THĒ JÃILBĪRD
Thē Jãilbīrd - Episode 25&26
(Female•In•Disguise)
★★★★★★★★★★★★★
#UNEDITED
She slapped him back!
The contact happened like a dream, but she was proved wrong immediately cos Madden's right hand grabbed her by the throat.
The next thing she felt was her back slamming against the window of a Audi car.
The window shattered, and the glass wounded her back even more as her blood soaked her shirt.
"Ah...ghh!" She gasped in stuttered verses, her painful eyes rolling back in their sockets before finally settling on Madden.
Just like her own cheek is red from his slap, Madden's cheek is also red from her slap.
His eyes blazed with a fierce, crimson intensity, burning bright in red like embers and ready to bore traumatizing holes into the core of her soul.
It's as if the very veins in his eyes caught fire as his grip on her neck tightened, fingers digging into her skin.
Despite the blaze of outrage in his eyes, Adeline didn't look away from them.
Despite the fact that she's choking madly and might die in the next minute from his strangulation, she kept holding eyes with the beast, then she gathered the strength to talk...
"It's not my... I was... It's...
"Shut it" he muttered, his voice deeper and echoing with resentment.
He let go of her, and she started panting, drawing air into her starved lungs.
He only had to holler, and two guards came over.
"Take him to the basement" he told them, and her eyes widened as she was grabbed.
"No! It's not...my... It's...
She couldn't even talk straight cos of the harshness of the choking. Her voice is still lost.
She would have resorted to fighting the guards off, but with her back wound, she dare not.
Madden turned and walked away before she could form a sentence, and two minutes later, the guards arrived at a the basement with her.
She was thrown inside, and the door was shut as she stood and began hitting it repeatedly.
"I was only following orders!!! Get me out of here jerks!!"
*
Madden went straight to the house of Orlovs, and luckily, he met both Erik and Klara.
They're at the dinning room, eating dinner silently as the time is currently some minutes downside 8pm.
Madden got inside, the fury still gleaming in his orbs as he held the table by the edges, flipping it together with the meals and dishes on it.
Glasses and dinning wares scattered everywhere, and the dinning table itself broke to four equal parts.
"Madden!" Klara stood, her eyes questionably wide.
Erik remained on his seat, seeming unsurprised since he's the mastermind of everything anyways.
"If you keep this shit up, then I'll kill you before you clock sixty! How dare you doublecross me! How dare you use my trainee against me! How dare you, Erik!" Madden yelled, pulling Erik up roughly by his collar.
"Madd!" Klara shouted again to bring him back to his senses, but Madden wasn't having it.
"You f+çking heard me so stop calling my name or I'll wound you mother!" Madden shouted back at her, and Klara slowly turned her face to Erik who's staying still in Madden's hold.
"You ruined his meeting with the merchant? You sent Micheal to eliminate him? Erik?"
The old man's brows knitted, but he remained composed like he didn't hear what Klara just said.
"Yes. Because he had nothing to offer. He wasn't the one who shipped the bullets for the snitch" Erik replied.
"You knew that and you gave me the wrong info?" Madden muttered.
"Sorry, son" Erik smiled, but the smile was smeared when Madden brought his fist down to his face, punching him heavily.
Erik staggered with a bleeding cheekbone, and Klara couldn't even move an inch.
It's like her heels are gummed to the ground, and veins corded her neck completely.
"You wanna be the future Pakhan with this attitude?" Erik said, wiping blood from his cheek before standing straight.
Madden's jaw clicked dangerously...
"When a leader can't accept failure, then it's a poof. You hate failure so tell me how you'd handle that in the future. A good leader handles failure and success hand in hand!" Erik snarled.
"Never! You hear me? Never will I bend for failure. I've had enough of it, so just watch me. You must be getting tired of pretending to like me when you actually feel the opposite. The war is only just starting, Erik" Madden replied and started storming out of the dinning.
"Madden..." Klara blocked him.
