Book TRK
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Chapter Eighty-three
Liam pov
Daily, since the incident where Mac Lee’s father slapped me, my mind has been relentlessly occupied with devising a plan for revenge, and the intensity of this preoccupation is significantly affecting my emotional state.
The gang was steadily growing each day, welcoming new members through invitations. I was confident that eventually, I’d ascend to the position of the street’s crowned king.
Despite my impending role as a future street king, I found no peace. My thoughts were fixated on one individual – Elena.
She must possess extraordinary qualities to have endured the gunshot that day. Witnessing her fall, I was convinced it marked the conclusion of her story.
I had hoped that her demise would cause Mac so much pain like he caused me years ago, but luck seems to always pave the way for him.
Smoking up in the air, I was staring at the houses from the top cliff of our new joint that we all got money and built ourselves.
This hood was going to be notorious for being one of the baddest, most savagery and most cruel that the street had ever seen.
“Boss, someone is here to see you” I turned around and a young guy probably the same age as me, with bandages across his arm alongside bruises on his face was standing and staring at me.
“Leave us” I ordered Junior, who had made the announcement.
“Who are you? And what brings you to the hood?” I asked, dragging the last part of the cigarette and blowing it up into the air.
“The name is Dylan and I am from Oakwood highschool” The moment he mentioned it, I dropped my and pulled out my gun and aimed it at him.
“Mac sent you here isn’t it? He sent you to come monitor our hideout isn’t it?” He raised his one arm in surrender.
“It’s not what you think Liam, I came here to form an alliance with you” After giving critical thought, I thought it best to listen to what he had to say at that very moment.
“Look, I know how much of a danger are you and how much Mac is scared of you, which is why I have come so we could deal with him together” I pulled my gun back inside my trousers and folded my arms and listened.
“That boy Mac, thinks he is the better man, he did this to me” I said pointing at his bandaged arm and eye.
“He did this because I taught his girl a lesson” I wasn’t surprised, It was a general rule of how much of a simple Mac had become.
“So I want us to align forces together and deal the hell with him”
“What do you have in mind?” I asked and he smiled back saying;
“A devastating plan, one that would ruin him so much” I replied with a smile of my own, thinking of the nature of the plan.
Elena’s pov
Every time I had the chance just to step back into my apartment, I felt some sort of old memories of that night with Cage, flashing through my head.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.
The fact that my mom was surely going to be indoors was something I hated, but I had no choice, there was nowhere I could go.
Once I stepped into the living room, she was there and I was beginning to think she was drunk, when she looked up and stared at me.
“You stupid girl! What did your lousy boyfriend do to my man” I laughed out loud for a moment.
“Mom, is that how low you have become? You now believe that Dylan is your man now? What a shame mom, what a real shame it is” I said, shaking my head in disappointment.
“Don’t you talk to me like that. At least he is better than that idiot you call Mac”
“Don’t you talk about Mac in that manner again mom, I would not like to take it easy hearing his name being mentioned from your lips” She stood up from the couch and was approaching me.
“I regret the day I gave birth to you child, it is obvious that you are nothing more than a disgrace to me” I gritted my teeth in anger and decided to pour out all my emotions at her.
“You think if God gives me another chance to make a replacement, I wouldn’t have replaced you in a heartbeat? You are such a disgrace mom that even that word disgrace is ashamed of you. How can you stand up here at your age and say Dylan, a young boy who is a year ahead of me is your man. Heck, you can give birth to him and call him child. ” My words seemed to be getting to her as she was certainly pissed.
“You need help mom and there is no saying that you are okay” I said and was about heading to my room, when she pulled me by my hair and I fell to the floor.
Right before she could lay her hands on me, I punctured her eye with my index finger, almost blinding her in the process and rushed up the stairs to my room.
It was becoming clear that my mom needed therapy, she wasn’t the person I had known years back. She was becoming a monster, a sadist and a depressed soul.
I longed for my dad, but he had promised not to ever speak with her again and it was damn obvious that he was hurt by his actions.
My phone beeped and I checked to see that it was none other than Mac, who had texted me.
“Hey babe.
Been trying to speak with you for a while, but you aren’t picking up. Dad left this morning, said I should greet you and of course you should take care of me…
…Will meet you later in the day, off to play basketball…
…Love you”
The only person that kept me sane was obviously Mac and I will hold on to him for my sanity