opened. There w
A Son's Revenge: Destroying My Father A test
Rodney was led into a black luxurious car and told to sit in the back with one of the men who kidnapped him. At the front was the driver and another man.“Don’t try anything stupid, son.” His father warned before retreating to the house.Since there was no point in saying anything, Rodney stayed silent and looked outside as the car sped through the streets of the high profile neighbourhood. He could not fathom how a wanted drug lord lived right under the noses of rich people but could not be captured. As he stared at the beautiful mansions, he wondered if a number of the owners were criminals as well. Were they all part of the mob, and that's they couldn’t report each other?From what he knew, most criminals did not stay in one place for a long time. Maybe that was what his father did as well. His father had not even slept at the house which made Rodney wonder if he just popped up once in a while. His house was also the most secluded in the neighbourhood with the highest wall fence. Y
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A happy family
Emilia’s crazy party was still ongoing when Rodney returned. He packed his things, said goodbye to his drunken sister and left her with a letter warning her to be more careful and less reckless. He told her she was welcome to contact him if she needed anything. Rodney arrived in New York and went straight to Harvey’s apartment where they reunited happily. The next day, he and Harvey went to check on the companies. He was relieved to find everything running smoothly. Harvey had achieved beyond expectations. Rodney had a feeling one of the contributors was Harvey’s happiness. Since he had moved his whole family to New York, he was much happier and less worried. Although Rodney was happy to see his friend, he couldn’t wait to see his own family.Four days later, he was on a plane heading to Europe with his little sister. Lyra was more excited than he was. She couldn’t wait to see Europe. They arrived at the small French town at 10 in the night. When they knocked on the house, Rodney’s h
Gone
Alberto was killed on his first day at the maximum prison. After his escape, he had been taken to a more secure prison where he could only dream of escaping. Unfortunately for him, that was where other notorious crimes were being held, including some notorious drug lords who had been his competitors. One of them was El Monstruo. He had been sold out by Alberto two years back and he had sworn to get his revenge. When Alberto was taken to the prison he was in, he managed to bribe a guard to lace Alberto’s food with drugs. When Alberto felt weak, he sneaked in and killed him. That was how a man who had always been so cautious went down.Rodney wasn’t happy when he heard the news. He wasn’t very sad, either. He had thought he’d be overjoyed when Alberto died but he didn’t feel so. He had never really thought Alberto needed to die. He just wanted him pay for his sins. Rodney was even a bit disappointed because he had hoped Alberto would be alive to witness his downfall. He had hoped Albert
Scared
The sound of fists pounding against flesh filled the air as the Rodrigo relentlessly attacked the Rodney. Rodney had been knocked to the ground. He tried to shield himself with his arms, but it was no use. Rodrigo who was fueled by anger and resentment, continued to pummel him without mercy.“Stop it, stop it!” Rodney cried out.But Rodrigo only sneered and continued his assault, landing blows to Rodney's face and stomach. The younger man tried to crawl away, but the older and stronger one grabbed him by the hair and yanked him back, raining more blows down upon him.Finally, Rodney managed to break free and got up to his feet, gasping for breath. He wanted to leave the room, tired of hearing Rodrigo’s mocking laughter following him.Suddenly, uncle Markos came into the room and delivered a strong punch to Rodrigo’s face. Rodrigo raised his hand to strike his uncle, but Markos held his hand. Rodrigo’s strength was nothing compared to his uncle’s.“What’s wrong with you, boy?” he asked
Worst son
Alberto.“What are you doing here?” Alberto asked his son. “I’m pretty sure you’re mighty glad I’m here.”Rodney smiled. “You’re not wrong. I’m glad you’re here, where you belong.”Alberto chuckled. “So what? You came to gloat? I must warn you. I’ll not last long here so be careful about what you say or do. I might just ruin your life when I get out.”“Then I’ll make sure to enjoy the time I have while you’re stuck behind bars then. I’m enjoying this more than you think, Alberto. You know why? Because I was the one who told the police where you were.”Alberto’s lips slightly parted as the words sunk in.“That’s right,” Rodney said. “The son you think is no good actually managed to put you in jail. Alberto, the greatest drug lord whom many have tried to capture but have failed. Rodney Nelson, the good for nothing son with one kidney actually did it. The woman you killed must be very proud of her son, wherever she is.”Alberto rose and swiftly grabbed Rodney’s neck with his handcuffed h
