100 days girlfriend - S01 E111

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100 days girlfriend - S01 E111

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 111

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✰[MICHAEL!!!!]✰

43 MINUTES AGO**

“Welcome Noel” Uncle Bealer smiled.

He is a man in his early 50s. He has beards on his chin, with streaks of white ones.

He is quite weighted, with an average pot belly. He is dressed richily, in dull blue suit and trousers.

He also has a deluxe black shoes. He had a silver watch worn on his left wrist and his cologne smells like its made from the rich-est ingredients.

“Where’s she?” Uncle Bealer smiled.

Some of Noel’s uncles and aunties are there but they hardly talk. He’s more closer to Uncle Bealer.

“She’s right behind me” Noel smiled, and Shannon finally came to view.

She was wearing a baby pink short gown with a furred cape. Her hand firmly held onto a Gucci purse and her legs had black boots on them.

“She’s the one, Uncle. The one I plan to marry. Miss Shannon Kennerson” Noel announced holding her hand.

Mr Bealer looked up and when his gaze met Shannon, his brows furrowed.

Shannon smiling face got filled with horror when she saw his face.

She swallowed hard, praying he would not recognize her.

She had once scammed him of all his money, and made him and his company go bankrupt for many months.

“This ain’t good” She bit her lower li-p as she sat close to Noel. Her th-ighs were already trembling.

“You okay?” Noel who noticed her awkwardness asked.

“Huh? Yeah…Yeah… Yeah” She nodded.

Mr Bealer knew her as Miss Annie Newton. That was the name.she told him the other time she sed-uce d him.

Shannon could see the man dangerous glare feasting on her. She was feeling uncomfortable now.

“Uhmm…Noel” She whispered.

He spared her a glance.

“Sorry, but I gotta go” She whispered.

“Go?,But-

“The restroom” She quickly cut in.

“Oh. Check the small door by your left immediately you open that door” He pointed at a big brown door.

She smiled and got up. She gestured greetings to the family members as she walked past them till she got to the door.

She opened it and quickly jammed it close.

“Oh Fu-ck. I gotta get outta here and real quick” She thought, releasing hot quick breaths.

“Calm down…Calm down…Just calm the Fu-ck down. You will be fine. No, You won’t be fine. You will be killed I tell you. Killed…So, you better leave here now. Or maybe leave the country, if possible” She told herself and went into the rest room.

She opened the window and looked down.

“Not so bad” She swallowed.

***

“Your fiancé is taking long than expected. Why don’t I go and check up on her. Maybe, she lost her way”

“Huh?…Hmm…Okay then”

“Excuse me then” Mr Bealer said, and went to the door.

“Fu-ck” He cussed when he found out it was locked.

“What’s it, Uncle?” asked Noel.

“My 50 billion” He uttered, lowly and scurried off throu-ghthe door.

“What’s happening?” Noel muttered in confusion. He went to the door and tried opening it but it wouldn’t bulge.

“Shannon? You there?? Open up!” He said, hitting the door.

***

“Stop!! Annie…or shouted i say Shannon. Stop! I said stop right there!” Bealer barked, watching Shannon flee with her car.

“I warned you!” He snarled, and ran to his car. He opened the door and jumped in.

He glanced at the revolver on the next seat and a smirk ran across his thin li-ps.

“Oh God. Please no! no! no!!” Shannon shook her head, as she saw a glimpse of the SUV via the mirror.

“We need to leave…like need to leave right now” She muttered and brou-ght out her phone from her purse with her trembling hands.

Her heart palpitated fast and hard. Her head was spinning. She was having tinnitus too. She called her daughter right away.

Her eyes wide-ned a bit when she heard the faded voice of her daughter day; Mom, Hello??

She quickly responded.

“Its time we leave. Our lives are in danger. Take Liam away from scho-

She heard a loud gunshot and the phone fell down her hand.

She slowly turned back to see his hand out of the window, he was shooting crazily.

“Somebody save me please” She prayed.

“Give me my money, slut!!!” He screamed.

She was crying now.

She took her phone up and called Whitney again.

“Mum…Mum…Please, where are you??” Whitney was sobbing.

“We…we need to leave the states, Whitney. I’m in danger. I can’t do this anymore”

“What do you mean, Mum. What’s going on?”

“I’ve been caught by one of those rich men I once sed-uce d”

“What? How?!”

“It happens that he was Noel’s best uncle. Listen to me. There’s no time. As I speak, He is after me-

Another gun shot was heard making them shiver.

“Mum, be careful…I always warned you, huh!”

