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《 Monsters aren’t born, they’re Made 》
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[# SEASON ONE
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By, ✿ฺ Author Indigo Raine ✿ฺ
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©Copyright 2023 [?? ℕ?? ℂ?ℙ? ?ℝ ℝ?ℙ???]
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Genre(s): Dark Romance, Forbidden, Mafia.
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Theme: Sometimes water is better than blood.
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[# Chapter Four
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Not long after her mother arrived, she was escorted off the property by security guards.
“Look at my daughter’s hair! How dare some brainless barbie who can’t keep her legs closed for two seconds do something so horrid to my child?” when Meira called her and spoke in Indonesian, Syahla lost it. Her daughter never speaks her second language unless sometging serious happened. “I demand that girl be expelled from this school or I will call the police!”
“Ma’am, we can’t just expel a student,” Mr. Gardner, the principal and father of Roxanne, boredly said. “I’d very much prefer you to go home and come back tomorrow so we can properly discuss the matter. You are creating quite a ruckus on the school ground which is disturbing our students.”
“Listen you big nosed ogre,” Syahla removed her earrings and kicked her stilettos off. “Did you hear anything I just said? Your goddamn daughter stuck gum in Mei’s hair. That is a form of b*llying. She needs to be expelled and it should be done now! Why don’t you keep your ill-bred skank home where she can’t h*r*ss other people’s children.
“Mrs. Hamilton that is my daughter you’re referring to have some manners and respect,” her constant disrespect was beginning to infuriate the man. “I’ve been very patient with you all this time but you have crossed the line by–”
“Cross the line? Oh, sweetheart, I wanna shove a cross up your @,” she stepped to him but the guards held her back. “Your daughter has been terrorizing the students of Arkville High for far too long and all you do is let her! She needs to be removed from this school and put in a mental institute because she’s mad if she thinks she’ll get away with doing that to my daughter. ????? ??? ?????! This is not over!”
[???????????(Indonesian to English): St*pid old man!]
In the end, Mr. Hamilton was called to come get his wife because the security guards were struggling to keep her away. All through the drive home Syahla comforted her daughter and cursed in her home language nonstop.
Meira on the other hand didn’t utter a word, not even when they arrived and she could sit on the couch in the living room. A hairdresser was called seconds later to fix her hair. It was waist-length, but by the end of the session it was almost at her shoulders. She thought being cheated on was heartbreak, no, seeing her hair so short for the first time in years was a heartbreak.
Syahla angrily paced up and down. Her husband couldn’t even touch her. She was so angry she could str*ngle a bull. Meira had come to her before about the constant h*r*ssm*nt from Roxanne, she had wanted to visit the school and blast those useless teachers but her daughter begged her not to. Now she had all the right to. This was too d@mn much. Syahla is a woman who has been through a lot in her life, her heart has ached many times, but seeing her child in tears absolutely took the cake.
No one makes her baby girl cry.
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‘Where can I find a hitman? Belinda, Christopher, and Roxanne has lived long enough. It’s time for them to meet Jesus and confess their sins,’ she violently chewed her nails as she pondered.
Meira spent the rest of the evening and night in her room. Her hair still looked good. It was of high quality, but the length irked her. In the full body mirror she looked at her face and figure. Mei wasn’t a small girl, she had a curvaceous body, just the right kind of thick. She inherited her mother’s hourglass figure, but got her clear crystal-blue eyes from her father. She looked down at her slightest chubby belly. A calm sigh was released, she can’t change her body, but people who b*lly her for it apparently don’t get the memo.
Meira licked her near-red pillowy lips and climbed into bed, she was nervous about going to school tomorrow. She didn’t want to start something with the Gardners, they were powerful people and from some hearsay they had connections to the Mafia. They could hire people to come and eliminate her family. She just hopes things aren’t too serious, maybe she could just transfer to another school?
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The next day, Meira stayed home. Her crippling anxiety about meeting Roxanne was too much, luckily her mother stayed by her side and comforted her. Feeling thirsty, she left her room and ventured into the kitchen for some water or maybe juice. She made a startling discovery.
Belinda Whyte–her beloved cousin–was in her kitchen eating strawberry ice cream.
Sensing a presence, the beautiful brunette looked up from under her extravagant fake eyelashes. “Oh, Mei, I didn’t know you were home. I thought you and your mom were out shopping or something. I, uh, came over to say–” a resounding slap landed on her cheek before she could finish.
It was so hard she tasted something metallic in her mouth as her cheek stung like a thousand wasps attacked her. She slowly turned, wide-eyed, and shuddered under Meira’s murderous gaze.
“To say what? You successfully ruined my relationship and is proud of doing it? Sometimes I forget audacity is free. You have some nerve coming into my home under the guise of wanting to speak to me, or wh@tëver you’re here for,” Meira looked around for something when a broomstick presented itself. She grabbed it and stepped to her cousin, “I am going to beat your little relationship-wrecking @ and send you back to Miami to your mother. Don’t ever show your face to me again, you impetuous skunk.”
Just as she raised the item to unleash hell upon her the young woman screamed, “Wait! I’m pregnant with Christopher’s baby! Have mercy!”
The item fell. She stumbled back in shock.
“…what? That…that can’t be true,” she held her chest.
