Chapter 67

Miguel's Pov

"Right this way," he  said as he motioned me to precede before him.

Entering the otherwise empty classroom, I turned expectantly at him, only to be hit on the back with a club.

Why do I always end up this way?

I thought as the darkness took over me.

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I opened slowly opened my eyes, the pain am feeling on my back skull too much to be considered a child's play.

Where am I?

I looked around at the unfamiliar place; how did I end up here?

The room am in is devoid of anything except a chair directly opposite me.

Three strong looking  short iron poles were lying in the floor.

The place looks too neat to be considered an abandoned room or warehouse. 

Trying to stand up, I found out am tied to the chair am sitting on.

Tugging  frantically on the ropes left a mark on my hands.

What's going on?

why am I tied to a chair?

how did I end up here?

The thoughts were running through my mind with no one to answer the questions.

As I was still trying to remember how I ended up here, the door to the room opened, and Solomon walked in.

Seeing him made me remember what happened when I walked into a room to help him out in something.

"What am I doing here Solomon?

get me out if this things!" I can't believe I slept through all this tying.

It must have taken the person who did this a lot of time to complete the task.

Solomon didn't utter a words, he just silently sat in the chair opposite me.

"Solomon why aren't you getting me out of this restraints? help me out!" I begged,but he still kept on looking at me; making no move to help me as I thought he will when he came in.

Since he doesn't want to help me out, it will mean only one thing.

" Why did you do this to me?" my skull us throbbing like no man's business.

He lazily picked up one of the rod lying on the floor

"your question should be what you did to me, and not the other way round."

I looked at him. His words sounds really strange.

"What I did to you?"

I racked my brain, trying to come up with a reason Solomon will go as far as tying me to a chair, but I came up with no tangible reason.

"Yes what you did to me Miguel. Think on it, and you will know; the wound's still fresh,"  he trailed the cold iron down my body.

The cold metal elicited a shiver from me.

it made goosebumps materialize on my flesh.

I thought on what I could have done to him. Aside from his fight with Donald, I can't think of anything else.

" I've tried, but I can't remember ever doing something to you Solomon. Last I checked, I was the one who saved you from being almost killed by the trips." 

Is that what I did to offend him? is saving him a bad going for his make ego?

"That's not what am talking about Miguel, and you know it!" he walks back to sit on the chair he just vacated.

"Stop beating around the bush Solomon, and tell me what it is I did to you."

I can't afford being blamed for a crime I don't know if am the one who committed it.

He had his face bent,and when he raised it up, i saw a tear slid from his eyes.

"You killed my mate and brother!" he  looks at me with so much hatred in his eyes.

My eyes widened at his accusations.

"I killed nobody! am not a murderer."

how can he accuse me of such a thing? 

"This must be a huge misunderstanding Solomon. I  did no such thing," I paused "and moreover I don't know you have a brother."

How can I be accused of murdering a person I know nothing about?

He leveled me with a death glare, one I Know would have killed me if it was more than an eye glare.

"You killed Mond! You're the reason he's no more in earth!'' he stood up in anger.

I froze as he said those words "

Mond? you know Mond?"

saying the name of my friend made me break out in tears.

"Don't give me those crocodile tears Miguel, you were the one that killed my brother!" his outburst made me whimper.

" I didn't kill him, he died saving me. He was a friend to me in my place of captivity."  I looked up at him " believe me, I would have taken his place if it was possible."

Mond's death still haunts me to the extent I keep looking around hoping to See him, but like his death,my hope was dashed.

"He would have been alive if not for your sorry self!" he yanks his hair  "I would have had a chance with him if not for you!"

I let the tears fall freely, unable to stop them. Mond died without finding true love like he deserved. He died without reuniting with the love of his life.

Looking at Solomon made me realize why I initially thought I knew Mond. The two look alike, the only difference being their eye color.

"Am sorry Solomon, am sorry" those were the only words I can mutter as I keep staring at a teary Solomon.

" No amount of sorry can bring him back to my arms Miguel, no amount of sorry can erase the hurt I made him pass through when I left him there. He must really hate me for all I made him pass through," he took up the iron.

The sight of what he's holding made my breathe hitch, but I made sure to mask my FEARS, what Solomon needs now is a person to console him.

"He doesn't hate you Solomon, he told me as much."

I can still recall the look he had in his face as he told me about his brother " he was planning on following me here to find you before his untimely demise." 

" A demise you had a hand in Miguel" he turned angrily towards me "  he would have still being alive if not for you Miguel. He would have made it back to me if you never came to this town," the look of hatred he was giving me is enough to send Medusa packing.