🙍🏼♂️ His Average Wife 🙍🏼♂️
( Not like a model )
Writtenby Authoress Yesha 📒📒📒
Episode 39
Yo u were blaming it on your destiny,
While I was still not done with writing my own.
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The stars above were going to be the only witnesses of this night.
He thought while gazing at the clear sky above.
His f!ngerstapping on the steering wheel as an old song pla-yed on the radio.
With the car parked at the side of a deserted road, he sat in calmness that was impossible in such a situation.
But then again he was not a normal man, for his calmness was much more dangerous than his anger for sure.
Checking his watch he sighed with a bored look on his face.
10:42
The clock showed.
There was still time, he thought.
The radio lost its signal suddenly, ma-king him change it to another.
“An orange warning!! I repeat !! A thun-derstorm is approaching the states, will a wind velocity of 150 km/ hr.
Due to the sudden arrival of this, it couldn’t be predicted.
Expected to reach our state within half an hour, I request everyone to stay inside!! I repe-”
The news made him sit up.
A small smile to pl@yon hisl-ips as he welcomed the storm with open arms.
Nature was giving him the final approval.
It felt like everything was perfect tonight.
Perfect to seek revenge for his 24 years of pain.
For destiny will repl@ythe show for you.
Except for the fact that positions have changed and tables have turned.
His phone ringed at 10:50
As expected he thought
“Your work is done. The pictures were leaked and the police are on its way.
She is going to leave from here in like 5 minutes”
“Good. Connect me to the GPS in her car”
“Okay sir”
Within seconds his phone screen displa-yed a map with location tracker stagnant at a place.
Adjusting the earpiece in his ear and starting the ignition.
He placed the car to neutral and pressed the accelerator.
Roaring the engine of the Mustang in anticipation.
He sm-irked.
Just a lift from the clutch and the car will be re-ady for the chase.
“Sir we have a problem!!”
His men spoke and his knuckles turned white on the car steering.
All plans cannot be perfect.
His plan also had a flaw which no one could have ever predicted.
Not even him.
Who would have thought that his ugly duckling will suddenly develop wings and will fly away from her prison?
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“It’s dangerous ma’am!! The pictures show it all!
See here in this picture ….it clearly shows that you are the one who has kidnapped her!!
Police are on its way!! We have to leave this place!!
“I will kill that bas*** who fuc*** backstabbe-d me!! I am sure he is among our men only!! Find him and get him to me!! Alive!!”
The person nodded while listening to another call as she moved ahead to sit inside the safety of her car.
“What!! How? ”
The person exclaimed, ma-king Veronica throw an irritated look at him.
“Ma’am….we caught the man…..but…she…..she has escaped”
“You fuc*** useless people!! She is drugged for god sake!! How can she escape in this state!! Ask him where she went?”
She seethed in anger while ti-ght£ñing her hold on the pistol.
“Towards the main road ma’am…we will catch her…the road is deserted…she won’t be able to get any help”
She only replied with silence.
Then suddenly she sm-irked while ordering her driver
“Start the car”
“Where to ma’am?
“Turn towards the main road. Let’s finish what we left incomplete”
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She was not alone here
This was what she has realised till now.
Within minutes, the injection started its function.
The faces which looked hazy few minutes back were now crystal clear.
Those tattooed arms c@m£ in her view and she looked up to find him alre-ady staring at her.
He was helping her for an unknown reason.
She moved her arms, ma-king the shackles to sound loudly in the silence of the night.
His gaze shifted towards something on her side and she followed his gaze.
There was a key to her lock.
Her surprised eyes met his, to only make him nod in response.
His eyes vary of anyone looking at their secret eye conversation.
She stretched her hand and without much effort, the key was in her hands.
Suddenly, loud shouts were heard from outside, ma-king him move towards the door.
“.Why….why are you helping me?”
Her question made him turn around and step closer to her.
The veil of coldness in his eyes was now replaced with concern.
“The police will come in a few minutes and save you…. don’t leave this room.
Lock from inside..but don’t open okay”
She nodded still unsure if she can follow his command.
He left vary of his surroundings.
Within minutes gunsh0ts were heard and she didn’t know what to do.
Scared for her saviours’ safety, she got up and peeped throu-gh the door.
Her blood froze seeing the scene unfold.
Around 4 men surrounded her saviour, with them shouting profanities at him and kicking him.
His tattooed arms and bulky figure was not enough as they had cornered him.
She desperately wanted to help.
She was willing to do anything for his safety.
He told her to stay inside the room and lock it, but then her saviour will be dead in a few minutes.
How can she let him die for saving her?
She found the effect of the dug reducing as she was in full s-en-ses right now.
