Clang!
It was 8 am and the gate of Smith's house swung open. Both Alan and Rui were out of the shed and on there way to the old apartment building. Alan was feeling better now. After a long and exhausting night, he wanted to head back and rest more. Rui understood the circumstances and didn't asked him to stay any longer. After all the arguments he heard, he wasn't thick skinned enough to rest at the Smith's residence. They were heading towards the car when someone called from behind, " Rui!"
Both of the omegas turned around and saw Mr. Smith heading towards them. She knew Rui was still ad and headed out without telling her parents. It was her way of silent protest against the higher authority. As a result, Mr. Smith came running as he heard the gate sound.. Rui was still mad at her parents, she remained silent. The awkward silence was too much to bear.
" Sir. Thank you for taking care of me last night and I am sorry for all the trouble you went through because of me." Alan broke the silence with words of gratitude.
"Oh. Don't even try. This perfunctory thanks when you didn't even care to tell us that you are leaving. Lad, you sure lack manners." Mr. Smith mocked Alan.
Rui glared at Mr.Smith. She was still holding back her anger. For her, it was really disappointing. She never knew her parents would be so unreasonable. Today, she lost faith in her parents.
" I asked him to leave with me. And why should he feel grateful? Dad, you never welcomed him anyway. You are asking for gratitude when you kept him in the shed like some animal. Still, he was modest enough to say thanks. So, tell me, who exactly lacks manners."
Mr. Smith was furious. He was reprimanded by her own daughter in front of an outsider. It was humiliating. However, he knew he deserved it. When Rui was late last night, he checked her location. When he found that she was in the dark pearl club, his heart jumped out of his chest. That whole area was red zoned because of high crime rates. The crimes were all related to kidnapping, assaults, murders and rapes. In his line of work, he knew exact details of what was happening inside that club, narcotics, illegal trafficking, smuggling and more. Moreover, when Rui told him that she went there voluntarily, he was speechless. This spoiled daughter of his was more naïve then he expected. But she returned home safely. It was all thanks to the young man. Even though, he was a savage and a defective product in other's eyes, he was a friend and precious person for her daughter. He was ashamed that he cared about others and criticized the one person who kept his daughter safe.
Mr. Smith knew he was wrong. And he was brave enough to admit it. He asked them to wait there and went back into the house. He came back with a bag and a file. " Let's go. I will drive you back. I have some business in that area."
Rui didn't budge. She was adamant to rebel against her father. This silent protest was making Alan uncomfortable. He was caught between rock and hard place. He pulled Rui towards the car. They both sat in the back seat and Rui kept her protest mode on until they arrived at the apartment. They got off the car. Rui went ahead without saying a word to her father. On the other side, Alan wanted to smash his head on the wall. He wanted to say thanks yet he knew he will be mocked again. He was standing there, questioning his existence, unable to utter a word. The awkward atmosphere was killing him. Mr. Smith simply ignored him and drove away.
When Alan walked up the stairs, he heard commotion coming from upstairs. He speeded up and reached the door. It was already open, Rui was inside and so was the landlord. There were other people too, who were throwing his stuff out.
" Hey! Stop it! You stop this. What are you doing?" shouted the landlord.
" You old haggard bitch. I told you to stop. Who said you can touch this stuff. You f*******….." a chain of curse followed these words. Rui kept going on and on while picking up the stuff that others were throwing out.
The land lord was furious." Hey you mind your tongue, you little punk. You lack manners, your whole family is *******…" another chain of curses followed entrapping the seven generations of Smiths into dirt.
These words were so abusive that even the hired men were feeling disgusted by these two. Unable to take it any longer, Alan grabbed Rui's hand. " What happened?" he asked.
"What will happen? this fucking ***** **** ***** is throwing your stuff out without even giving you a prior notice. I asked him to stop but he pushed me down." Rui was already having a hard time to control her temper and now, this landlord has done it.
" Ya…how dare you touch my stuff, you mole. You even dared to spout curse at my friend. You and your whole family******…" a long trail of curses, swears and abuses followed these words. These words entrapped the landlord's last 14 generations and upcoming 14 generations into mud.(censored for you to imagine the worst ones)
The words were weaponised to hurt each other and thus, the war begin. It was two against one but it was loud. The whole building was engulfed by the loud sounds of curses flying in the air. The sight was magnanimous. The world witnessed the most filthy word war of the era. In the room, all the hired men were standing in a corner with hands on their ears. While the three great warriors were still going on. Suddenly, a flying slipper hit Rui on the head. The great warrior was fallen. Now, Alan was holding the ground alone against the enemy. When he saw Rui getting smacked, he instantly turned around, " Who the hell.."
The words got stuck in his mouth. He choked and simply gave up.
It was Rui's father. He just parked the car and was walking upstairs when he heard her little Rui's voice. Unfortunately, he witnessed her little Rui spouting big, disgusting words. The sight was too much for him and so, his hand slipped. Only heaven knows, how unusually weird it was that slipper could slip from the hands of a man who once gripped guns and even launchers
This beast with humongous aura appeared here. The whole room felt silent. However, Alan was unable to hold back his laugh. Why? Because the fallen warrior had a red print on her cheeks. It was the stamp made by sole of slipper, which said " 100 % pure rubber"
His laugh echoed in the whole room. As a result, he got a red print on his cheek too. Thus, the hand slipped, once again.