"You are such a foolish child," Mrs. Stallion said to Meghan with a glare of disappointment in her eyes. "Was this what I thought you when growing up? Was it?" Her voice was now thunderous. Her words echoed back and forth, bouncing upon the four walls of the room.Meghan gave no reply to her mother which in turn steered the woman's anger even much more than she was angry. So much so that even her eyes and the ways she stared at her mother, elicited even much more anger than was being thrown at her before then. "You look at me like you are hearing a single thing," Mrs. Stallion started once more, “Or as if you are going to learn from your mistakes but I know you do not hear a thing of what I say. If you leave this room, you will just go on and do whatever comes to your mind. You will just go back to that good-for-nothing husband of yours that cannot even afford your clothes. Is that not a shame? Is it not?""Mom, I know what I am doing. You do not have to scold me like this, I am no
Ron Duke, the Chief Security Officer of the City Express, was in his office. Today he did not have his friends over. Neither was he expecting anyone. He was not expecting anything at all. Even that his door would be knocked open in front of him. Even the person that would be standing at the place of the knocked door was someone he was not expecting as well. The most unexpected person."What are you doing, banging into my office like that?” Ron asked glaring wickedly at the man in front of him. "Have you lost your mind, you?"Gavin himself was not the kind of person to go knocking the doors of people's offices. Even he himself could attest to this somehow. But there he was, standing there with his fingers curled up into a fist, eagerly staring at Ron. His mouth full of numberless words to say to the C.S.O."Am I not talking to you?" Ron barked again at him, ignoring a tiny voice in his head preaching to him about how the man standing in front of him was not the Gavin he knew. This was
"Hello," said Gavin into his phone. "Can you hear me?" Like he was replying to a voice that no one else was able to hear, he said again into the phone, "You already got the name. I want you to deal with him tomorrow. Just as planned.”A very muffled voice broke out of the phone. It was hard to tell what the voice was saying. But Gavin replied to him again, "I trust you. I just hope you will do a good job, so I can trust you more. I want it done as quickly as possible, with immediate effect.""Okay. Remember. His name is Ron Duke. He uses an old washed up Mercedes that has a little scratch by the side. It should not be too hard to notice." He hung up from the call and smiled to himself. He had not wished for things to come to this, but he sincerely wanted to deal with the C.S.O by all means. If there was anything he wished to do, with all his might, was to beat him up and subject him to the same torture and pains he had put him through. And that he was going to do, all determined a
After the call, Gavin thought to himself that it would not be particularly fair if he went out with her in a taxi. After her outburst, he really wanted to surprise her and make her feel as though she had made the right choice. Although he had no doubt that she had.What else could he do to make her happy? He thought to himself. Certainly there should be something he could add. He thought for a few minutes, and then, before he knew it, the most crazy idea crashed into his head."I could go borrow a car," he said almost aloud, but still to himself. He smiled deviously afterwards. There was a car rental-and-use spot somewhere in the inner reaches of the city. There seemed to not be any harm in it, so he went off to the place.He got there in a taxi. He still wore his worn out uniform. His body was still bruised. A stout man with a walrus moustache came out of the gate and saw him standing outside."Oy, mate. What are you doing standing outside of my spot? Do you have some business her
After being given the Bentley, Gavin drove to a spot near the plaza he had planned to take Meghan to. He called her on his phone to come meet him. She told him she was coming, but with the same level of skeptism that she had always had concerning the things he said. Even if she did not outrightly say it to him that, it was quite clear that she was struggling to believe him. So when she came to the location and spotted her husband in front of a blue looking expensive car, she could do nothing but frown and wonder what sort of antics he was up to this time around.Gavin was waiting, his back resting on the Bentley. He had a gentle smile calmly sitting on his face. He was waiting for her, but did not know she had spotted him from a reasonable distance away from him. He looked particularly annoying to her, because he still wore his dirty worn out uniform that seemed as though it had been scratched and torn by a thousand rats fighting for food. It was a distasteful thing to see on him,
In Gavin's head, he had prepared well to make the trip a memorable one for he and his wife, who still frowned profoundly beside him, not exchanging a word with him at all. In Meghan's head Gavin looked nothing different from a fool. He could cover it up by renting an expensive car, but not having the sense to at least change his clothes into something better showed how lacking he was in his fashion sensibilities. And she could not say anything other than to be ashamed of him.He was going to embarrass her, wherever they were going, she predicted and was sure of her predictions."This the place," he said confidently, stopping the car and coming down from it, while she hesitated, even almost pinching herself to convince herself that what she was seeing was just a dream and it was nothing she should take seriously."What are you doing?" He asked her, noticing that she was taking time to come down from the car. "I know what I am doing," she said. "You do not have to rush me. I am not a k
It got to a point that Meghan had to seize Gavin by the hand and drag him outside. Her eyes were almost on the verge of tears as she did. Her eyes carried a weight that she wanted to dispel at that moment, at that time."What's going on?" Gavin demanded for an answer, still oblivious of the women's taunts causing a distress on his wife. "Come on, they are just laughing. Why should that bother us?" He was so used to being laughed at and scorned, that the women laughing at him took nothing away from his pride. And that itself was enough reason for his wife to be angry. He did not care for fashion. He could wear anything at any time, and he would not be bothered by the perception people would have of him. This was not a thing to be proud of to her. It was a ridiculous social trait that would only have her embarrassed time and time again, just because she was legally married to him.They were now outside the place. "Why did you take me outside here?" Gavin asked, his voice aloud."Don't
They both got into the car once more. Meghan had stopped crying at the time, and was begining to think more clearly than she was able to, while crying. "Where are we going to?" She asked him, her voice still cracky and choky as she had just stopped crying. Her eyes were pink in color. She rested her head on the soft leather of the car's chair. "Which mall would you want us to go to?" He asked her, a smile on his face."I don't know. You should pick one. Anyone you pick I'll follow you to." From her voice he could tell that she was tired and just needed rest to set things straight with herself. After all, he was also tired of arguing everytime they met. The last few days of both their lives had been filled with nothing but disagreements, quarrels, and arguments. He did not want things like that to define their relationship anymore.He decided to pick the the most expensive clothing store he could find. There was one he particularly liked for its name."Babe, you would not mind me ta