"You, too. You can stop pretending to be a good mother. I don't need your damn charity" Madden replied harshly and shook her off, then he stepped out.
"I'm not fake like the others, Madden! I am your damn mother! You came out of me and you are my son!" Klara shouted after him, grabbing the dinning cellar wood.
She pushed it down, letting all the alcohol and wine in it fall to their demise, splashing colours to the walls and her red dress.
"You're not making any sense right now, Klara" Erik talked.
"What about you? You think you're making it? How could you doublecross him? You're going back on the deal and it's setting my nerves on fire! I treat your children as mine so I see no reason why you should be an ass to him!" Klara glared.
"Are you talking about going back on the deal when you're the one who started it? You started giving him special treatment first!" Erik yelled, and Klara clenched her jaw, walking over the mess on the ground to him, so they're standing toe-to-toe.
"You know how he is. You know what his personality is like. You know about his anger issues and you know how tough his childhood was. Stop trying to start a war you won't win" she muttered.
"War? I have enough comrades behind me and you know. You'll be the loser at the end, so you might wanna stop treating him like a king. I got the information I needed from the merchant before ordering Michael to go kill him, and I'm transferring all the information to Igor. We're playing reality, right? Then let's get started" Erik replied, his demeanor so mean.
He stormed out afterwards, and Klara gritted her teeth, folding her fists.
A guard suddenly rushed in with a tablet.
"You have to see this, godmother" he reported, handing the tablet to her.
Klara took it, and her eyes glitched when she saw the video playing on screen.
It's a record of how Adeline slapped Madden at the park.
The video started from where she slapped him, so the fact that Madden slapped her first or grabbed her neck is hidden right now.
Klara threw the tablet at the wall, her rage going over the top.
"Bring Micheal to me" she ordered.
"He has been sent to the basement by Death himself" the guard reported.
"Good, he never spares anyone he sends there so I expect his dead body by daybreak" Klara said.
*
GYM*
Loud and Jinx are currently inside with scanty other mobsters, exercising late.
It's only peaceful like this at night, which is why Loud prefers night visitation to mornings.
He's on the cable machine while Jinx is on the upright bike, both sweating as heavy exhales escaped their stressed nostrils.
"Shouldn't we stop now?" Jinx said, her voice barely coming out.
"One more minute" Loud replied.
"You said that thirty minutes ago too, f+cker" Jinx replied, getting down from the bike.
Loud chuckled, letting go of the cables.
"You told me Micheal would meet us here, why is he not in sight yet?" Jinx asked, picking a towel to wipe her face.
Loud picked a towel too, wiping his face without replying.
"Wait... Are you keeping something? Is there something I should know?" She suspiciously asked.
"He went on a mission for The Pakhan, actually" Loud confessed.
"What the f+ck! Wasn't he supposed to work for Death only? What's the nature of the mission? What are they trying to do to him cos this is obviously not ordinary" Jinx said, her tone alarming.
"I dunno the nature of the mission, but honestly since he left, I haven't been thinking straight too, which is why I dragged you to come gym with me to distract myself" Loud replied.
"Darn, this is bad." Jinx got her phone from where she dropped it, and her eyes shadowed when she saw over two thousand new messages from the group chat.
Curiously, she clicked on it, and her eyes widened when she saw the slap video.
"Loud you need to see this! Check the group!"
Loud got his phone, checking the group too.
His eyes widened with the same intensity, then he exchanged glances with Jinx before running out of the gym with her.
Getting out to the compound, it's total chaos.
Normally, the mobsters split at nighttime.
Some sleep because of tiredness and some go on night mission. Some go clubbing, some go drinking, some duel and some f+ck, so the compound is always dry except for the guards, but tonight, it's different.
It's full to the brim with mobsters strolling in groups, their eyes glued to their phone screens and their mouths speaking nonstop.
* Slapping Death calls for death.
* F+çking hot death
* Micheal is gutsy.
* Is he insane?
* And to think we threw a welcome dinner for him
* Someone remove the f+cker from the group already!
