Ignite The Flame

Amara emerged from her hiding spot with caution. She is careful not to make any noise. Why did she end up hiding in this University's filthy warehouse full of piles of things and books, when there so many hiding places? It was also dusty, but it was better than being seen by the people searching for her.

She peered through the small gap in the door where she was hiding. When she saw the two obnoxious troopers, she bit her lower lip.

Duh! People who are so unattractive in her eyes.

In the midst of her rage earlier, she baptized the boss of the two men who keeps on asking her for a sex date. She only hatched the man's egg without fear, but instead of laughing, she looked terrified as she hatched it. Then it ordered the two men to arrest her.

She wasn't a fool, so she dashed in the University's filthy warehouse. She secretly laughed when she noticed them looking around like crazy. What a psychotic maniac! She wanted to yell at them in her head, but she couldn't.

Shit!

Her eyes widened as her cellphone rang loudly inside her bag. She was surprised when the door unexpectedly opened. As they pushed the door leaf against it, her brow grazed it.

"Got you, Amara Legrand!"

Before they could touch her, she kicked one of them in the knee and pushed the other. She run.

Her phone continued to ring, so she dashed to her bag to find it. "Aha! I found it!" But just as she was about to answer the call, someone grabbed her arm.

She fought them and took a look around. In that desolate area of the university, she was praying for someone to come to her aid. She was also stupid at times; why did she run here earlier when she could have run elsewhere?

"I'm going to kick you in the face when I get out of your hands," she declared boldly.

"That is, if you can escape!" exclaimed the other, who held her right hand and looked like a lizard trapped in a cabinet for five years.

She struggled to break free, but all she could hear from the two was loud laughter. Her phone rang again, but this time the other person took it and stepped on it immediately.

Oh, my God! My newest brand-new iPhone.

She wished she had the ability to fly. Her older brother Azael gave it to her, and she has a lot of photos in him on her gallery. She doesn't regret getting the iPhone, but she does regret the photos she stored on it because she's still auctioning them off.

"You scumbag!" she yelled, irritated.

She was drawn in by them. She screamed, but no one could hear her. What if she sobs? Wait a second, sample the scream first.

"Brother Azael, please help me!" screams number.

"Your beautiful sister has been kidnapped, brother!" screams sample number two. Or how about sample scream number three? "Azael, I already have a boyfriend!" She hopes that works.

She was used to Azael appearing out of nowhere when her life was in danger. Despite the fact that she is still in Junior High. Since they were kids, he has been her sole Superman. Because Azael is no longer in town, these two African catfish are bold enough to touch and drag her!

Amara, on the other hand, was surprised when someone jumped out of a fist and one of them fell to the ground. With a single kick, the other fell asleep as well.

Her eyes widened when she realized it was Azael who had helped her. She swung her arms around him and hugged him tightly.

“Azael! I thought I heard you were out of town?" She was only up to his chest, so hugging him was like hugging a giant tree.

"Whatever, Amara Legrand! "Something bad would have happened to you if I hadn't come straight here to see if you weren't in the mansion yet," he stated emphatically, his brows glued together. He was about to reprimand her.

He addressed her by name, so she knew he was angry "Are you upset? Azael, 'm sorry." She strained to see the glazed look in his eye as she looked up. Despite the fact that he was constantly teasing and annoying her, she knew her older brother was affectionate.

He shifted his gaze away from her and let go of her embrace. He pulled her hand away.

She smiled as she saw their hands clasped, but she could tell he was upset. Azael is overprotective! Her brother is always irritable on overy occasion. Her brother regards her as a street child on the road despite the fact that she is sixteen years old. It's also infuriating!

"I'll be the one to pick you up after school from now on. No ifs, no buts, or I'll tell our parents, little princess." When the engine was started, his expression darkened.

She nodded but said nothing. She remained silent throughout the road until they arrived at the mansion. Lucky, their parents were at a party.

She dashed up the stairs. She'd sleep first and let the maid bring her food later. Amara tossed the body onto the queen-sized bed. First, she rolled over on her soft bed and thought for a moment..

Azael saved her again. She believes it has superpowers. Because Azael always finds and follows her, even if she hides at the end of the world. That wasn't an issue for her; in fact, it was enjoyable. She is most likely the only one with an older brother who treats her like a princess and thinks she is the most beautiful of all. She smiled when she realized Azael was upset with her. She gave a smirk.

She closed her eyes and didn't realize she was dozing off. Someone had just caressed her cheek. It made her smile out of nowhere. She reached out her hand, caressing her cheek, and hugged it tightly before falling back asleep. She only awoke when someone kissed her on the cheek.

"It's dinnertime, my princess. You should change your clothes. I'll be waiting for you outside."

She blinked open her eyes and fixed her gaze on the person who had disturbed her sleep. She was smirking. She didn't want to eat with her older brother Azael, so she avoided it. Hmp!

"Amara...

She ignored him when he mentioned her name. So, what's the point?

"I don't want to eat anything!" She also wrapped herself in a comforter.

She sat up from the side of her bed when she heard him sigh. The footsteps faded away, followed by the closing of the door.