Crazy meets Arrogant

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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" I am really sorry, we tried all we could but your mum needs surgery." I took a quick glance at my mum before turning to the old man before me.

"There is no way in hell I could raise that huge amount of money." I breathed out in frustration.

"Well, you have to" He shoulder shrugged before he left.

That was really helpful buddy....

I rolled my eyes as he closed the door. I moved closer to my mum to have a better look at her fragile body.

Damn she still looks beautiful.

I removed the hair covering her face, Yep, definitely still beautiful.

"I won't let you die mum." I gave a sad smile, I walked over to get my leather jacket from the chair, I took one last look at my mum before leaving.

I pushed the entrance door, to let my self out.

Finally fresh air, now how do I get money?

I took a long look at my motorbike packed at the other side of the street, immediately an idea popped.

But dad gave me this as a gift, well I have no choice.

I groaned putting on my jacket, I finally let my hair down and made my way to my bike.

I came to a sudden halt when I saw a Range rover hit my bike on it's attempt to reverse. My eyes widened, I got out of my shock when the person drove off.

What just happened??

I ran towards my bike, pushed it up only to see a huge scratch, I felt my heart stop, there is no way in hell I can sell it now. I felt my blood boil.

You have got to be kidding me. I am gonna kill some one.

I hopped on my bike, the engine roared to life as I put it on, I raced after the Range rover leaving the street.

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The car came to an halt in front of a very huge company, I immediately drove to it's front. My eyes shifted to the person coming out of the car, Holy shit !!!!

My jaw drops as I took in his appearance, I felt my eyes widen as I spotted his beautiful blue eyes, that incredible jawline, his black hair neatly swept to the back.

He looks like a freaking god.

I looked at his features one more time, I spotted a smirk.

"When you are done staring, get that piece of trash out of the way, someone is gonna take my car in." He slams his door as he throws his key to the door man.

I stormed to his front before he could move.

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