* The fact that he killed Stravinsky, is that getting into his empty skull?
* Let's bet it, his body will be out of the basement tomorrow morning.
Jinx and Loud couldn't close their mouths at the nonstop sprouting of hate words.
So the clan is scattering and they were at the gym without any knowledge of it?
"C'mon Jinx, I can't lose Micheal too. I just lost Nikolai I can't f+çking lose Micheal too!" Loud said loudly.
"I know how you feel, and I feel the same, but it's Death we're talking about. I don't think Micheal is coming out of that basement alive" Jinx replied.
"No, there has to be something, there has to be" Loud shook his head, running towards the manor.
"Loud!" Jinx went after him.
*
IGOR'S SUITE*
The tapping sounds of laptop keys could be heard as Igor's fingers danced on the system board.
His eyes are fixed on it, and Andrei is behind him, watching his every move.
The key sounds got louder and louder every second, and then Igor did the last long click, finalizing the deal.
"Yes!" He stood with a big smile.
"It's done?" Andrei said, looking at the laptop screen.
"Yeah. Father said the merchant only traded with one person for the past two weeks, and that person is an American. Obviously, the person is working with someone in this clan" Igor explained.
"So we're flying to America to get the person? When is the flight?" Andrei asked.
"I booked a secret meeting with him since he's a business man, and we're meeting on Friday, meaning we have to fly on Thursday" Igor replied.
"I'll prepare" Andrei said and started leaving.
"Go to the house of Orlovs first. Tell father to order Madden to keep Micheal alive" Igor suddenly said.
"Why?" Andrei deadpanned.
"You didn't hear the trending news? Damn, he slapped Madden? Incredible, I want him in my team" Igor replied.
"Sure" Andrei nodded, finally leaving.
He left the door ajar, so instantly after he left, Kimberly came in.
"Do you have no shame? Buy some! You're acting cheap and it's an eyesore" Igor barked.
"You still want me. I see it in your eyes. You're only just scared" Kimberly replied, walking slowly to him, her eyes fixed on his belt.
"Scared of what?" Igor frowned when she got to him.
"Getting addicted to my body. You're scared of wanting me everyday and no one else. Admit it, you want me as much as I do" Kimberly replied, smiling as their eyes angled.
Igor snickered arrogantly, and when Kimberly saw his Adam's apple moving hungrily, she smiled again, pushing his chest.
Igor fell on the couch, and she came over him, undoing his belt with big appetite.
"Fine, bî+ch. Show me what you've got" Igor said arrogantly.
"I will" she replied, pulling down his pants.
His huge d+ck slapped her cheek, but she gave it control by palming it. She rubbed the cap before bending over.
She held eyes with Igor for one last time, licking her lips.
"I love you, Igor" she whispered.
Before Igor could curse her, she was already sucking him...
"Damn!" Igor cursed.
*
BASEMENT*
Despite the fact that Adeline lost blood again even more than before, she just couldn't sit still.
She's on her feet, backing the wall and staring at the dark.
The basement smells like snow... Like Madden, and she hates it so much.
No single sound except for the crickets and fireflies that are in there with her, and the sound of her dragged breaths.
Her phone has been buzzing in her pocket, but she didn't even bother to check cos it's obviously the group chat.
Everyone probably heard about the slap already, and she's surely getting cooked presently.
She finally got the phone out with a sigh, and instead of checking the group, she turned on the torchlight and checked out the basement thoroughly.
There are several clay bowls, and there are some broken faceless statues scattered on the ground, then on the walls there are scribblings.
She moved closer to the scribblings, and she was surprised that she could read them.
It's a mute language which can only be understood by mute people, and she understands it because her late father was mute.
She focused more on the scribblings, reading through them.
HELP ME.
HELP ME!!
HELP!!
That was the only thing scribbled repeatedly in almost every space on the the wall.
"Who wrote this? Is there a mute in the clan?" Adeline muttered, and then the door opened roughly.
