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.

exchanged fearful glances, my heart pounding

as I could feel

just released a bullet,” my

I heard more gunshots, one after

a moment’s hesitation, I sprang to my feet, my voice quivering with urgency. “Mom, we need

need to relax. Everything will be fine,” my mom said. And then we

so,” Mariam spoke, and

time for a beef right now,” I told her. My

eyes. “You think I

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

hide from this chaos.” I grabbed my mom’s

Each step brought us closer to one of the rooms where different books were kept. I used

could hear the cacophony of gunshots

my stomach, fueling a desperate need

of the dark room, my mom and I. I slammed the door shut behind us, just as Mariam was about to join

What was that for?” My mom questioned me in

like I had no idea of what she was talking

door right now and let her

“But mom..”

it,” my mom’s mode was serious, and

Mariam, but eventually shifted backwards, opening the door wide

unfolded/creating more senses of trepidation for us. In the dark room, we could hear the sound of someone slamming the door from downstairs. And at this

moment.

THE CHANG

around her chest. “What’s happening out

need to stay calm and stay hidden until it’s safe. We have to trust that help will

nodded. “But we can’t just keep

huh?” Mariam aksed. Her irritating tone caused me to

her.

eyes darted around the room, as I was searching

spotted a large wardrobe in the corner of the room.

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

sure we’re going to fit into that?” Mariam

your own cup of tea. Maybe you can

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

of old clothes filled the air, mingling with the fear. I even wondered who these clothes used to belong

my fear compounded the moment I heard some maids screaming. The gunshots were released

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

you going to?” My mom asked

worry about me. Just keep yourself

ARIEL’S POV

reverberated through the mansion. Panic gripped her as I had a conscience of the danger that lurked just below. But I

through the corridor, my footsteps muffled by the plush carpet beneath my feet. The air was thick with tension, and I was filled with terror. But I needed to gather the courage. I was

piercing through the air. Accompanied by the desperate screams coming from downstairs, my fear intensified. Each

to imagine what was happening below, but I knew I had to stay

her to safety before it was too late. The chaos and terror surrounding me was suffocating, and

from downstairs was overwhelming. My heart raced and my hands shook as I tried to steady myself. But I knew I couldn’t let fear consume me. I needed to be strong in this moment, for myself and for Riley, whenever shr was at the moment, Gathering my courage, I took a

LUKE’S POV

way through a stack of documents, when suddenly my phone began to ring. At first, I

and my mind told me it was

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