75: THE SOUND OF FEAR

ARIEL’S POV

“Who said the two of you could carry out this nonsense in my kitchen?” Mariam snapped at my mom, and I.

“Your kitchen?” I raised an eyebrow. “You barely even be here. And by the

house.”

“It’s just about a matter of time before I throw you out.”

I chuckled. “Impossible.”

“The both of you can leave now!” She snarled.

way,

this is my

My mother entered the conversation with a calm tone, “I’m sorry miss, but we’re preparing…..

“No one said you can talk!” Mariam barked at her.

“Don’t you dare raise your voice at her!” I gave Mariam a dark look.

She returned the expression. “Just look at this little rat, raising her voice at me like I was her puppet, or something.”

“If you want respect. Then you got to be respectful,” I told her. “Don’t think people are going to be smiling at you when you got that disgusting attitude.”

“Disgusting attitude?” Mariam laughed. “You went ahead to poison yourself, and put the blame on me. Now you’re saying I got a disgusting attitude?”

“You poisoned yourself?” My mom uttered softly, and looked at me. “Ariel, is this true?”

“Come on now mother. Why in the world would I do such a thing? Poisoning myself? Hell no.”

“Oh shut up now. Enough with the lies,” Mariam spat.

“Hey, you need to have some manners,” my mom told Mariam.

Mariam burst into laughter. “You’re telling me to have manners? When your daughter right here has none.”

“I won’t let you insult my daughter like that, do you hear me?!” My mom’s anger was awakened.

“What are you going to do?” Mariam moved closer to my mother. “Your daughter is nothing but a worthless piece of trash,” she said in huhsed tones.

My mom, brimming with rage, surprised Mariam with a tight slap. And as Mariam held her face in shock, she received another slap. Then my mom gave her the third one on a different cheek.

Mariam gaped at my mother who did nothing but glare at her. She couldn’t believe what just happened.

“That is what you get for being disrespectful to my daughter.” My mom picked a knife. “If you try to talk nonsense again, I won’t hesitate to stab you with this.”

15 THE SOUND OF FEAR

“Okay mom, you got to calm down. That’s enough, that’s enough,” I said, lowering the knife she was holding.

After that, we heard a the thunderous sound of a bullet released in the air.

of us exchanged fearful glances, my heart

as I could feel myself getting carried

released a bullet,”

ears, hoping it was just a stray sound, but my hope vanished when I heard more gunshots, one after another, growing louder and closer. Panic gripped me immediately. I wasn’t going to lie, I was

I sprang to my feet, my voice quivering with urgency. “Mom, we

you need to relax. Everything will be fine,” my mom

so,” Mariam spoke, and I looked at her

a beef right now,”

“You think

heard more gunshots, and I knew something was definitely not going great outside

mom, we need to hide from this chaos.” I grabbed my mom’s hand, and began to tread at

footsteps echoing in the mansion. Each step brought us closer to one of the rooms where different books were kept. I used to come here to read whenever I felt

hear the

stomach, fueling a desperate

I slammed the door shut behind

mom questioned me in a blaring

confused face, acting like I had no idea of what she

to open that door right now and let her in

“But mom..”

buts. Open it,” my mom’s mode was serious, and her

at Mariam, but eventually shifted backwards, opening the door wide for her to come in. And she

us. In the dark room, we could hear the sound of someone slamming the door from downstairs. And at

moment.

THE CHANG

chest. “What’s happening

hidden until it’s safe. We have to trust that help will come.” My mom replied, her voice

we

to do then, huh?” Mariam

her.

the room, as I was searching for anything that could offer

in the corner of

wardrobe. It’s our best chance to stay out of sight.”

to fit into that?” Mariam

irritated look. “If you don’t want to hide in it. That’s your own cup of tea. Maybe you can find somewhere more

respectful,” my mom told me. I exhaled deeply, before treading to the wardrobe. The two of them walked

into the cramped space, our bodies pressed against each other. The scent of old clothes filled the air, mingling with the fear. I even wondered who these clothes used to belong to.

I heard some maids screaming. The

still in the house, and her life could be in danger. I quickly burst out of the

you going to?” My mom

worry about me. Just keep yourself safe,” I

ARIEL’S POV

deafening sound of gunshots reverberated through the mansion. Panic gripped her as I had a conscience of the danger

with tension, and I was filled with terror. But I needed to gather the courage. I was not going to let anything bad

grew increasingly louder, their sharp cracks piercing through the air. Accompanied by the desperate screams coming from downstairs, my fear intensified. Each gunshot seemed to echo through my bones, causing my heart to race and my hands to

was happening below, but I knew I had to stay

late. The chaos and terror surrounding me was suffocating, and I could only pray

I needed to be strong in this moment, for

LUKE’S POV

documents, when suddenly my phone began to ring. At first, I tried to ignore it and

glancing at the caller ID. It was an unknown number, and my mind told me it was that guy who kept on requesting for money.I wanted to ignore the call, but it was

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