Happy that she's finally getting released, she turned around, but she was shocked to see Poe coming in.
"How are you enjoying your vacation house, Micheal?" She smiled, folding her arms as the door closed behind her.
"Let me go" Adeline replied.
"And who told you I'm here to set you free? You should see how the mobsters are hating on you right now, you slapped Death?" Poe scoffed.
"He did it first" Adeline replied, and she didn't get a head's up before Poe's palm travelled to her face.
She slapped her hard, and Adeline fell against the wall, her back hurting so bad and bleeding more.
"Are you dumb? You think this is the America you came from? This is damn Russia! You're in a mafia clan! After the Pakhan, Death comes next here, and you were used against him! Do you know how much he hates tools? You should be lucky you only got slapped, but then you slapped him back? I dunno what's up with him these days cos of it was one month ago, he'd have shot you on the spot and dragged your body to his dogs by himself!" Poe shouted at her face.
Adeline swallowed, her fingers shaking.
"Since he didn't do that, I'm gonna do it for him" Poe further said.
"What do you...
Adeline couldn't finish when Poe brought a punch to her face.
Adeline blocked it with her palm, and Poe smiled cos it wasn't a punch, it's actually an injection.
Poe already released half into her system through her palm before Adeline could kick it away.
"What was that? What did you inject into me bî+ch!" Adeline shouted and tried to stand, but her knees shook, and she fell back.
"Watch how you deteriorate slowly. The wound on your back will speed up the action, and that wound will start spreading till you die in three hours. No one is coming to save you anyways, see you in hell" Poe waved, walking out of the basement.
"Poe! Poe!!!!!" Adeline screamed helplessly on the ground as the door closed.
*
MANOR*
Madden has been in his office since he arrived.
He has a laptop in front of him which he's staring at with his attractive glasses on.
His digits were clicking on the desk, a sign of impatience as he stared at the bunch of intel in front of him.
There are millions of them, but none is useful since he has no lead.
He inhaled, removing his glasses before interlocking his fingers, resting his chin on it.
He frowned when he received a new mail, and when he checked to see it's from The Pakhan, his eyes narrowed.
• Keep Micheal alive and send him to Igor's team. It's an order.
Madden almost started laughing in mockery after reading that, but then his head snapped, and the idea came in a wave.
Why hasn't he thought about this from the start?
A evil smile appeared on his lips, then he left the office, and immediately he stepped into the living room, the noises from outside started coming again.
"Master please pardon Micheal!".
"Please punish him whichever way you see fit but don't kill him"
The voices belong to Jinx and Loud, and they've been begging outside like this since an hour ago.
He only pretended not to hear, and he's gonna continue pretending.
The fact that The Pakhan is ordering him not to kill her just made his rage boil to the top, and if Loud and Jinx don't stop this annoying begging, then he might kill her for real.
He hates hearing people beg, and he hates orders. Both go hand in hand.
As if they can hear her, the begging stopped, and his peace returned cos they went down the mountain afterwards.
He settled on the couch, shutting his eyes and basking in the ominousness casted by the glow of the red lights.
He hasn't closed his eyes for two minutes before he opened it, getting his phone.
He's in the group chat, so when he saw the numerous messages, he decided to click, and then he saw the slap video and the hate comments, all calling Micheal a bastard.
He left the chat, dropped the phone beside him and rolled his eyes forward, remembering her bleeding back.
At the same time, he sighted her balm container on the center table, and his brows arched.
He stood and left the living room.
*
BACK IN THE COMPOUND*
Jinx and Loud returned just now, and Loud led them to Nikolai's grave where he sat frustratedly and Jinx stood in front of him.
The weather is becoming colder than it should be, and snowflakes are already falling heavily, then the wind is becoming harsh.
Seems there's gonna be a blizzard.
"I knew he wouldn't pardon Micheal. Poe is the only one who knows the new basement passcode except boss, and Poe will never tell me" Jinx said.
"If he really kills him, i swear to f+ck, I'll murder myself too" Loud replied seriously.
