The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 75

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.

Wide-eyed, the three of us exchanged fearful glances, my heart pounding in my chest.

“What was that?” I aksed, as I could feel myself getting carried away by fear.

“Someone just released a bullet,” my mom said softly.

I strained my 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 submerging in trepidation.

Without a moment’s hesitation, I sprang to my feet, my voice quivering with urgency. “Mom, we need to get to safety! Follow me!”

“Ariel, I think you need to relax. Everything will be fine,” my mom said. And then we heard more gunshots.

“I don’t think so,” Mariam spoke, and I looked at her immediately.

“Look, I don’t have time for a beef right now,” I told her. My expression was cold.

Mariam rolled her eyes. “You think I got time too?”

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

“Come on mom, we need to hide from this chaos.” I grabbed my mom’s hand, and began to tread at a fast pace. Mariam moved behind us.

Still holding my mom, I rushed through the elegant hallways. I could hear our 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 bored.

As we hurried, we could hear the cacophony of gunshots intensifying, their echoes bouncing

off the walls. Fear twisted my stomach, fueling a desperate need to find refuge.

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

“Ariel! What was that for?” My mom questioned me in a blaring tone.

“What?” I faked a confused face, acting like I had no idea of what she was talking about.

“You need to open that door right now and let her in as well.”

“But mom..”

“No buts. Open it,” my mom’s mode was serious, and her decision was final.

“Fine,” I groaned, before opening the door. I glared at Mariam, but eventually shifted backwards, opening the door wide for her to come in. And she did that.

More gunshots 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 point, I knew we were not safe. But I hoped nothing bad would happen to anyone in the mansion at the

moment.

THE CHANG

Mariam trembled as she fixed her hands around her chest. “What’s happening out there? Who would bring violence to our doorstep?”

“I don’t know, but we need to stay calm and stay hidden until it’s safe. We have to trust that help will come.” My mom replied, her voice filled with anxiety.

My eyes darted around the room, as I was searching for anything that could offer a sense of security.