Ryan moved towards his goal. His goal is to meet his mom. He was going to find his mom if she was really staying in Washington Heights, no matter what. He walked around Washington Heights with Belinda since they were going to the exact address."So what makes you sure that your mom is alive and in Washington Heights?" Belinda asked."Well, once I thought my mother was dead until I met my father, who told me she was well and was in Washington Heights as well, but this time she was in prison according to his description.”"Then why don't we go check it out first?""Yeah, he didn't give me the address of the prison, though.” He told Belinda, who was eager to help him."You don't need to worry about it. I know the prison where people are usually referred to in this area." She stole a glance at his eyes, making him flinch."Why are you helping me?""Well, your story might be my breakthrough. No one knows what might happen from there. You know I might be able to write about the happenings
"Don't come near me. I hate dogs", Belinda screamed, banging the door endlessly."Continue hitting the door. I will buy us time," he said in a light tone moving toward the dog and throwing a stone at it. The dog barked on the hit of the stone. It became furious, barking around and chasing after Ryan. Ryan ran as fast as his legs could carry him not giving up and increasing his pace each step. Each of his steps matched his heart race. The dog wasn't giving up either. It continued the chase. Belinda was in tears, she couldn't help it. The dog was her nightmare. She has only followed Ryan to his mother’s and now she’s been chased by her worst nightmare. The barking of the dog was putting her in a more state of horror and if she wasn't taken care of in a minute she might as well end up losing consciousness. Tears rolled down her cheeks, continuously banging at the locked door. She looked back to see Ryan running for his life and the dog having fun chasing him around the large yard.
Belinda and Ryan left the prison yard after Ryan had caused a scene in the prison.Still sober about the news he had heard about his mother he became weak and his mind became crowded with thoughts. He had imagined various scenes on how his mom died in the prison and only the thoughts were enough to set him into depression."You don't need to lose hope. I have a belief that she isn't dead and is fine and healthy somewhere." Belinda tried cheering him up."You also heard what the Lieutenant and sergeant said, didn’t you?" He doubted her belief. It was obvious, they wouldn’t lie. "I heard. I’m sorry this happened to you, no one deserves this kind of pain. You know, we could have some kind of hope or something that we’d be called back and informed that it was all a prank because we’ve been chased by their dogs.” She wanted to comfort it. His mother was gone for life, but she only wanted to spring forth a bit of hope. Placing a hand on his shoulder with a crystal clear head, she pats his
Still awaiting an answer to his knock, he looked around, searching for something that might have a relationship with him. His dexterity was thrilled something caught his attention; his eyes dropped at a lady. Her eyes were brown, and she had thrilling eyelashes, which Ryan remembered to be her signature. She was putting on a long gown, sitting pretty perfectly on her body. "Ryan," The woman’s voice jotted Ryan from the look he had locked on the woman. He smiled, moving towards her. He had hoped she was the one, her mother. He had seen her in pictures, but this woman right here was pretty younger than whom he had seen in pictures. They both closed the distance between them. Tons and tons of thoughts were rushing through Ryan’s mind. Tears began to form in his eyes, he blinked repeatedly to keep the tears from dropping. She pulled him tightly to herself. That was it! Oh my!!! He felt it. That mother-son connection. He felt it. It was real. The blood spoke! Undeniably. Tears of j
Ryan left his mother's house at dusk. The revelation that Regina was dead still hasn’t seated well with him. He saw her and he definitely was not in a trance when he did. He had to rush back to his mom because it was late, and he was not going to spend a night with an old stranger in person of his mother. “I will ask her more about Regina. It’s not making sense.” He whispered to himself while walking down the street. The street light had been a great help, as it helped him find his way around. Looking at the city, he could feel the city's natural beauty rushing through his bones. The street lights added color to the streets, and the various advertisements around them were lit up in their different colors. He smiled in amusement, trying not to lose focus. He continued walking, not minding the people watching him."Hey, that's that Ryan guy," a young guy with a red bandana tied around his neck said to a man who was putting on a partially shredded black jacket. The man was known as
"No one is leaving," Ryan screamed, turning to the gang called Legion that Shadow had brought with him. They all ignored him, tilting their bodies around to escape, but in the blink of an eye, he was in front of them again.He chuckled. “You guys dared again. Didn't you all hear no one is leaving?" his eyes moving on each of the gangs, his hand taking the collar of the one in front of him. Lifting the man by the collar, he looked at the rest of them who tried to escape his wrath. They tried to flee, but he threw the man who landed with a big "duhh" in front of them, halting their movements. They all looked at their member whose head had now been crushed by the ground, with his blood trickling down."If we can't leave, then we will just take you down and hand you over for our paycheck." The strongest of them motivated the others as they cheered. Ryan laughed out loud, “You all seem to have 9 more lives? Uhn? You left your nine life at home didn’t you?”They were still cheering when
His eyes flashed. He blinked repeatedly. "Where am I?" He rolled his eyes around the vicinity. “What’s going on? Who’s here? What kind of place is this?” Ryan's eyes trailed the environment around him. The sound of a whistle gave him an idea of where he was. “Whistle! Just so what I needed to hear.”He looked around to see engineers walking around the station with their faces held high."What happened to me?" His inner voice sounded in his mind, trying to remember what had happened and how he had gotten to the subway. After moments of searching in his mind, he finally remembered what happened before he fell unconscious. King had used his knife on him and made him unconscious. He tilted his focus around the station, trying to find any of the shadowy boys, but in the end, he couldn't find anyone. He wondered what had possessed them to leave him and ended up dropping him off at the station."Hey, young man, where are you going?" The voice that sounded behind him stopped him from his
***Turner and Evans looked at Ryan, their eyebrows twitching at his appearance. Something has changed about him. "I am sorry, I sincerely apologize for lying to you about your mom’s location. It was my own way of protection. She would not want you to have anything to do with Regal. I needed us to be done with Smith, so when you bounce to show up at your mom, she wouldn’t object." Evans' legs moved in harmony. His voice painted sincerity. "It's okay. All your sins are forgiven. Go and sin no more.” Ryan let out a grin with his palms on top of his head."Okay, why don't you come on in and take a bath at my place before we start round two of the plans?" Turner offered, glancing at Ryan's hair."If you say so..." Ryan accepted the offer reluctantly. Moving past Evans and Turner in one swift movement, he got through them without glancing back to see their awkward reaction. Stepping foot into the bathroom and taking off his clothes. He turned on the shower and let the blissful showers o