"You don't want to do this." He warned again as he sat down relaxed on the sofa. "Bruce, warn them."

"See, you don't want to bet on this game because you will only lose, My boss is the best, second to none." Bruce warned just as his boss told him to.

"I'm not backing down." Val was determined.

"Okay." The strange man who is Bruce's boss said as he sat upright while he got into position for the game.

They started the game. To me, random pawns was been moved but to them it meant something. 

In less than five minutes, the son of a monkey who was Bruce's boss relaxed once again with a smirk on his face.

Val's face was down cast with sweat dripping off her forehead; she had the look of someone who wished to be anywhere but in this same room.

From the dramatic display I have seen from both sides, the atmosphere, one of my worst fears came  into reality.

He won! He. Freaking. Won!!

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Barbara Williams
A nineteen year old girl disrespect her parents for what she thought she saw and her parents can't give her.
 LOVE
she moved in with her boyfriend who she thought can provide her with the love she was craving for.
what happens when things go down the wrong lane and she loses all she thought she has gathered?

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I smiled meekly at her. In terms of fighting, Val can and always has been beating me. I can barely hold up against Kirsten not to talk of Val. 


Again, I just gauge their strength and experience from what I've seen and what I know about them. 


"I'm feeling left out now." Val pouted. 


"You too, come here." I stretched out one of my hands and dragged her to join the hug. 


"It's okay, it's getting too cheesy," Val complained ending the sweet hug quicker than necessary. "Come see what I prepared." Val walked to show us what she prepared. 


I followed behind her. It wasn't long until I noticed a picnic mat already set on the floor with a picnic basket beside it. 


"We are here for a picnic…" I wanted to question but it turned out to be a flat statement. 


"For what?" She crooked her neck to the side making her look like a baby. 


Chapter 29: Hypocrite