Hey guys, the author here. This is my second story so hopefully you will like and and review it :}
Also, in my stories, I will add different languages and I will add those at the bottom of the page.
Last words? I will hope that I update this one faster then I did to my last one. I might re-do that one, I don't know yet, we'll see.
Running Away
I was running through the jungle, yet again. This time it was after a fugitive named Abana Awolowo. She had already stabbed me with a knife and it's still in my arms. Wishing I had the time or the place to take it out already.
"Njoo wewe, ng'ombe mafuta!" she yelled out to me. I really don't like being called a fat cow so instead of stopping and shooting her, I went deep inside of me where my Aztec jaguar spirit lies until the full moon appears. Feeling her stir inside of me, growling at the hope that this would be dinner.
Abana stopped suddenly as a growl parted through my lips, "Mwanamke kwa macho ajabu" she whispered in fear. Giving her a cunning smile and knowing full well that my eyes were the color of a early morning sun
Every breath she took was going to be her last if she didn't cooperate. Abana Awolowo went underground for awhile because she was charged with drowning her child in a bucket of acid, not pretty when you see the "crime scene."
Ever since I see her child in the mortuary, I wanted to track her down and kill her but I don't have the papers to do it but screw paper work.
"You know Abana, we wouldn't be running like this if you would just stop and pay attention to me" tilting my head to the side as I said this. Drawling my Browning 9mm Hi-power gun out of it's holster, slowly raising it to her face.
Screaming loudly as she falls to her knees as if she felt bad about what she did. "Mimi si sorry kuhusu nini kilichotokea kwa mtoto wangu lakini yeye tulistahili it! Yeye alijitoa mwenyewe kwa roho mbaya na yeye afe kwa ajili yake!"
"A innocent little boy had to die because of your wrong doings, for being a dis-concerning mother. I hate woman like you with a very strong passion."
I was left alone by my mother when I was 4 and my father was already in the state pen. I had no where to go but the streets. Walking on the streets at night when you just turned 4 can be a unforgettable thing.
Then when a man came up to me and said "How would like to come with me? I got food, heat, and a nice comfy bed for you to sleep in." I was only 4 and I was thinking with my stomach so I got into the car with him and he taught me everything about armory and defending myself as I grew up.
"Abana Awolowo, you are going to die in this jungle, in front of me" saying it loud of enough so she could hear. I felt her move a little, shooting up in the air as a warning to not move anymore.
My jaguar inside of me retreated back into where she lived at as I go into that part of me were everything is calm and my emotions dare not invade.
I raised my gun back down to her face as she crouches down, "any last words, Abana?"
"Sina kitu kingine chochote kusema, wewe mwanamke shetani!" she screamed at me again. I've been called some pretty bad things but devil woman was a first for me.
But that a was a last straw for me as I pulled the trigger, feeling nothing as she falls back onto the ground and the light goes out of her eyes.
"I hope you rot, wherever you are, Abana because you definitely deserve it." whispering softly as I walked of out the jungle with my head held high and my gun by my side.
Translations Swahili-English
Njoo wewe, ng'ombe mafuta - Come on, fat cow!
Mwanamke kwa macho ajabu - Woman with strange eyes
Mimi si sorry kuhusu nini kilichotokea kwa mtoto wangu lakini yeye tulistahili it! Yeye alijitoa mwenyewe kwa roho mbaya na yeye afe kwa ajili yake - I am not sorry about what happened to my baby but he deserved it! He gave himself to the evil spirit and he should die for this!
Sina kitu kingine chochote kusema, wewe mwanamke shetani! - I am not saying anything else, you devil woman!