Belinda cautiously eyed Meira. “I found out yesterday. I told him I was pregnant with his baby and he blocked me. He said he doesn’t want me or the baby. He loves you, and he’s planning to…to propose after graduation. I’m sorry I missed Ryat’s welcome home party, Chris took me to Paris where he rented a fancy hotel room for us. He told me he loved me and we’d start a family someday, amongst other cr*p, but now he wants nothing to do with me. He wants you back. Mei, I’m sorry…”
“Why in the name of roasted sweet potatoes is noise in my goddamn house? It’s Tuesday for the love of fried potatoes!” Syahla showed up. “Who let this demon in here?”
“Mom, she’s pregnant. It’s Chris’s baby,” Meira turned to her mother tearfully.
Syahla looked at her, then at Belinda whose head was bowed in shame. She played with the inside of her cheek with her tongue and said, “I don’t feel sorry for you. At all,” then she went to her dear daughter.
Theodore who had let her in arrived and looked at the three women. “What is going on here? Why is Meira crying?”
“This ill-mannered little girl is Christopher’s mistress. They had been sneaking around for the last three months behind Meira’s back. She revealed their secret relationship to Meira, and after boasting about ‘taking her man’ she is now here claiming she is pregnant with Christopher’s child. Pathetic if you ask me. I hope he was worth it,” Syahla gave Belinda one nasty look and began leading Meira into the living room.
Just then, “Wait! Meira, I-I don’t have anywhere to go. My parents kicked me out when I told them, a-and they told the whole family. No one wants to take me in, they said I should go to Chris, but he’s not in town and I can’t contact him. I-I don’t have anywhere else to go…please help me. I’ll be a maid, dishwasher, anything you want. Please don’t throw me out, I’m desperate!”
The usually proud and haughty young lady fell to her knees and clasped her hands. “P-please! I don’t have anyone else to turn to. I’m begging you.”
They remained in silence, the occasional sobs of Belinda can be heard. She has no money, her parents froze all of her accounts. She had nothing but the clothes on her back and few belongings they allowed her to take. She’s legally homeless.
“Mom…” Meira called and looked up at her. “You handle this. I can’t. I’ve reached my limits. My heart can’t take it anymore. I’m mentally, physically, and emotionally drained. I am done.”
Syahla kissed her daughter on the forehead and nodded. “Alright. Bella, from now on, you’ll stay with us and work as a maid. I assign you as my daughter’s personal sl*ve–I mean maid. You’ll stay in the attic. Have fun cleaning out the cobwebs.”
“Dear, isn’t that a bit harsh?” Theo commented.
Syahla shot him a deadly side-eye. “One more word from you and I’m asking for a divorce.”
“Mrs. Hamilton, Meira, I don’t know where to begin thanking the both of you from–”
“Hush. Your voice is the same as the buzzing of mosquitoes; absolutely, irrefutably, and unbearably annoying. Your job starts immediately. Go and get my lovely daughter and I glasses of water!” she barked ruthlessly.
Wasting no time she did as told, though she almost spilled them. “H-here’s your water, ma’am!”
Syahla knocked both glasses out of her hands, surprising everyone. “Clean it. Don’t even think about using a broom, use your hands and a rag. The floor better be clean enough to eat off when you’re done. If I come back and you’re not finished, say hello to eating rats and insects. Now, get to working, Princess.”
Theodore had no say in what his wife does. What she says goes. It’s her way or the high way.
The look Belinda wore would make even the coldest hearts melt, but Syahla’s was unfortunately frozen. She and her daughter left the scene with no remorse–Theodore was taken along too.
As if the day wasn’t disastrous enough, something unexpected showed up on the news that night: ??????? ???????, ?? ???????? ???? ??? ?????? ?? ???????? ???? ?????? ??? ??? ???? ???????? ??????? ?? ??? ???? ??? ????? ??? ???? ????? ????????. ?????? ???????? ???? ??????? ????? ? ???*???*??? ???? ??? ????? ?? ? ?????? ?????…
The details the news broadcaster released were chilling. Not only had Roxanne been beheaded, her body has been dism*mb*red. There was also evidence that showed someone tried to get rid of evidence by using a chemical that could break down human tissues. Meira was baffled.
Not long after the news report, police stormed the Hamilton family residnce to take Syahla into custody as a prime a suspect.
Meira wanted to pull the rest of her hair out from stress, Theodore had a mini heart attack–he had witnessed a similar thing years ago when he watched his son being taken away by officers. The crowd outside was massive, red and blue lights flickered atop the police vehicles. What sort of sorcery is this? It’s one unfortunate event after the other.
Meira fainted on the scene, unable to accept the fact that her mother was in handcuffs. A similar thing had happened years ago, her father d**d and they thought she k*ll*d him because he was an ab*s*ve husband and father. Seeing that as a child, and as a legal adult, was too much to bare.
“Young madam!” the maids rushed to her aid.
Dreadful moments later she felt herself being scooped up and lifted into the air. Something smelled incredibly amazing, too.
“Who… What…” she said, drifting in and out of consciousness. “Mom? Dad? Is that you…?”
Just before being swept into unconsciousness, she heard a dulcet male voice say, “Shh, baby girl, don’t worry. You’re safe with us.”
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Who could’ve done such a thing to Roxanne? Lord that person is cold