“This…This is not the time now to reminisce about the past. I want you outta school. Go home and take the plane tickets plus everything in my luggage. Our credentials are in it. Go to Liam and pick him from school. Both of you should go to the airport and-

“And what about you??, How are we gonna leave without you??”

“You aren’t gonna leave without me, you dumbo!! I’m going to the airport but first, I wanna lose this guy. What I want you to do now for me…is to just to leave this Fu-cking place with Liam. No looking back. No turning back”

“Okay mum” She sniffed.

“Good girl” Shannon said, and hung the call. She looked back and gawked in awe.

“Where’s he?? I…I lost him Thank goodness” She heaved.

At that moment, the car came right at her front and hit her car to the wall, stopping it from going further.

“No…No…No” Shannon shivered.

“Got you!” He laughed and jumped down from the car

“Sh!t” Shannon cussed, and opened the door. She came down and started limping away from him.

Her legs hurt cause of the accident he made.

“Pathetic” He scoffed and went to her.

“Come with me. We have some unfinished business” He spat and held her hair.

“Let me go!” She yapped.

He took her by the hair, leading her up the stairs of a wrecked building.

“Fu-ck! Please!! Let me me go!” She pleaded, but she got pushed to the floor instead, and she bruised her knee.

“Owww” She winced, hurtfully.

“I’m going to let you go but on one condition” He said, playing with the revolver in his hand.

“What’s that? What?” She rushed her words.

“Where’s my ha-rd earned bastard money!! Where’s it?”

“I…I don’t have it, please! I’ll save enough and give it to you but please. I have nothing with me. Let me go huh? Please, I’m begging” She went on her bruised knees with tears in her eyes, rubb-ing her hands together like it would produce the money.

“Its either my money or your life”

“Please…Please…Please”

“Stop shaking and stay well!” He roared.

“This is my last bullet and I can’t imagining failing this shot so you better behave” He said, angrily and shot the gun once.

Shannon closed her eyes tightly, her ears picked up the loudest gun shot ever. Shivers went throu-ghher spine like tingling electricity.

“Am I dead now?” She thought and slowly opened her eyes to see Noel before her.

“No…Noel??” Bealer stuttered.

Shannon gasped and covered her mouth. Noel was right before her, covering her, facing her, right on his knees.

“Noel? How…How- She couldn’t even complete her words. Tears were running like stream down her eyes.

“I tracked your location” He muttered, and coughed out blood.

“I thought you would leave again and kept tracks on your location”

“You are gonna be okay. Lemme call the emergency unit” She for-ced a smile, and made to stand up with him but he quickly held her arm, pulling her back down.

“What’s it?” She muttered, her eyes letting out more tears.

“Sorry” He whispered, his breaths and eyes shaking.

“What?” She whispered back.

“Sorry for not holding the wedding which I promised” He smiled warmly.

“Its fine. We can still hold it. Let go. I’ll call the- She swallowed when his head dropped down on her shoulder.

“Noel?” She called, weakly.

“Noel?, What…What’s happening?, Can you stop and let’s go? Huh?? Let’s go!! Noel!! What are you waiting for!! Call the ambulance!! Call the ambulance!” She shouted at a shocked Bealer.

Shannon hug-ged him close and felt his blood already dampening her palms and hands.

His clothes likewise are damn soaked with his blood.

“Hold on, okay? He’s calling the ambulance. You’ll be fine… You…will be fine, Noel”

5 HOURS LATER**

Maureen was seen running into a funeral house. Her hair is tied into her pony. Her trousers is black and her jacket too. She’s wearing a black stiletto heel.

“Maureen” Desmond called and she stopped.

She quickly went to him.

“What’s up?” She asked.

Desmond shook his head.

“As if Whitney leaving us unexpectedly without saying a thing wasn’t enough. Now, John’s- She paused and wiped her tears

“Where are they?” She asked.

“There” Clark pointed.

Maureen breathed de-eply and slowly walked to the hall where the two brothers were.

They were dropping flowers close to the coffin.

“Hey” She whispered to them both and they looked at her.

Ricardo came to them and for-ced a
dry smile.

“I’m their father” He introduced.

“Yes, I know. I’m Maureen. Jayden’s course mate and friend and I’m John’s…” She stopped halfway.

“I’m John’s friend too” She muttered.

“Thanks for coming. I appreciate” He whispered and left when he saw few of his fellow a-ssemblymen coming.

John glanced at her.

“How did you know?” He whispered.

“Why ask? Its obvious. It’s all over the news and net” She replied.

Maureen looked at Jayden. His eyes were down.

