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Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred thirty-six
“Helen, behind you!” The shrill scream of Aaron raged on as the piercing sound of the bullet sent her flying to the ground. At least Aaron was safe, she blessed the heavens as she closed her eyes to the excruciating pain. Helen opened her eyes, with a loud gasp, to the “sleeping handsome,” that laid beside her.Thank goodness, it was a nightmare. She heaved a sigh of relief. What if it wasn't? Her subconsciousness made way for doubt. Perhaps, fragments of her memory were returning in bits. She would have to wait until Aaron awakened from his well-deserved slumber. Helen strolled down the hallway, to Ryan's nursery, she needed to recharge for the day and Ryan was her energy booster.“Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall…” Emily rhymed along to the subtle nursery lullaby that played in Ryan's room as she prepared him for the day. “Mummy!” Ryan happily beckoned to Helen, who enjoyed the view displayed in front of her. “Good morning Ma'am.” Emily immediately paid her respect, upon recognizing
Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred thirty seven
Aaron walked out of the building after a well-fulfilled day's work and sauntered towards his car. The humid air, held in its depth, a warning sign, he failed to take cognizance of. Nothing, absolutely nothing, had him wrapped around the intimate movements of the cars that enveloped the little street and the loud bang of a pistol. He instinctively turned to face the company, but none of his guards were on watch. This was an ambush, a trap.“Let go of me!” He howled at one of the masked men who held him tightly on his wind pipes, strangling the life out of him. After a while of struggling with the enemy, he gave way to the darkness that quaked his very existence. “He's down.” He heard the gruff voice of his predator, informing the others as they carried him, like a sac of onion, into the van and zoomed off. All the while, Aaron envisioned the decayed and decomposed body of Gus. He might as well be meted with the same fate.“The truth is…” Emily appeared to have fizzled up a bit, fill
Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred thirty eight
“Splash.” Aaron nearly caved in to the advances of his molesters as the iced water, sent him to Iceland and back. He could barely feel his tongue and his blurred vision, obstructed by a veil tightly placed on his eyes, made it difficult to decipher who his aggressors were. “Is it time to do what is necessary?” A singsong voice, jeered as Aaron heard the sharpening of a knife.“Any amount, name your price?” There had to be a Judas in their midst, if not, he was as good as dead. “What do you take us for? You are no different from us.” Someone in the background spat out and with that, another bucket of iced water was poured on him. “Who sent you?” A snicker and loud laughter followed his question. Aaron had a feeling he wasn't leaving here anytime soon. “In time you will find out. For now, hold on tight.” The approaching footstep of the person who spoke, in all his audacity, Aaron could tell, he was the gang leader and the ringmaster. There was silence, deafening silence, but not for l
Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred thirty nine
“Is he dead?” Aaron, at this point, could barely keep his eyes open as he zoomed in and out of consciousness. He heard one of his aggressors ask, out of curiosity, his life status. “He will be, soon.” Another voice chirped in. The stale stench of smoke and the growling sound his stomach made, did not help his current situation as he craved a hot meal and a warm bath.“Open up!” A violent voice used the sharp edge of what he deemed to be a fork, to open his mouth wide open. Aaron, helpless and exhausted from their advances, let the mashed poison called food, slide through his tongue, into his throat. It was the opposite of the hot meal he dreamed of. “The boss will be here soon, you need to look presentable and very much alive.” The only voice that he had gotten acquainted with, finally spoke, Dragon.“Can you tell me the time you arrived at the scene, ma'am?” The police sirens blared out loudly, the crime scene of the kidnap had become a no-go area as a barricade was placed there. H
Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred forty
“The masked men.” Aaron, numb to everything around him, just waiting for the time one of those rogues pulled the trigger, remembered one of the highest-grossing actors in the 1960s who played a part in the 18th-century horror story, the masked men. He wished he were Stewart Hart, one of the magicians who cast away the bad guys in a single swoop. Too bad, the world of fantasy remained in the genre of unrealistic imagination. Back to his reality, Aaron was parched and heavily doused in his sweat that had stuck to his skin and obviously stained his white tee shirt. “Water.” Aaron croaked out. He had no idea how long he was going to remain, as cited on the wooden chair that sunk deep into his butt. His plea was rewarded with a cold splash of iced bucket water. “You can drink as much as you want.” Dragon snarled into his face, the stale whiff of his breath causing him to stifle his nostrils.Lucas stood in front of the prison entrance, white snowflakes, cascading the area, a sign that Ch
Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred forty one
“SOS.” Dragon alerted the rest of the vile crew of rogues as Aaron could hear the scraping sounds of metals and the hasty movements of those enclosed with him in the confined space that had become his hell. Aaron could feel himself being lifted from the wooden chair, his stiff behind sent him moaning in sheer pain as he got dragged out of only God knew where.“Count your blessings, but never forget, we will certainly meet again.” And with that, Aaron yelped in pain with the law of gravity set in motion, he could feel himself fly out of the car and land on a granite and coarse surface. The blaring sound of cars and honks did not help his current blindfolded situation. “Get the fuck out of the road!” He heard a man curse out.“Wait, isn't that Aaron Churchill?” Murmurs and gasps flew around him. Aaron weakened to the knees and struggled to stand on his two feet but to no avail. Helped by probably a good Samaritan, he was eased of the darkness accorded to him by his persecutors. His
Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred forty two
Ever wondered why the guilty scathe through the earth, wandering freely and conscience-free of their actions? Yes, Aaron, high on the sleep sedative injected into his fluid bag, was plagued with that thought as he struggled to stay awake.As a man, society had made him a far stronger version than he dimmed himself to be. He feared the dark and even the slightest glimpse of sleep, had him fighting with science in the name of a sleeping sedative.“Tell me more about yourself, Andrew.” Aaron needed a form of distraction, and Andrew stood to be the best viable option. “Where is he?” Aaron could hear the panicked voice of Helen down the hallway even in his sleep-induced fuzziness. He had never heard her discomposed. In a different scenario, he would have thrown caution to the wind and filled her up with feathery kisses.Helen wanted to validate the authenticity of the news Suarez broke at the station. Henry was now on the loose and in the absence of no lead on the case and dead ends, Hele
Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience Chapter hundred forty three
The metallic taste of the sedative distorted Aaron's taste buds. The hysteric and concerned look on Helen's face, clouded his vision as he slowly opened his eyes to the sleeping figure of Helen, lying beside him, their hands loosely intertwined. “Sir.” Andrew made himself known to Aaron, who had no intention to wake Helen from her slumber. “Shh” he made a gesture with his finger to shut Andrew from further speaking.Helen awoke, to Aaron staring at her with an intensity she knew so well. The heat in his gaze, consumed her whole unorthodoxly. “You're awake?” She brushed her feelings aside as she lightly grazed his forehead with her palm. “Do I call the doctor?” She asked herself and without waiting for Aaron's response made to leave the ward.“There won't be a need for a doctor, all I need right now is you.” Aaron's words did the trick, as Helen returned to her side on the bed. The tiny bed could barely host his build, but he did not mind making enough room for Helen. She completed him
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