Ashes of the heart

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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In a small apartment in Mocisa Colombia, a young woman sat in front of a mirror with a little girl by her side.

"Mascara". The older woman ordered, and the younger girl passed the mascara to her.. "So you are going to see your boyfriend again".

"What's his name"....

"Xavier Ravenmoor!" The little girl said in excitement, and the older woman laughed.

"Erynna you are being a little brat, when I was your age, I didn't know what a boyfriend was". She said amidst laughter.

"I'm not a little girl anymore Elena".

"I'm twelve years old now".

Erynna said proudly. Elena smiled and picked her sister up. She brushed her brown hair off her face, and chuckled. Erynna was just twelve years old, but she is so smart that one would think she is an adult in the body of a child.

That is one of the reasons why people are charmed by her beautiful face, her sweet smile,and her calm voice.

"I'm going to see Xavier tonight, we have a date planned".

"Be a good girl while I'm away ok?" She said as she hugged the little girl in her arms. Elena dropped her sister and smiled.

"Behave yourself little girl". She said and left.

A few hours later... The door of the apartment opened forcefully, and Elena barged in. Her clothes were all torn, and her body was shaking frantically.

"Erynna!" She called out urgently.

"What happened to you Elena?" Erynna asked immediately. She could see the visible dark spots on Elena's body.

"Look sweetie, some men are going to come and take me away".

"They might hurt me, but I don't want them to lay a finger on you".

"So I want you to hide, hide, and don't make a sound even if you see them taking me away!" Elena instructed.

Erynna nodded even though she didn't understand what was going on. Elena hid her inside a closet.

She knows her sister is afraid of darkness, so Elena created a small space for her to see some light. She wiped her tears, and gave Erynna one last look.

"I love you" she whispered, and immediately the door broke open.

Two giant-looking men walked into the room, and Elena started begging immediately.

"Look, I really don't have anything, just spare me please spare me!" She begged amidst sobs. The men's eyes darkened, and they approached her.

"Please have mercy on me!" Elena pleaded, and one of the men scoffed.

"Mercy?"

"We are in no place to grant you mercy, if you really want to plead for mercy, then you should go to the Ravenmoors". "Elena you should have known better than to mess with a Ravenmoor".

"You just got r*p*d by Xavier, but you'll still end up dying".

"That's what happens to anyone that goes against Vionessa Ravenmoor". The other man chipped in. "Please don't".....

Before Elena could finish her statement, one of the men hit her with a gun, and she fell unconscious. Blood trickled out of her head, and Erynna who was watching from the closet gasped.

"Let's leave her here".

One of the men suggested.

"No!"

"The boss ordered for her to be thrown in the bottom of the sea". The other man said. The two men carried Elena, and they left the room. Erynna, who was still hiding in the closet, couldn't move.

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