“Its better you don’t talk to him” John muttered, his eyes blessed with abundant tears.

“He is shaken up by Whitney’s sudden departure” He added

Maurren took her gaze back to John.

“I know I hated my mum but I never wished for her to end like this. She could have fought it till the very end” He muttered, letting the tears go.

“Maureen” He held her hands.
“I don’t wanna lose you either. I thought about it and I don’t wanna leave anymore. I wanna stay with you forever” He said, breathlessly.

“No..” Maureen whispered, taking her hand off.

“Maybe back then, I was right. Maybe we aren’t meant for each other. From henceforth, John. We aren’t dating. We aren’t a couple. We are exes… We mean nothing to each other”

“Then, why are you crying?” He whispered, wiping her tears. She quickly slapped his hand away.

“I told you before…never wipe off my tears…ever. Do what makes you happy, John and I will do what makes me happy and breaking up with you makes me relieved. I’m here cause of this incident and that’s all. This is our end. Goodbye” She for-ced a smile.

A MONTH LATER**

BERLINGERMANY*

Shannon eyes were out of the sport car. Whitney did the driving. The radio was on, playing cool music that suited the weather back to back.

Liam, however is still in cla-ss, in highschool.

Whitney sighed and faced her mum. She’s on sun gla-sses. She has always been on gla-sses since they moved to Germany.

“I thought I was the sick one. Why am I driving?” Whitney asked.

Shannon ignored her.

“Hmph. What a mum you are” Whitney muttered.

“Mum?” Whitney whispered.

Shannon turned to her.

“You aren’t crying…are you?”

Shannon laughed lowly, now facing her.

“No. Why would I?”

Whitney looked down, then back to the road.

“The tears are sliding down your gla-sses” She muttered.

“Oh” Shannon sniffed and wiped it off.

“That was awkward” She for-ced a smile and wore the gla-sses.

“Mum?, You need to stop and move on…please. Doing all this won’t rise Noel from the dead, you know”

“I feel bad…very bad… I’m so gross” Shannon snarled.

“And why do you say so?” Whitney asked, and pulled in front of the hospital.

“He died cause of me. If I was never a seductress or whatever, maybe I wouldn’t be in this…. mess?, Maybe Noel wouldn’t be dead”

“You can’t undo it. Anyways, I warned you” Whitney said.

They were both walking throu-ghthe hospital corridor now.

“You don’t have to remind me” Shannon hissed.

“Mum?… Here, car keys for you” Whitney handed the keys to her.

“Oh no. I ain’t driving”

“You are” Whitney said.
“I’m the sick one” She added.

“I ain’t driving, period. What if my tears smear my eyesight. That bad, you know” Shannon said, and kept the keys inside Whitney’s jean pocket

“Mum!!!” She wriggled, angrily.

AN HOUR LATER DOCTOR’S OFFICE*

“So, what’s my daughter deal?” Shannon asked the male doctor sitting across them.

The doctor adjusted his gla-sses and cleared his throat.
“Here it is. Her test results. It is said,,, that your daughter is 2 months pregnant…

“Pregnant?” Shannon laughed.
“Who?” She asked, taking her glas-sdown.

“One Miss Whitney Kennerson” He gestured at Whitney.

Shannon looked at Whitney who had no expression and had nothing to say.

“What’s up, Jayden” Shannon smir-ked.

Whitney took her face away.

“You’re just like me, Naug-hty” She scoffed.

Whitney gave a louder scoff.

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna drive. We don’t want the baby getting any problem, huh?” Shannon winked and took the keys from her.

Whitney bit her bott-om li-p and looked further away from her mother.

She slowly took her eyes down and faced her tummy.

She rubbed it and never realized when a smile ran across her li-ps, despite her misty eyes.

9 YEARS LATER**

SEASON BANK**

“I’m not late, am I?” Whitney smiled, going into her counter. She was just coming from the restroom.

“Quite” Her partner, Celine smiled back.

They were both bankers… and they were attending to their clients and customers, alongside the other bankers.

“Huh?” Whitney suddenly remembered.

“Where’s my son? Where’s Michael??” She asked, looking around.

“Someone took him” Celine answered, flatly.

“What!! Who??”

“Some lady”

“Are you crazy? Why would you allow that?” Whitney ran off the counter.

“The little lad wanted to pee and I was busy. I asked the lady in cooperate wear to take him to the bathroom. Darn, I never did anything wrong”

“Michael!!!!” Whitney kept calling.

“Mum!!” A sweet, cute voice sounded at the other side and Whitney heaved.