One Night Stand: My Blood's Justice

EMILY'S POV “I woke up blindfolded, my wrists burning against the ropes binding me to a chair”. My pulse thundered in my ears as I said… Who are you? as I heard a gesture moving in front of me. Unfold her I heard. The voice seems quite familiar. ‘I was dripping in fear and shed drop down my eyes as I was heartbroken by what I saw as my eyes unfolded’. I found myself in a container that was almost dilapidated and it was completely horrible. It turns out to be Ariel Molson. Derek's elder sister. “Derek's wife was the overall judge in the city of LA”. ‘Her necklace was made of customized gold making her recognizable being a Molson family even if I was just seeing her for the first time’. “cold sweat slid down my spine and my stomach twisted”. She was pouring down petrol all over my body and all around the container. Her facial expression was very much brutal, she has made her decision and nothing is going to stop that. “You piece of sh*t she said”. You seriously think you are going to go scot free after getting some evidence and putting my Family's career on the line. You may be a step closer but I am many steps ahead of you. ‘She Laughs Majestically’. I am one of the most prominent women in the city and you low brat thinks you could actually bring me down. ‘B*tch I said’, y-...you think you can go scot free also. How can you live this kind of life with dark secrets enclosed in your mind? You ought to die and rot in jail. She forced out an awkward laugh, wearing a strange smile as she tried to appear sympathetic. “Rot In Jail!!!!, you say”. The law belongs to us. Have you forgotten, my brother's wife is the overall judge in the city. ‘The laughing continues’. I was seriously shattered. If I die here, who will get justice for my father? How would this have happened? I screamed loudly for help as my voice almost left my throat…. “Definitely, no one could have heard my voice as I am somewhere far from the city.” I looked tearfully down. Initially before I was kidn*pped, I had discovered that she was my real mother. And when this happened, I wanted to tell her even right when she wanted to burn me alive to ashes. ‘Please, let me go’.... I dared to beg for my life. I am just starting my life, it won't be good if I were just dead like that.. She stared at me unfeeling and without emotions. She clenched my jaw in anger. ‘How dare you beg for your life’. She took a slow menacing step towards where I was tied down. “No one tells me what to do” she enunciated, grabbing my jaw in a very painful way with no human feeling or remorse. “I-...I am sorry please, it hurts so much. I cried out in serious pain. She took a hard look at me saying, you have worked for my brother before and you know how the Molton family works. You have once been loyal to me in particular by manipulating your people in Beverly Hills about the great gold that could be discovered in the town, “Great Job”. How dare you try exposing my secret? You really know nothing she said, “flipping the lighter in the air”. ‘Tell me, what exactly did you know….’ I said to her, I want to get justice for my father. I know you perfectly understand what you have done, and what I am really trying to say you wretched piece of sh*t. “What your tone or else…, I might be forced to unleash my worst, Ariel said”. What type of a woman are you? You're a beast, the devils look-alike exactly, I said. You are a disgrace to all women and that is why you will never find a good loving husband. Five husbands within six months. “Shut the Fu*k up”, she looked at me in extreme anger and her jaw tightened. What I said must have really pained her. I was really struggling to lose the knots tight around my wrist as I remembered that I had recently made a voice-note to her before I was kidn*pped by her on the same day. “Hello Mrs Molson, I discovered I am your real daughter and you may not have known. But I have the only evidence you left me with when I was a child, half of a loving pendant, customized, having the last three letters of your name ‘IEL’. And I got the other half at the mansion having the first two letters of your name ‘AR’. On joining them together, it perfectly matches. ‘I doubt if she has seen my message even till now’. It was mid-late at night. If I were to guess based on my observation, it should really be around 10:30-11:00pm. No one could definitely have had our conversation together or come to rescue me. Guessing the place, it should really be down the town in some of the forgotten bushy areas. ‘My knees buckled as tears blurred my vision. It felt as though my world had collapsed around me in that present time’. ‘She continues to pour the petrol all over the container, including outside the container surroundings’. Cold sweats ran down throughout my skin as fear consumed me totally. I continued, desperately praying that someone would find me before it is too late so I could live long enough to get justice for my father (Zevian) and see that the wicked ones get punished for what they have done and wouldn't go scot-free just like that. Much sooner than I really expected, flames raced all over through the container. Heat slammed into me from every direction, and panic seized my chest completely. A vehicle engine rumbled outside the container. Vroo…..oomm. Tires screeched against the grasses on the pathway before the sound disappeared into the night. She was gone. She had left me to die inside the burning flames, very much convinced that my ashes/death would erase her dark secrets and end my fight towards getting justice for my father.. BANG! BANG!! BANG!!! I heard the sound, clearly it's coming from the door of the container that has partly rust. I heard my name- Emily…Emily..!!!!. The voice looked quite familiar, ‘it could only be one person’, I said to myself as I passed out.