Until Dying

e circumstances, no matter the od

you. Once you are still breathing, you sti

around you, they will not dare to move closer unless you allow them to.

e. I can't feel myself aga

for saying those words. I regret ever giving

words hurt me deeply. Sometimes, I always wonder if she is indeed my mother. She ha

d?" I managed to complain one day. "At least, you should have allowed me to reach

in pain. "Shut up," she snapped at me. You are so vulnerable, just like your

my daddy and let him rest in hea

ugh on earth." So, kindly let

low and calm voice. I am teaching you all this for self-

her words. "I am too young for this, and

om had just hit me with a table. I touched the spot where she hit me with the table, and

e me, with her eyes blazing with anger and fury. In

caring if I had just come back to consciousness or not. "Despite how hard

most caring woman in her heart, and she is ready to go the extra length for her son. I could even remem

knew my location, she simply pointed to a golden wristwatch in my hand and said nothing again, w

doned building. Just when I thought all hope was lost, my mom appeared again and saved

old. But my plea fell on deaf ears. That is how she began training me in various combat skills and methods for deali

old when his business partner called him for a meeting in California. He wa

o me "You are a fighter and a survivor who

for their achievement. I am tired of dancing to their tunes

"Your time isn't over; you have survived a more critical condit

e is no way I can escape from here. I don't even know where I am. I have no map or compass

d me. Now go back and fight for what is yours. Fight for your survival and your departure. Finally,

wanted to hold him and

felt a strange magnetic force pulling me away from the spot where I was standing. I fe

body of water, but it all ended in vain. Finally, I felt t

heard a strange female voi

ccident. He is indeed a strong man

our player is alive?" I heard a

nd voice elucidated, and I could guess that it belonged to a male being

n's voice, whose voice I hated with a passion, implore

fully. "Despite all the sharp metal and broken glas

is companion?

ustain much injury. It seems like the airbag did a lot of work to protect he

see anything for almost 10 minutes. Finally, it started to diversify to

which makes me wonder where I am. I know the other arena ground didn't

rt. I am sure that I will find my way out of here as soon as I am healthy. I tri

my ear, and I could feel the happiness in his voice. "I

still manage to let it go out loud and clear enough for

me goes for the bitch you called mother; I wonder how you'll fe

all her any stupid name and watch as I slice your fucking throats. " I spat and managed t

s into my ear, and I could feel his hard breath and the odour of alcohol on his body. "I am st

s hate my soul. That is part of the reason they never let me cross the border." I said into his ear with a wide

e your strength till I am strong enough, then watch as I will surely cut your tongue, wh

he chest, which makes me cough out blood. He wanted to punch me again, but the femal

w he is trying to anger you so you could end up doin

I saw that she wasn't giving me attention again. "The angel hates my fucking soul and I still have many spare lives to

es turning red and veins protruding out o

e to fuck with that tiny dick of yours."

re fucking her, which means a carrot is worth more than your so-called dick. Now

atisfied with his carrot dic

ill kill you with my bare hand." He said while squeezing his hand to display his frustratio

to his ear while pecking him on the ch

a room or better, used the to

so scanning me dangerously. "You know, we can use him to acquire twice the money

an's face, and I knew instantly th

e syrup." He moved closer to me and faced me with the evil smirk still plastered on his lip

his face. Then I heard a loud bang on my head, w

.