All Chapters of All debt must be paid : Chapter 11
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chapter eleven
Sometimes seeing your enemies choke on their spit looks pretty fun.Their weird look when they see you do things that they can only dream about makes it even more fun. Because that was exactly what I was doing. I was doing things they have never thought I could do.But of course, I was scared. The legacy the system was tying me to was so confusing that I felt like asking who I was yet again.I had lived my life with my mother, who had never said anything about my father.She gets angry each time I bring it up, so I stopped talking about it.“You can’t buy class,” Layla hissed into the mic, trying to salvage whatever dignity she thought she had left. “You think money makes you someone? You're still a joke, Pontius.”I raised a brow. “Funny, coming from someone who built her entire personality around a guy who couldn’t even spell ‘philanthropy.’”That got a laugh.Layla’s hand tightened on the microphone, and for a second, I thought she might launch it at me. She didn't. She just stood
chapter twelve
My head calculated and spun on what I was going to tell my mother, but she was not asking any questions. At least, not yet. The front door swung open with a soft click, and I stepped into the house like a king returning to his rightful throne. The air smelled like lemon polish and old memories. Memories of simpler times when the worst thing I had to worry about was missing dinner or not doing my homework on time. Now? Now I had money, power, and a mysterious system whispering instructions into my life.I was not sure if I should be worried or panic. The system was my knight in shining armor. One thing was certain: if I was going to take Jeremiah, then I was going to need all the help I could get. My mother didn’t move. She stood at the entrance, her eyes wide and unblinking, scanning the living room like it was a dream she didn’t want to wake up from.“This…” she breathed, “Pontius… this is our home.” she asked,too startled to move. I nodded, swallowing hard. “It is again.”“When
chapter thirteen
My gaze dared back and forth as many of the students kept looking at me. Most of them wondered if I was going to collect the invitation or not. I blinked at the sudden flash of white and gold in my face. It was thick paper, expensive, embossed with dark green ink and a wax seal that looked like it belonged to royalty. Whoever had designed this card wasn’t playing around.Cassie plucked the envelope from the hand that offered it—some senior I barely knew, some guy who hadn’t spoken to me since middle school. Now he was practically bowing.“What is this?” she asked.The guy cleared his throat. “Jeremiah’s hosting a private event. Big one. Off-campus. Only the elite were invited…” He glanced at me, then at the card again. “He said to make sure Pontius got his personally.”Cassie’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”I took the card from her and broke the wax seal without hesitation. My name was written in elegant script at the top—Pontius Marrick. Underneath, the details were
Chapter fourteen
I should have known that it was all a bait but still I took it. Maybe just to prove to Jeremiah that I was not scared of him. I noticed Layla was having a blast with her friends. She stole a few glances at me and laughed. I need to get my head in the game. I needed to find Cassie before something bad happened to her. She was more of my lifeline than I had expected her to be. The disco light was doing more than enough damage to blur my vision. I could barely see anything in them. But then, my gaze caught him. Dennis. One of Jeremiah's lackie. He looked around the room like a thief before he entered the room. I don't need to be told that it was where they were holding Casse. I bolted towards him but when I got to the door, it had a sign up head. V.I.PI knew I was not. At least not now. I saw two muscular men standing guard like the main door for those going to heaven. “ What do you want?” One of the men asked, looking at me like I was a missing rat. “ I need to get inside. My g
chapter fifteen
I opened my eyes to find myself in a clinic. The beeping sound of a machine was closer to my ears. I tried to remember what happened to me but the more I tried to think about it, the more my head hurt. I groaned softly as I tried sitting up. That was when I saw her. Not Layla and definitely not Cassie. Someone more beautiful. Am I dead? I could barely breathe as she got closer. She placed a hand on my head and looked at her wrist watch. “ You were lucky that someone brought you here. You are suffering from a concussion. What is your name?” I could not hear her voice. Just looking at her face was more than enough to make me muted. “ Hello.” the girl called out again. “ So sorry. I was…” “ It is fine. What is your name? I need to prescribe you some medication and I can't do that if I don't know your name.” “ Pontius.” I replied immediately. That got her attention. She looked at me as she walked away. “ You are the one the whole students can't stop talking about.” “ What do yo