Exhaling all the stress out, she was re-ady.
pu-lling open the door loudly, she stepped out to make the attackers look at her in surprise.
Their kicks halted as they took in her mobility with open mouths.
Once she got everyone’s attention, her eyes landed on her saviours swollen eyes
“Run”
Was the only words she mouthed as she began doing the same thing in the opposite direction.
With everyone at her chase, she hoped she could help save her saviour.
Skidding down the long hallways, she ran for her life.
Her hands holding onto the walls for support as she turned her cuts swiftly.
Her lungs were dying for a moment of peace, but peace right now only meant one thing.
Death
Running out of the hallways, she found herself to be prisoned in a big warehouse.
With tons and tons of jute bags surrounding her.
“This way!! Come on!!”
The voices were near.
Looking around she found a heap of empty-looking bags in a corner.
Deciding to hide, she pu-ll-ed the bags above her b©dy.
Trying to be as immobile as possible.
“She will kill us if she escapes!! Hell, find her!!”
The voice sounded very near.
She held her breath as she heard footsteps around her.
Soon they disappeared into a distance and she breathed in.
But to her surprise, the bags smelt like something she found Rose carrying with her every time.
Her eyes wi-de-ned as she realised that she was surrounded by hundreds of bags of illegal stuff worth millions of dollars.
There was no time for this…she has to escape if she wants to save others.
She can’t die.
When their voices echoed at a distance, she made her way towards the man door.
The darkness of the night never felt so good.
Coming out of the building she ran without knowing anything.
The silence of the night soon felt suffocating as she st©pped to gather her breath.
Her eyes fell on the never-ending road in front of her.
And all her hopes die.
There was no car, nothing.
Her feet ached badly but she didn’t st©p.
She had to reach safety first.
Strong will was the only thing she had, and it was alone enough she thought.
But her tests were not over yet.
The clear skies were suddenly covered by dark clouds and they roared in thun-der.
hvgging herself, she kept moving forward.
No…no don’t think about it Elle…you can do it.
You have to save your child….you have to keep going.
Don’t look up… it’s fine.
Nothing will happen.
Her question was answered by a glas-s breaking thun-der.
Piercing rain accompanied the sound and she found herself shaking.
“No…God… plea-se…my child…my angel… plea-se God!!”
She was pleading now.
But still, those footsteps didn’t waver.
Moving forward with hands placed on her baby bu-mp and eyes we-t with tears.
She was desperate for survival.
Her b©dy shivered as her drenched clothes stuck to her.
The striking winds felt like sheets of ice piercing holes throu-gh her.
Her eyes couldn’t see throu-gh the rain, her b©dy couldn’t feel throu-gh the pain.
Sobs were the only thing breaking out throu-gh the stubborn girl which refused to back down.
Fighting her fears, she moved forward to break throu-gh all of them.
“God… plea-se…”
Were the only words escaping herl-ips?
As she pleaded with God to show her if he existed.
She has never hurt anyone, she only shared smiles and happiness.
She doesn’t deserve this fate.
If he is there somewhere, he will help me.
She thought as she looked up with hand still placed on her belly.
As her tears intermingled with the salty rainwater, a loud horn was b!own behind her.
Those scared, helpless eyes found the light of hope.
The light of headlights, that c@m£ from a car behind her.
Her heart beamed with happiness as she thought she found her silver lining in these dark clouds.
Signalling for a lift, she lifted up her hand with a hundred-watt smile on her face.
ru-bbing her belly she whispered to herself.
“God will never let any
harm come to his angel.
We will be safe”
But soon her smiled disappeared as she realised that the car was not slowing down.
Her light of hope was now blinding her ma-king her b©dy to go in a state of shock.
Those brown eyes were dilated in fear as they saw their end near.
Is this how it ends?
End to all her dreams, aspirations, relations and love.
End to Elle Lockwood.
Will she never see Ashton again?
Her angel?
Her own self?…her hands? Her own ugly face?
This sky? These storms?
She will not see all of them.
Will she vanish in thin air, to only leave her fragrance in her clothes behind?
Will Ashton miss her?
Her t©uçh, her smiles, her k!sses.
All will be gone to only leave memories behind.
Memories that will soon fade with time, to be only forgotten one day.
With time he will start forgetting my face.
These dull brown eyes he used to stare at, this tangled hair he used to pl@ywith.
All will be gone.
And soon ugly duckling will only remain a name that hisl-ips will forget to pronounce again.
30 feet
That was the distance between my life and death.
7 seconds
Was the time left for impact.
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Destiny has its own way of pla-ying it’s ace on time.
Deja vu some call it,but no one exactly knows what will happen in line.
When Karma comes to reap what you have sown in time,
even devils shudder for that’s why it’s called the best lesson of life.
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TBC 💢💢💢💢