DALLAS
CHAPTRE 22

I drove him home on my bike. When I got near the gate I woke up Security to let him open the gate.

"Because it's your car, you better take it home, I'll be behind you in front of your house" I said in a slightly vague voice as my engine was still on.

"All right." answered Dara.

I drove Dara home that night. Dara took her car while I was behind following her with my bike.

While on a lonely midnight trip, I suddenly heard the noise of a noisy motorbike, as I looked into the rearview mirror of my motorbike, there were four motor sports chasing me and also Dara's car in the back.

I approached Dara and knocked on her car glass. Dara opened the windshield and then I yelled at her to take her car at high speed because the people chasing her were back.

"DARA! HURRY BACK HOME, THEY'RE BACK! THEY'RE BEHIND ME! I'LL TAKE CARE OF THEM. NOW YOU GO HOME QUICKLY!" I said with a voice so loud.

"B-but what about you?" ask Dara worried.

"Calm down I'll be fine. Go quickly!" say it again with the lights.

Dara drove off with her car at high speed. While I blocked the path of the four impurity that had disturbed Dara.

Cittt....

The squeaking sound of their motorcycle tires with asphalt was heard so loud, they tried to stop in front of me blocking their way. I took off my helmet and got off my bike.

The four motorized foreign men stopped when one of them opened his helmet, I was very surprised because one of them was Jonathan. And all three of them I don't know, because they didn't take off their helmets. They remained sitting on their bikes when Jonathan ruled them.

"Jonathan.." I muttered.

Jonathan walked up to me.

"Oh... Dallas, I'm sure you'll help that girl you like!" tusky.

I walked up to him in anger and hit him on his face so hard. Then I screamed in front of his face.

"Gapain you disturb Dara HAH! I'm not afraid of you, you lose in the ring to my opponent. And now I can see it in you. If you're a loser!" I was firm in front of his face.

"Bresc!" shouted Jonathan.

Bluk! The punch was so hard on my face. Until I fell to the ground.

"Gue said the same thing. If I still have a grudge against Dara, brother he made my sister die. And you must know that Blood must be paid again with Blood!" jonathan was full of anger.

"But you know that Dara's sister also died, dying more tragically than your sister. He killed himself for losing his best friend. Brother Lo and sister Dara both have blood. And it should be even." I replied.

I released myself from Jonathan's handrails so hard in my shirt.

"Gue ingetin lo, don't bother Dara!" I said to Jonathan who was still silent with a blank look.

"What do you mean? I think my life is no surprise. I am also angry Jo! I don't have my parents living alone, I even resorted to illegal MMA because I needed money for the rest of my life! I am also angry!"

Yeah, I suddenly mentioned that in detail to Jonathan.

"Lo can still go to school. I'm out of school because of you!" yelled Jonathan loudly. "What do you mean Jo?" I guess I'm still confused.

"Lo remembers what happened at the bar, because Abiyan took pictures of me again on narc*ba, and I taught him. A lot of people there were filming it and spreading it through social media, and the video came to the teachers at school and the night I was out of school with Mr. Harris. Lucky sir Harris didn't report me to the police."

Jonathan's explanation surprised me a little. And I realized why he didn't come to school today. Because Jonathan's been taken out.

We both fell silent after Jonathan said that.

"So why are you bothering Dara? What does all this have to do with Dara? You should've taken revenge just as I wasn't Dara."

"Because first of all I will be sick and ilangin first the person you love. Because I think you will be sad and sick if your loved ones continue to hurt. After I finish Dara, then I finish you!" jonathan with wide eyes.

"ASSHOOK!"

Of course I was so angry at Jonathan and that night we started another big fire. The three men who were still sitting and wearing helmets got off their bikes and tried to help Jonathan. Even the three of them beat me.

When I was beaten by the three big men, I did not see their faces.

When I saw her they were wearing black hoods for a moment I remembered my childhood trauma. When my grandmother was shot by black hooded men and my house was destroyed by being robbed by them.

For some reason I felt weak, my head hurt when I remembered that. I lay on the asphalt and the four of them beat me all out. I was unconscious, my mouth and nose were bleeding a lot of blood.

But when I was unconscious. I heard the sound of the car horn so loud that it tried to get closer to me who was being severely beaten by Jonathan and the three black hooded men.

When I saw it, it was Dara's car. Dara came back to help me. I tried to stand up and talk but suddenly my eyes darkened slowly, then I was unconscious. I don't know what happened to Dara when I was unconscious.

I opened my eyes in a dark room. Maybe it was still dark or maybe the room was too dark because there was not the slightest bit of light coming in. I just heard a voice in front of me.

"Who is that?" I called out slowly. Then the one who kept moaning in front of me in the darkness answered and called my name.

"D-dallas.." I knew without a second thought who the owner of the voice was.

"Bara. Tare... You're doing okay, right? Akh!" I tried to get close to her but my hands were tied so tightly as were my legs. Until I find it hard to move.

"Dallas's... I'm fine, how about you? I was trying to save you, but Jonathan and the three men in black hoods brought me and you here. I don't know where this place is."

Said Dara with a tone of voice filled with fear.

Then suddenly someone opened the door and entered the room where only me and Dara were inside. As soon as the room became very bright when someone lit the light, someone turned out to be Jonathan.