Confined
Two weeks laterRodney was tired of being confined in Alberto’s mansion. He had reached his breaking point after begging alberto to let him go in vain. Taking care of Lyra was the only thing that gave him some comfort. One afternoon, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, his sister seated on a small stool. He carefully combed through her soft, curly hair, trying to gently untangle the unruly knots.“Ow, that hurts!” Lyra protested, squirming in his grip. Her hair had been messier than before that morning.“I'm sorry, Ly, but you have to let me comb your hair,” Rodney told her, trying to be patient.He continued to comb the hair, using his fingers to gently loosen the tangles. His sister’s hair was so curly and thick, and it was a struggle to get through it all. Finally, he finished and leaned back to admire his handiwork, a proud smile spreading across his face.“I’m done now,” he said. “You have the most beautiful hair in the world.”Lyra giggled, reaching up to touch her now-smooth
The clues
Miss Jones.Miss Jones was marking her student’s maths homework after having her lunch. When she came upon Lyra Sandman’s homework, she paused, feeling mildly annoyed. She remembered the girl’s brother who had promised to call her but had ghosted her instead. She felt more annoyed at herself for flirting with him. That’s what you get for flirting with your students’ parents, she chastised herself. She decided it would be the last time she would ever do something like that.She decided to forget the brother and focus on her student’s work. She realised this was Lyra’s best work. She figured the brother must have been helping her with it. Before, Lyra’s homework was always poorly done, as if there was no responsible person to help her with it at home. She felt admiration for the man.When she reached the second last paragraph, she saw something that had been written in a smaller font in between the paragraphs.“Lives on the wrong address. Details faked. Both stuck. Most wanted dl. Don’t
Coding
Rodney stood nervously in front of the kitchen counter, staring at the different ingredients laid out before him. His teacher was a seasoned chef called Marlon Price. He worked exclusively for his father’s cartel, earning millions. He had worked on a TV station for a while and never made anything substantial so he was more than happy to work for the drug lord. Marlon stood beside him, ready to guide him through the steps of creating a delicious meal.“First, we’ll start with the vegetables,” Marlon said, picking up a large, sharp knife. “You want to chop them into small, even pieces. Like this.” He demonstrated, expertly slicing the vegetables into neat little squares.After seeing how it was done, Rodney picked up the knife and mimicked the chef’s movements, trying to keep his cuts as even as possible. His looked a hundred times worse than the chef’s. Rodney had decided to learn how to cook out of boredom. As he looked for a way of delivering Alberto to the police, he decided to do s
Hatred
Rodney was feeling a deep ache in his chest. He had been friends with Octavio for only a few days but was missing him so much. He stared out the window, watching the leaves fall from the trees. The atmosphere outside seemed so dull and lifeless, just like how he felt inside without his new friend. He curled up on bed, wishing he could just disappear and never have to face the pain of losing Octavio. He had not prayed in a long time but that night he did. He prayed for Octavio to be alive.He went and sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the dull walls of the room. Tears streamed down his face as he thought about his mother, who had been murdered in cold blood just a few months back.As he sat there, he could still hear her sweet, angelic voice in his head, telling him to be strong and to never give up. She had always been by his side but now, he felt lost and alone without her. For a dark, gloomy moment, he thought of ending it all but the thought quickly left his mind, which
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Octavio.Octavio hands were tied tightly behind his back, and he could feel the rough ropes digging into his skin. His mouth was gagged, and he felt a lot of discomfort allover his body. One of Alberto’s men stood in front of him, a cruel smile on his face. The tall burly man held a knife in his hand. He walked around for a while before turning back and moving towards Octavio. He crouched down and dragged the blade slowly across the Octavio's chest, causing the young man to flinch and writhe in pain.“You thought you could mess with the wrong people, huh?” the man sneered. “Well, you're gonna regret that. We're gonna make you pay, one way or another.”Octavio desperately tried to plead with his eyes, hoping someone would come to his rescue. But no one was coming. He was alone with his tormentor, who continued to torture him with the knife, cutting him in small, shallow wounds. Octavio couldn’t help but wonder if his uncle was okay with the mutilation. The cuts were not very serious bu