"Just calm down" Jinx replied.
"He really needs to calm down" Poe joined them, and Loud stood.
"You posted that video on the group" he accused.
"Yeah, I couldn't have kept such a big news to myself" Poe replied, and Loud moved closer, punching her straight in the face.
"What the f+ck!" Poe cursed as she tasted her own blood from her bursted lips.
She tried punching back, but Jinx stood between them.
"Stop it!"
"Get away!" Poe glared.
"Stop it I said!" Jinx glared back.
"You posted the video to make everyone hate him, isn't it? And you achieved your aim, bi+ch. More wins, ok? And damn you!" Loud yelled to her face before leaving angrily.
"That bastard!" Poe spat.
"I'm disappointed" Jinx muttered.
"What do you mean?" Poe replied.
"Death brought us into this clan, remember? We were both blind beggars by a roadside in Petersburg where he picked us from, paid for our surgeries and brought us here, he trained us and changed our lives totally. We both know he's not kind but he still did it. I expect you to try to be kind too even if it's hard, but seems you've forgotten all the years we spent by the roadside. You disgust me right now" Jinx pushed her, and Poe staggered back.
Jinx left angrily too, and Poe laughed awkwardly, sniffling in the cold.
"So what? Hate me all you want! In the end, you'll see i'm doing this for the two of us" she mumbled.
*
BASEMENT, 10:30PM*
It's happening exactly like Poe said.
The wound really started spreading after the injection, Adeline could feel it all-over the skin of her back.
The blizzard happening outside made everything worse cos she's shaking on the ground already.
Her teeth is clashing, and her skin is changing color to light purple.
Unfortunately for her, she's not wearing a hoodie or pullover, just her button-up shirt.
She couldn't even move herself or crawl from her spot, but she was able to move her arm to her phone, taking it from where it fell on the ground.
Her eyes were already blurring when she unlocked it and went to contacts.
There are just three lines on her phone.
Loud, Jinx, and Master.
She dialled the last one, and the line rang for only one second before it was picked.
She gathered he remaining strength to talk, her voice weak...
"Master"
No sound came from the other end, but she's sure he's listening.
"I agree I know nothing about how the rules work here, and I'm sorry. I'll do anything you want as punishment, but... Please save me. I can't die before I kill Corey. I want to live... I want to" she muttered.
Unluckily for her, the phone went off immediately... Flat battery.
She lost all hope straight, and she started hoping for a sudden miracle.
Can Kimberly just come?
Jinx? Loud?
Can anyone just appear please?
She's dying fast, and it's poisonous.
The clicking of the door made her jerk a little, then someone came in.
She can't see who in the dark, but the footsteps gave her the hint.
Only one person walks that way...
Madden is here.
"Master?" She weakly said, and he crouched beside her body on the ground.
He was actually already behind the door even before she called.
"Thank...yyou" she sniffled through the cold, still not moving an inch.
Madden said nothing as he turned on his phone torchlight, angling it on the wall before tearing off her shirt, revealing the spreading wound on her back.
His eyes beamed with unplanned rage when he beheld it. His insides tumbled, and his jaw clenched
He quickly took off his big leather coat, covering her with it before sweeping her up in a bridal style, into his muscular arms.
Adeline's arms went wrapped on his neck, and as he began walking out of the basement with her, she could feel fury steaming off his body.
It's destructive, and she has no idea who it's directed to.
"Give me a name. One name" he muttered when he got to the door.
Adeline looked into his eyes and was unable to blink before saying the only name in her mind.
"Poe, it's Poe" she muttered, and silence rented the air as he went down the front stairs, stepping into the blizzard.
"Close your eyes" he suddenly said.
She needs to do that to preserve her energy so she won't lose consciousness before they'd get to the clinic.
"Why?" She replied powerlessly, adjusting her arms on his neck.
"No damn questions, just close your eyes, Addie" he replied, and she almost couldn't believe her ears
Addie?
Did he just give her a...nickname???
TBC.
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