THE MAN NAMED JACK GUNTER

BEATEN

Wham!

A punch came across the left chin of Jack even with his eyes swelled up, maintaining a blackish red color, as his face was drained with blood. His kneels were planted to the floor, the pains were so unbearable, Jack became extremely weak that he couldn’t even make a sound, even as all those punches, collided with his face. His dark hair was drenched with his own blood, as he sweated ferociously, bleeding through his nose and other externals.

You could almost feel the tension in the hall, thrilled with onlookers, who stood and watched with awe.

Jack is clothed in a dark suit with a white shirt in it, his tie hung roughly around his neck, almost strangling him, it was as though someone had tightened it while beating him up. His brown pupils gazed at the man standing above him, wavering with pain as all he could see was blur, his lips craved for words but he was unable to speak, all he did was gaze painfully at the robust male figure in his fifties, about to hit his already disfigured face again.

“Dad it’s enough, please stop!!!” A young lady yelled with an agonizing tone as she dashed amidst Jack and her father. Her sky blue eyes were filled with tears, she couldn’t bear seeing Jack beaten to stupor, her gold brown hair was scatted, she was kneeling before her father rubbing her palms together as she pleads on Jack’s behalf.

“Out of my way Mira, ever since you got married to this garbage, I’ve been a joke, my business has been a joke, I am now a fucking laughing stuck to the halistoe cartel, did you see the way he embarrassed me today. I am ashamed to call him an in law.” Mr. Flair yelled, his sky blue eyes blazed as he glared furiously at his perplexed daughter and the almost lifeless body of jack kneeling before him. His eyebrows tightened, his fist clenched, as his breath sounded like that of an angry bull.

“Dad please don’t hurt Jack, I know what he did today was totally uncalled for, and I promise you father, he has learnt his lesson.” Still pleading, Mira clamps the legs of her father with her arms tightly wrapped around them, her forehead rubbing his spotless white derby pair of shoes, with her face still clouded with agony.

“Mira, why don’t you do the family a huge favor and divorce this piece of trash you call a husband, I know you are carrying his child inside of you, I am capable of taking good care of you and your son,” He maintains a sudden calm demeanor as he takes a step backwards grabbing an awaiting glass of liquor and gulping it.

“Now, Senor Roberto, Son of the legendary gun master Carlos, leader of the halistoe cartel, has a spot for you in his heart, he wants you to be his empress, think about what a great fortune that will bring to our doorstep,” He takes a seat on a long bar stool which was an inch away from him, and almost in the same position with his daughter who was still kneeling before him.

“You can imagine, today he came here to make you his and that rag you call a husband, spilled hot coffee on his laps. Oh he was so lucky the young man is gentle, he would have shown you how the throat of your darling husband looks like.”

“How many times do I have to tell you that I will never marry that miscreant father? I am in love with Jack, and nothing ca….” Before she could utter another word, she was caught midsentence by a slap which descended on her cheek, which forcefully tilted her neck backwards, sending her to land hard with her back against the hard concrete.

“And how many times have I warned you not to speak when I am speaking?” Mr. Flair immediately jumped off the chair, pushing it backwards, with his fist clenched tightly, and his eyes focused on Mira.

Jack attempted to make a move, but the searing ache from the beating he took, lingered around his body, making him unable to get up from his lying position.

Mr. Flair then fixed his eyes directly at Jack, the look of disdain in his eyes was palpable, you could almost see his eyes flaming uncontrollably as he glared at the almost lifeless body of Jack.

“Arrrghhh!!!” Mira suddenly moaned in pains she began to roll violently on the floor, catching the attention of everyone that was present in the room. Jack was equally in pain, but immediately he heard his wife scream he took all the strength that was left inside of him to rush to her, as he instinctively placed her on his laps.

“She needs a doctor, please we have to take her to the hospital as soon as possible.” Jack had tears rolling slowly down his eyes, his tone was filled with agony as he gazed at his wife who had blood gushing out of her mouth, she must have hit her back so hard against the ground, forgetting the fact that she was heavy with pregnancy.

Mr. Flair hastily signaled one of his men to help her to the car, the man instinctively picked her up, rushing out of the bar to the vehicle.

Before he went out of the building, an SUV hastily drove to their direction as it parked right in front of them.

Everyone looked equally astounded as they watched Mira’s unconscious body being placed in the car. The bodyguard then hopped into the front seat of the vehicle as the driver didn’t even wait for the door of the vehicle to be closed before he moved the car.

Jack immediately dashed into his own vehicle as he followed the vehicle carrying his wife.

Thoughts began to circle his head, as he began to drum his finger on the steering wheel. It was only two years ago that he met his lovely Mira. Then, he knew nothing about her, she had rescued him from a car accident.

Fortunately for him he survived the accident because of her, and he began to have a close relationship with her. He was a nobody, he wasn’t fit for her, but she fell in love with him though.

He knew nothing of her foundation, love made him ignorant that he didn’t care to find out who she was, until he got her pregnant.

He began to think of having a big happy family with his lover, he proposed to her and boom, they had a secret marriage without the consent of her father.

Jack was lied to, she lied about her identity, saying that her father was dead, she knew how men feared the mention of her father’s name, she didn’t want to lose Jack all because of her father, the ruthless don of flair cartel. She was unaware that her father was in search of her until he found her in a faraway country with that trash bag called a man. Ever since then, Jack’s life has been a playground for monsters, he became a slave to a dangerous don, who was a leader of a drug cartel and most especially, a wrathful father in law who wanted nothing to do with him.

He didn’t really care much about being a slave, as far as he was with the love of his life, he cared less about any other thing.

But right now, he was beaten to pulp, his vengeful father in law is surely going to murder him after tonight, his wife is being rushed to the hospital, his unborn child is in big soup and there is nothing much that he could do.

He was just a poor wretched man in his early thirties, living under slavery to his father in law all because he wants to be with his wife. He can’t stand up for himself so how the hell is he going stand up for his wife and unborn child.

His father in law was only making life a living hell for him.

Before another thought could find its way into his head, three black SUV jeeps parked right in the middle of the highway.

Jack lost control of his vehicle, he spins his steering wheel trying hard not to crash into the vehicles in front of him but unfortunately for him, his car went into the bush beside the road, rolled over the hill and crashed into a river.