Chapter 4 LETTERS FROM THE THE DEAD CHAPTER FOUR (4)

LETTER FRO THE DEAD

EPISODE FOUR (4)

Moses has never fainted before; he was never a fan of fainting.

He watched Wayne and his younger sister Julie argue on who faints most, but he always claimed never to be moved by any activity to the extent of fainting.

But here he was laying on his bed oblivious of how he got there, he sat up quietly using his left hand in cleaning his face

He looked round the whole room in a bid to check if Kyle was still there as the activities that led to his present state was still very fresh in his mind.

Removing the duvet from his body, he made to step down from the bed, he took notice of the table watch which read 9:45am.

He just remembered he is having a 10am class by Professor Allen that same morning, he planned on dashing into the bathroom but he just remembered he now lives with a ghost and his legs rejected the decision of entering the bathroom with him.

He went to his reading desk and carried his bag as he dashed out of the room going out to disrupt another class by Mrs. Allen.

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Henry could be seen in his red Lamborghini at the parking lot as he rested his head on the steering wheel, he was covered in deep thoughts, his mind was clouded with multiple options of what step to take next.

"What's happening boss you sounded urgent on the phone" Mali replied as he stepped into the car, he sat at the back sit while Kelvin took his sat at the front bringing out a cigrates in a bid to start smoking.

Henry raised his head slowly, his eyes were red, he gave Mali a wicked snare and turned to Kelvin, he held him by the collar with his fist clutched as one that can blow down a concrete wall.

He began to punch him heavily

It took the intervention of Mali to stop the horrible Sight, Kelvin was already bleeding as one beaten to stupor.

He coughed out blood as he tried opening the door but found out Henry already had it locked automatically.

Kelvin rested his back to the door with his hands covering his bleeding face.

"What has gone over you man!" Mali shouted holding Henry back from punching Kelvin.

"He caused it" Henry shouted hitting the steering wheel with both hands in frustration.

"And all you can think about is smoking you dumb smoker" he cursed

"Caused what boss, I did nothing" Kelvin said chocking between the blood covering his nose and mouth

"what's up with you lately?" Mali asked visibly angry with his voice rising.

"Never you dare shouting at me!" Henry replied authoritatively.

"The next time you raise your voice at me I promise you that you will look for your tooth on the floor" he continued giving Mali a wicked snare.

Mali breath down immediately in fear, he knew Henry was not joking because he has seen persons select their tooth before and the Killing of Kyle Spencer was one of their recent atrocity.

He knows Henry to be a rugged and heartless killer taking after his father, he gets everything he wants.

Henry was not a small boy to be toyed with, he is a directly replica of his father who is a dogged politician in California, they controlled the economic powers of Santa city.

Henry is a billionaire kid who has been raised to believe only the rich should have a say in life affairs, so he has regard for no one.

"It hasn't gotten to that boss" Mali said in a reserved state. He shifted backwards so as to avoid he same thing that Kelvin just went through.

"So what's happening boss" he continued

"She is back!" Henry shouted hitting his hands continuously on the steering wheel

"Who is back?" Mali asked confused

"Kyle you shit!" she shouted giving Mali a wicked snare

"Kyle Spencer?" Kelvin asked spitting out blood

"Yes! And keep your blood stained mouths to yourself!" Henry shouted filling irritated with the bloods spilling from his mouths and broken nose.

Kelvin kept quite immediately, he held his broken mouth and nose.

"But that's not possible.... Wait is this about the dreams?" Mali asked

"This time around it felt so real" Henry replied, from the tune of his voice, he was really feeling frustrated already

"Jezzz and that's why you punched him?" Mali asked getting hot

"Fuck you bro" Henry added "Now get down my car" He continued as he opened the door.

Mali and Kelvin stepped down the car and made for the male rest room immediately, Mail could be seen helping Kelvin with a white cloth, he brought it from his breast pocket and stood with heads to the wall in the restroom

Kelvin washed the blood from off his nose and turned to Mali

"I need to get my nose stitched man" he said with one hand placed on the broken nose.

"Henry has gone nut" Mali added.

Kelvin walked into one of the private rooms, he loosened his belt as he let his trousers fall down.

He placed one hand on his nose, he felt pains surging through his face as he used the other hand in setting himself ready to empty his gladder.

It happed fast, he turned to the mirror and there she was, she had this strange smile as she looked at him.

He froze instantly, he was scared, he tried to shout but she covered his mouth with her right hand and he struggle to cough out words.

"You sponsored my death" she said smiling

She removed her hands from his mouth

Kelvin tried to speak up but he lost his voice already

His eyes widened in surprise

He realized Henry spoke the truth, he tried to weigh the reality of who stood before him

"You are dead!" he finally found his voice

"Ooooh yes we both know that already" she replied instantly taking calculated steps at him while he moved backwards steadily.

"And now it's your turn" she added smiling

He fell on his knees immediately, using his other hand to support his short.

He was confused, he has never been this scared, she carried with her this aura that was not present in the natural,

She looked extraordinary, he hair was left rough and she was clothed in those same cloth, he remembered everything, the whole nigh she died flashed before his eyes.

"Nooo no don't kill me please"

"Ooh how the wicked loves begging" she said twisting her neck with fire in her eyes.

She winked and landed her hands on his face. The impact was heavy; he saw himself crashing to the toilet sink as if the walls were falling before him

There he laid in the pool of his own blood with neck broken and his head smutched into pieces. The blood flowed out from under the door and Mail took notice of it shocked.

He heard the faint conversations, he tried forcing the door open...