At Mia’s orphanage
Lakshmi had woken up even before Mia could. She couldn’t get herself to sleep the previous night as she got into the clothes that she had packed with her earlier on.
“Why are you up so early?” Mia rubbed her eyes as Lakshmi had gotten up at 5am and was in good clothes already.
“Is that really a question, Mia? After all that happened the previous night you expect me to be calm? I don’t even know whether my brother is dead or alive” Lakshmi burst into uncontrollable tears as Mia just watched her friend cry.
She didn’t even understand why Lakshmi was crying in the first place. She just excorted her to the gate and waved her goodbye as her driver came to pick her up.
Alyssa’s POV
I thought I could leave the house before Lakshmi would return but I was already too late as we bumped into each other and I looked back to check if Scott had woken up.
“You!!! I should have known you are responsible for all this. I swear I will kill you if anything happens to my brother” Lakshmi was twisting my hand behind my back before she threw me out of the house and slammed the door quickly.
“Maids!!!” I could hear her yell from inside.
“Don’t ever let that thing inside this house again or else…” she paused for some reason.
“Just warn the rest of the workers. If you can call the police when next you see her anywhere close to this house then you should” I overheard her telling them before I turned away to go back home
At Banshee’s house
Banshee’s POV
“What do you mean it failed? What can you ever do right this forsaken child? Are you trying to make me regret giving birth to you or what.
Do you know the suffering I had to go through just to make sure you ere born and also after you were born.
Don’t make me regret not having an abortion” I jiggled my index finger in Alyssa’s face. She looked very sad but I couldn’t care less.
How could she make such a mistake of turning into a monster in front of the boy and now she is telling me nonsense.
“Get out of my sight before I do something that I will end up regretting later” I pointed the door for her, signaling for her to leave my presence.
“I’m really sorry mum” she dashed out of the room leaving me alone.
The King’s POV
“Banshee I am at his house but I don’t know where you want me to put all these items” I was talking to Banshee over the phone as I continued to pace back and forth in worry.
“Just arrange them in a straight line by the pool side. I will come to complete the rest later this night” she instructed and I just obeyed her.
I stared at the big gate which used to look so beautiful and sparkly, it now looked old and rusty. It looked like it would fall down if a heavy wind was to blow. I smiled inwardly to myself, after all I am responsible for it.
He was a good friend… poor Arthur. I was about to go back home when I felt this sudden urge to stay.
I had already gotten to the gate when I made a U-turn and headed for the entrance door. I pushed it and the door flung open.
I went in…looking around, looking at his sitting room furniture which had been covered with white clothes. I went further to his room…it smelled old and dusty.. there were cobwebs everywhere and the ceiling was almost falling off…
I guess due to lack of maintenance but the things that looked good the most in the house were its walls and tiled floor.
I dusted the bed and made a place for myself to sit …I didn’t even know when I laid down there looking at the ceiling.
It was the same bed I so wished to have… this same bed he made love to his wife I thought. Wasn’t it this same bed he must have spent countless nights with his only surviving daughter and wife?.
How could he even think of being happy when he almost took everything from my mother and I, if not for the fact that I had to stand up and take my rights by force then he would have surely left me without anything.
I grabbed the sheets of the bed as I nearly tore them apart but they were too strong for me to tear them with my bare hands.
“ARTHUR!!!” I suddenly found myself screaming in anger when the awful memories flashed in my memory, and I suddenly ripped the sheets off the bed and threw them on the floor.
“So you still remember this house?” I heard Arthur’s voice though I couldn’t see him.
Fear gripped me but I wasn’t going to let my fear show, I needed to show him that I was above him whether he is dead or alife I am still above him.
“Why wouldn’t I remember. When you took it from me” I smirked and scoffed.
“You haven’t changed one bit. You are still as selfish and self centered as you were.
You and I both know that I never took anything from you …. I single handedly built this house on my own with my wife… my heartbeat… which you have locked up away” Arthur started off calmly but he soon began to raise his voice at me.
“The same money you took from my father!!” I also yelled back at him as I scanned the room to see him but he was still not visible.
“Your father??” I couldn’t see him but I could sense the sacarsm in his voice.
“Yes” I rolled my eyes.
“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!” Arthur’s voice yelled and I could hear his voice echo over and over again in the house.
At first I wanted to prove stubborn and stay but when the lights that were initially off began to flicker and the locked windows began to open and close while a heavy wind blew.
As I ran down the stairs I kept on seeing a red flashing light covering my eyes…. It was almost as if I couldn’t see and when I got to he sitting room…the chandelier fell and it was so close to falling on me.
I ran out of the house like a mad person after I had managed to escape the chandelier.