The President Broken Angel

Kuwain seated in the car scanning the surroundings as he noticed all types of men, smoking, what seemed like beggars, homeless, and jogging.

“Well, ain’t he something? He sent men here already… Who exactly is he and what does protecting her get him?” Kuwain asked himself and said taking a moment, he sat in the car watching questions about the benefit of protecting Jhonia.

“Is he climbing the tree?” Kuwain asked, looking at one of the men going up in a tree a good distance away from him. His attention quickly turns to Jhonia and her driver, after shaking his head! He watched for some time before he realized she had been standing there for a while! His phone pings.

“This is her old home, she’s not safe there get her out by any means necessary. Her uncle is not someone to be trusted!” The messenger finally sent him a message. Kuwain got out of the car immediately and realized Jhonia was already stepping inside the house. Jhonia and Orean who had stepped inside, Jhonia then walked up to the staircase while Orean stood at the door, watching her! Jhonia looked up at the wall where she saw photos of her mother and father and of herself!

“Orean, get me a box from under the stairs, walk to the kitchen then look to the stairs you will see a door there! Find me a box that can hold these photos and whatever else? I will find that belongs to my parents.” Jhonia said, then explained where Orean should go to find her the box she requested! Orean went and found a box then returned to give it to Jhonia who began taking the photos from the wall! After picking the photos and placing them into the box.

Jhonia turned around and noticed a woman on the couch. She seems to be in a very ill state. Jhonia walked back and into the living room where the woman lay down on the couch she stepped to take a closer look at her, and noticed that her face has multiple scars here and there, the woman began opening her eyes. Kuwain has entered the house and walked past Orean and over to Jhonia, when he glances at the couch, he quickly looks at Jhonia but quickly glances back to the couch seeing a woman sitting up.

“Huh? Mrs. Smith? … What are you here?” Kuwain questions the ill woman and why she’s there, she turns her attention to Kuwain but seems hesitating.

“Who is this lady?” The woman’s voice was cranky and weak, almost like an old machine trying to make it sound heard, as she asked?

“No one important”

“She’s a friend of mine, we work together, but you haven’t answered my question?” Kuwain said cutting Jhonia off! Then, asked?

“What question?” The woman asked him, she stared at Kuwain as if she could not recognize him. Kuwain kneeled down to her on the couch. Jhonia watched him, and felt she was mean with the way she was answering the woman’s question earlier.

“Did you forget again? It’s okay, it’s the flower guy I always send flowers to you.” Kuwain said to her, she stayed silent as if she was trying to remember.

“Who is she?” Jhonia asked, looking at the woman, Kuwain stood up!

“She had an accident some time ago, losing her husband and daughter, she kept saying “My daughter, she’s alive.” But when I looked into it, they told me that a similar case to it was closed! However, it was the daughter who survived and both of the parents died. She came to the home for people like her, she often forgets things, someone we consider mentally ill but she’s different.” Kuwain said and looked down at the woman with a bitter facial expression, he explained how she lost her family but when he looked into it someone else had the same case but it was the child that survived even though she’s in a home for the ill she’s different and often forgets things..

“How so?” Jhonia asked as she remembers Kuwain talking about a similar case, which is her’s.

“She never forgets that she has a daughter and that she is alive, each time she recalls the daughter she would run away from the home and go looking for her. Which reminds me, why would she come here of all places?” Kuwain explains how she never seems to forget about her daughter and would run away to go find her daughter but then asked? They turn to find that Bryane and Dana were nowhere to be found after the question was asked? Jhonia sighs as she turns away from where Bryane and Dana should be standing and over to the tiny bookshelf where she saw books and types with her mother’s name on them.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Since they are gone, we might have trouble soon. Orean pick these for me, I’m going to check the rooms upstairs and follow me shortly to collect what I have found belonging to my mom and dad!” Jhonia said, then turned and said to Orean, she walked away and went up the stairs.

“My daughter? My baby she’s alive, she was here.” The woman finally uttered words. Kuwain looked at her immediately.

“Your daughter was here?” Kuwain asked?

“Yes, I heard her… She called me mom.” The woman said after a pause she added, Kuwain looked up the stairs because only Jhonia had said the word mom, in her presence but his mind rushed back to why he rushed inside the house in the first place.

“The couple inside that house is responsible for the death of her parents if anything happens to her in there? I will hold you responsible.” The messenger sent to him and he rushed into the house. He noticed Jhonia was taking quite the time to come back from up the stairs. The banging sound of a weapon fired Kuwain and Orean rushed up the stairs and took each door closer to them but didn’t find her. The men from outside came rushing in with three more doors to open… Silence passed through them, as each door was open.

“She’s over here!” Kuwain said entering the room, Jhonia was squatting down unharmed!

“Whoever it was? Is in the backyard!” Jhonia questioned the person then said. The men rush down the stairs and out to go around the back while Kuwain helps Jhonia up as he remembers the messenger’s words.

“The couple inside that house is responsible for the death of her parents if anything happens to her in there? I will hold you responsible.”

“Who is the couple to you?” Kuwain asked?

“My uncle and aunt in-law, why do you ask?” Jhonia responds and asks him why he inquired of them.

“Nothing and not that I’m trying to find someone to blame, but they disappeared and then this?” Kuwain said to her in a questioning way.. Jhonia looked at him in silence.

“It’s not about looking for someone to blame, because I have had the same thought! Let me get my stuff and we can go back also, send the woman back to the home she was in.” Jhonia said to Kuwain, after some time Orean walked with Jhonia down the stairs. Leaving Kuwain standing above the stairs looking down.

“The couple is responsible for your parents death… Yet, there are your family which makes me wonder what did your parents do to them?” Kuwain spoke with himself and asked? Before he decided to go down the stairs, Jhonia picked the box then Orean took it from her. After Kuwain went down he lifted the woman from the couch and went out with everyone else. They were more guards than what he counted earlier, now. However, he ignored them and went to his car, Jhonia quickly caught up with him.

“I will drive with you and her, you said she keeps mentioning her daughter. I thought I would drive with you to distract her while you drive.” Jhonia said opening the door to the backseat of the car, Kuwain gave her a lip smile as she smiled at him. He then put the woman to sit down… Jhonia got into the car and sat with the woman, Orean turned the car around first then Kuwain, then the rest followed them. After they were one mile out from the city. The guardsman cars slowly stopped following. Kuwain, could not see them anymore.