To say Lujiet was shocked would be wrong. It was more inclined towards nirvana… the enlightenment, of her stupidity, of course.
All right, all right I’ll tell you already.
In her periphery of vision and within earshot were Rico and his corny friend (yes, the same one as in Chapter One… don’t remember him? Think “Okra”.) And no, they were not discussing the weather.
You guessed it… it was one of the repetitive speeches of pride that Rico bestowed on his corny friend on a regular basis about his brilliant plan.
Lujiet wanted to shoot herself. She felt as though somebody had ripped her apart.
“O my love, my darling Moreo, how could I ever have doubted you?” she wailed. An anger blind to all restrictions and repercussions instantly gripped her and she marched like a she-devil towards the cause of her agony and slapped him hard and resoundingly on his face.
If looks could kill, Rico would have been burning in hell within nanoseconds. Rico fell down ungracefully sputtering with shock onto the floor. Picking him up by the collar, she lifted him up and socked him cleanly on the jaw. Yeah… baby! Then followed a cool head spearing closely tailed with an elbow smash. The townspeople cheered wildly on seeing that Lujiet finally found her senses. Inside the ring, the fight was still on, with only one active member, the other being shocked into station. “And… here comes the fire maiden… ooohhh that was one clean punch into the stomach… what is she doing now… nooo… she would do that would she…yes, she’s doing it… owww… that must have hurt… kneed in that delicate part”, rasped the commentators breathlessly.
Within five minutes, Lujiet the avenging one, ran to her home and stood panting behind her locked doors. As rapidly as it had come, her anger evaporated, leaving behind unfathomable grief. One week she sat like that broken and continually shedding tears of guiltiness.
That’s when heard something that caused her more grief than ever.
Three thousand miles away, Moreo was giving a press conference about his new dare. Due to the wondrous invention called satellite, Lujiet saw it with growing dread on her television set. It is important to note that this satellite is a geo-stationary one since it is a communication satellite. This means that this satellite is located approximately 36,000 kilometres above the earth's surface. It's time period is same as that of ea... SCREECH!!! Sorry, back to the story.... yes, where was I? Oh, yeah...
Incredibly, Lujiet knew what his actual plan was.
Don’t ask me how, but soul mates apparently have a soul connection.
To be continued
All right, all right I’ll tell you already.
In her periphery of vision and within earshot were Rico and his corny friend (yes, the same one as in Chapter One… don’t remember him? Think “Okra”.) And no, they were not discussing the weather.
You guessed it… it was one of the repetitive speeches of pride that Rico bestowed on his corny friend on a regular basis about his brilliant plan.
Lujiet wanted to shoot herself. She felt as though somebody had ripped her apart.
“O my love, my darling Moreo, how could I ever have doubted you?” she wailed. An anger blind to all restrictions and repercussions instantly gripped her and she marched like a she-devil towards the cause of her agony and slapped him hard and resoundingly on his face.
If looks could kill, Rico would have been burning in hell within nanoseconds. Rico fell down ungracefully sputtering with shock onto the floor. Picking him up by the collar, she lifted him up and socked him cleanly on the jaw. Yeah… baby! Then followed a cool head spearing closely tailed with an elbow smash. The townspeople cheered wildly on seeing that Lujiet finally found her senses. Inside the ring, the fight was still on, with only one active member, the other being shocked into station. “And… here comes the fire maiden… ooohhh that was one clean punch into the stomach… what is she doing now… nooo… she would do that would she…yes, she’s doing it… owww… that must have hurt… kneed in that delicate part”, rasped the commentators breathlessly.
Within five minutes, Lujiet the avenging one, ran to her home and stood panting behind her locked doors. As rapidly as it had come, her anger evaporated, leaving behind unfathomable grief. One week she sat like that broken and continually shedding tears of guiltiness.
That’s when heard something that caused her more grief than ever.
Three thousand miles away, Moreo was giving a press conference about his new dare. Due to the wondrous invention called satellite, Lujiet saw it with growing dread on her television set. It is important to note that this satellite is a geo-stationary one since it is a communication satellite. This means that this satellite is located approximately 36,000 kilometres above the earth's surface. It's time period is same as that of ea... SCREECH!!! Sorry, back to the story.... yes, where was I? Oh, yeah...
Incredibly, Lujiet knew what his actual plan was.
Don’t ask me how, but soul mates apparently have a soul connection.
To be continued
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