chapter sixteen
Women! Arrgh! A very ungrateful creature. I still can't believe she could do this to me after risking my life for her. My head throbbed with pain seeing her locking lips with another guy. There was no sign of remorse on her face. She just looked at me like I was a nobody. The same attitude my ex gave to me when she finally left me for him. I hate mentioning his name because each time I do, I feel like killing him and I relish the old memories again. Not to mention the fact that I was humiliated. I walked closer to Cassie and yanked the guy off him. The students all moved back while some began to shout. Fight! Fight!!But I was not ready to fight him. I had just one person to talk to and that was Cassie. “ Why?” I asked, squeezing my face as I stared at her. “ Why what?” Cassie asked,getting up to look at me. I was about to say another word when a blow landed on my face sending me back to the floor. [ Student gasp ]I hit my head against one of the wooden chairs and I felt li
chapter seventeen
At that moment I wanted to become someone to be feared. I liked it but first, I need to be able to convince my mother that the source of the money was pure, legit. But how do I make it possible?I was only a teen, a teen with the power of a system that bestows wealth. I looked at my phone again. The mission was simple but then, I need to be able to make the girls jealous too. What do I need to do?I walked toward my mother's room and I noticed she was on a call. I don't need to be told what she was discussing over the phone. My mother was alwags disturbed when she have a bill or a debt to offset. A part of me wanted to help. I was still having a few dollars left in my account. It was the money I was going to use to plan my prom night. One I was thinking of taking Sandra too. Not that she was worth it but because I needed to start right way with my mission and I also need to make Cassie and Layla jealous. My mother turned and out gaze met. She felt startled and smiled. “ What is
chapter eighteen
I stared at my phone, the screen glowing like it held my fate in its small, rectangular grip. My body was heated up, I was not sure if it was from the fear of uncertainty or the fact that she was going to say no to my proposal. I have gotten used to ladies rejecting me like I was some piece of garbage. But things should be different now. I was a bit richer than I was before. But first, I needed to make the ladies see another new side to me. Sometimes I planned on rectifying shortly if Sandra said the word I needed to hear. Yes. Three dots appeared under her name. She was typing. Then they disappeared. Like she had never even picked up her phone. It was almost like I was imagining things again. I clenched my hands tightly with my gaze fixed on my phone. I bit my lip. Why did girls always do that? Start typing, then vanish like they just remembered you weren’t worth the effort.Five minutes passed. Still nothing.“Forget it,” I muttered, tossing my phone onto the bed.But my eyes
chapter nineteen
I stared at my wristwatch again, tapping my fingers against the locker. The second hand moved too slowly for my liking, like the time was deliberately slowing downAlex appeared beside me, holding his phone like it was some kind of secret weapon. “It’s almost time, Pontius. Are you sure you’re ready for this?”I glanced at him. “Ready? Alex, I’ve been waiting my whole life to watch Jeremiah choke on his own ego. Do you honestly think I am going to let him off the hook with what he did to me?”Alex grinned but there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes. “You do realize he’s probably planning something too, right? Jeremiah doesn’t take embarrassment well.”“That’s fine,” I said, straightening my jacket. “I’m counting on it.”The system pinged again. “ What is that?” Alex asked, staring at me. “ Nothing.” I replied, trying to avoid the next question he was going to ask me. [System Reminder: Maximum impact requires a public setting. Keep the target in the spotlight for best results.]
chapter twenty
All eyes were on me. Most of them were eager to see what I was going to do. Everyone knows one thing, Jeremiah was like a kingpin in the school. His power was unchallenged and not to mention the fact that his father was a big man in the society. They both were feared. I was scared too, a part of me was but I couldn't go back now, not when the boat had sailed. I looked at Philips who had a sly smile on his face. “ You can't win this, you know.” Sandra said, looking at me. I could see the fears in her eyes. “ And why can't I? Do you think Jeremiah is better than any one here?” I said, rolling up my sleeve. “ Because he always finds a way to win. And you, I don't think you have the balls to match up to someone like him. I heard his father even ended up sacking your mother from his hospital.” She said again. I clenched my hands in anger. Her words hurt me more than I cared to admit but of course, she was right. Jeremiah had been torn in my flesh for a very long time. And the though