All Chapters of MARRED: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

      " Promise me you'll take care of her... Promise me !! "     " Don't you do this, don't you dare ! "          " I promise "     " I...love... you " Mike's final words, before his hands dropped weakly, his eyes closed slowly, his heart... stopped.        The nightmares weren't a surprise, it wasn't in her head, it had all happened, the surprising thing however, was that she was still alive, and in a place she had never known all her life, carefully tucked under a blanket, dressed in floral patterned pyjamas, and had band aids on the bruises she had sus

            Grinnngggg, grinnngg !!, the resonating ring of the telephone echoed as it vibrated on a petite table, followed by racing footsteps as a middle aged caucasian female secretary raced to answer it.    " Hello! social mentor! what can I do for you today ? " she answered politely, trying to sound as welcoming as possible to the receiver on the other end.    " You could lay off the doughnuts, cut yourself some slack ! " the man on the other end of the phone responded offensively, with an annoying laugh.    " Already dealing with the idiots and it's only 8 : 30 in the morning, "she hissed as she dropped the call , followed by the usual recorded laughs that are mostly accustomed to the audience in a sitcom,       James adjusted in his seat as he

            From where he stood on the rail on his balcony, he could see the torrent of the waves, the harsh reclaim of the water, and the frail withdrawal of the beach sands, a frailty similar to the life he had before now, the defeat of the sands, and steady lash of the water somehow unearthed the traumatic replays of how his drunken step father had used his mother as a punching bag, everyday, since the very first day he moved in with them, it normally started with a punch, then another, and another, his fists making a mess of her face. Then he would rip her clothes off, revealing her scarred body, and turn to the eight year old, who couldn't possibly do anything to fight him off, he would grab him by the shirt, and despite her cries that he leave her son alone, drag him down the stairs, jet him across the room, and smash his body against the wall and empty bottles of cheap beer that scattered on the floor, more often than not leavi

                                " We have just received reports about shootings in the Eastern daily mall, according to information reaching us some criminals had tried to rob the mall, but luckily the security officers caught them and that resulted in a battle of bullets, following the reports, the gunshots had been fired at about 9:00pm this evening, stirring up the general public, as most of them fled the scene for dear life. "                      It had only been minutes after the shooting, but the media were already all over the place, to them news like this was as good as black gold, and they could kill to get the headlines.                      Paul and his team had arrived at the mall, the gates had been closed,

                 Alice shuddered at the sight of the man who was hellbent on assaulting her, he stood merely inches away from the bed where she stayed defenseless, her cries for help to her invicible rescuers seemed as though they were soft tunes to him as he grinned all so widely at the sight of her vulnerablity, he inched even closer and suddenly stopped, her eyes trailed his hands as they reached for his back pocket, he dug in deeper and then drew his hand out, with what followed being an eight inch long dagger, slowly he pulled it out of the sheet, and dropped the sheet on the floor, as he continued to the bed.              "  What's wrong Alice, you seemed so confident before, what happened all of a sudden ? " he questioned and dropped beside her on the bed, " where is that fire i saw in your eyes earlier " he questioned aga