HAMERTON Chapter 3 episode 7

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Hamerton. A large school offering the finest Education to the students of the state and overseas. Natalie joins this school arriving from Brooklyn and she has grief over her lost friends who were murdered in Hamerton. She teams up with Ingrid and their fellow seniors against the House of Representatives to prevent a bomb blast that could cause a large massacre.


Previously on Hamerton; Trevor engages with Kehlan who informs him about a break-in in her room and how she was threatened to give information about him. They also share about their love lives and in the end, Trevor is worried about Natalie because of the SOHOT. 

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10:00PM in Hamerton

Natalie washed her face on the bathroom sink, ready to go to rest. After the meeting with SOHOR and the threats of that strange girl, Natalie felt quite uneasy. She had a feeling at the back of her heart that, she did a wrong thing by breaking off with SOHOR. Though she tried not to, Natalie was very afraid of the girl.

She looked at herself on the mirror and sighed. Her thoughts traveled beyond her reflection. She prayed so much for the day to come so that the SOHOR could leave and she could start organizing about getting Hamerton a new allegiance.

She was very anxious about what Hamerton was talking about. She did not know whether word got out that she broke the allegiance or not. She was completely unaware about what the students were talking about.

She closed the tap and turned to the entrance. She gasped at the sight of Paula at the threshold of the door.

Paula was in her night robe and she held a long pipe in her hand. “You.” she growled at Natalie.

Natalie steeled herself to confront her. “Paula. What are you doing here and why are you holding that pipe?”

“I came to finish what I started before. I hate you Bradley!” she shouted.

Natalie frowned. “You are a murderer Paula. You have no heart. How do you even sleep with yourself?”

“That is none of your business!” Paula retorted aloud.

“You can’t hurt me Paula. There are secret cameras everywhere.” Natalie posed, trying to discourage her.

“So I heard.” Paula said, “But, not in the bathrooms.” She said and gritted her teeth, marching forward. She hit Natalie on the stomach with the pipe. 

“Aah.” Natalie groaned in agony, holding her belly and dropping on the floor.

Paula opened the sink taps so as to bury the noise in the room with the water splash.

Natalie lost her correct sight, she felt as if the world was spinning around. The pain was too intense.

Without mercy, Paula hit Natalie again on the side making Natalie cry and lie on her back.

“This is for making fun of me and keeping me in prison you fool!” Paula shouted at her.

“What are you talking about?” Natalie cried indignantly. “I have never hurt you. Why are you doing this to me?”

“I hate you!” Paula screamed and raised the pipe in the air to hit Natalie again.

Natalie stared at the pipe in terror. She expected it to fall on anywhere on her body like a thunder bolt. She had to defend herself and the only part she had strength in was in her legs that were also close to Paula.

She kicked Paula’s feet, making Paula loose balance and fall backward, releasing the pipe and knock her head on the flooding sink.

Natalie watched as Paula drop on the bathroom floor, with a huge thud and a paddle of blood build up around the head.

Natalie panted and felt her stomach and ribs, struggling to get on her feet. She was so confused. She was almost sure that she killed Paula.

She placed groped hand on the wall for support and dragged herself to the exit to call for help.

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5:00PM in New York City

"That will be all, thank you Mrs. Bradley.” A police officer told the lady after concluding her interrogation in his office.

Mrs. Bradley, who sat across the police’s desk, nodded and thanked as well, rising.

She left the room and emerged into a narrow corridor, walking to the hallway where Grayson and more other people were waiting for their loved ones to be bailed out or, to leave the interrogation rooms.

In the corridor, Mrs. Bradley met a cop maneuvering a delinquent to the cells on another side of the Police station. She shook her head, thinking just how the boy’s mother must have been feeling. She wanted neither of her children to grow up and have rude habits like Simon or his likes.

She entered the hallway and Grayson, the averagely tall young man with very black and glossy hair, rose to receive her.

He removed his headphones to communicate with Mrs. Bradley and joined his hands a bit anxiously. “So, how was it?” He asked.

“It was good that the NYPD believed me.” She replied and glanced at the baby in the trolley next to Gray. “How is he?”

“He has been well behaved. I think that, there is a chemistry between us.”

Mrs. Bradley smiled a little.

“Shall we go now?” He asked.

“Yes. I want to get out of this place.” she said, sounding a bit agitated.

Grayson nodded and led the way out.

Later, they sat in Mrs. Bradley’s car. Grayson was behind the wheels and Mrs. Bradley sat at the front seat, snuggling her baby close to her chest.

He started the engine and glimpsed at Mrs. Bradley’s face. She was quite disturbed. Maybe it was her first time to be a witness to something, especially because she also associated with the victim.

“So, do they know who killed him?” He asked, driving the car out of the station.

“No, but, they are looking for him. They also found out that, his friend died. Simon shot him accidentally, aiming at my daughter. Simon tried to rape Natalie, her boyfriend saved her.”

Grayson widened his eyes in puzzlement. “All that happened? When?”

“According to one of Simon’s friends who was arrested, last year.”

“Did Natalie tell you about it?”

“No. And that’s what makes me feel bad.”

Gray was silent or a moment, trying to imagine how everything happened. “Did she press charges?”

“No but, Simon ran away from New York a few days later. He only came back to lie to me about my daughter.”

“I am so sorry Mrs. Bradley.”

“Thank you son.” Mrs. Bradley replied warmly and cuddled her son’s cheeks. “I just can’t wait or the day to come when, our family will be rejoined again.” She said longingly. “I want all my kids with me, to watch them grow and take care of them.” she said and turned to Grayson. “And you too, Gray.”

Grayson smiled at that. “Thank you Mrs. Bradley.”

They drove silently for a while, until Mrs. Bradley received a phone call.

“Hallow honey?” She called, when she went on air with her husband.

“Hi dear. Have you already left the station?” Mr. Brad replied.

“Yes honey. I’m with Grayson here. He has been a great help.”

“Good. Please thank him for me. So, are you heading back home?”

“Yes honey.”

“Okay. I will try to send you something later. I am seeing my bosses in a few minutes.”

“Thank you darling. I wish you all the best in your meeting.”

“Thank you dear. Kiss Nathan for me.”

Mrs. Bradley laughed. “Okay. So, you have already named him after you?”

He laughed back. “No, no. But, calling him Nathan is unavoidable. After all, you did name him Nathanael.”

“Okay Mr. Daddy. I will kiss Nathan junior for you.”

“That’s even a greater name, Nathan Junior.”

Mom laughed. “I hope that he takes after you.”

“Sure, sure honey. Gotta go now, my superiors are here.” He said quickly.

“Okay. Goodbye, God bless you.” Mrs. Bradley bid her husband before the connection ended. She smiled to herself and lowered her chin to look at the baby. “You heard that, kiddo? You will be called Nathan from now on.”

What happened next? Stay tuned to find out!

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