Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 128: Chapter 128
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Why is he doing this? Why is he giving me a choice between Lucas and Madeline? Tears pooled down my eyes just thinking about it. I want to save Madeline but at the same time I didn't want anyone to hurt Lucas.
He would kill Lucas if I go out. And I want to save Lucas no matter what, even if it means sacrificing my own life. But Madeline wasn't part of this. She was innocent and I felt ashamed. Ashamed of myself for letting this happen to her.
I looked down at Lucas and his eyelids were already closing, his small hands curled around my breast as he drank milk. His gaze fell on me and then he released his lips, telling me he was full. I buttoned up my shirt and cuddled him in my arms.
At the moment I felt like a crystal, shaking with grief, tears flowing unchecked, breaking into pieces, slowly but painfully. I was a murderer. I was no better than him.
"4 , 5 ..." Suddenly there was a beep sound in the landline. It was a voice mail.
"Rowan"
My body began trembling violently as I heard Marcus's voice. I wanted to cry out to him and run into his arms like nothing happen. I wanted feel the warmth and protection I felt when I was with him.
"I called you and Madeline but none of you picked up. Are you okay? I'm worried Rowan. Please call me back as soon as you get this" then it ended.
I wailed silently in grief. I wanted everything to go away and wake up from this nightmare.
Suddenly the man smashed the phone on the floor making a loud noise. The baby woke up looking startled and his face began turning red again.
"No baby no. P..le..ase"
But he started crying. "No lucas" I tried covering his mouth but it was already too late. The man opened the cabinet door and dragged me out by my hair.
I screamed in pain as he continued to drag me back to the bathroom. He snatched the baby from my arms and I lunged at him but he gripped my hands with his massive strength. He took a piece of cloth and tied my hands to the towel bar
He then walked off to the bathtub and opened the faucet, filling it with water.
I felt my fingers reaching the knot and I slowly tried to untie it. But I needed a few more minutes to get this undone. To buy time I decided to talk to him.
"Please what do you need? If you want money I can give all you want. Please don't do this" I sobbed choking on my own words but the man began chuckling.
"I need no money woman. I only need justice. Justice for my brother and my daughter"
"You are Marcus's stepfather. Didn't you already torture him? Just let us be"
The man laughed again and shook his head. "You are a foolish woman. You know nothing. I'm not his stepfather. Your husband killed him"
I furrowed my eyesbrows and looked at him in confusion. "Marcus isn't a killer. You are wrong"
"Love is blind they say. Your husband drowned my Clara in a bathtub and shot my brother in the head"
Tears welled up in my eyes. Why was he lying? Marcus isn't such a person. "What? No he would never and- Clara is not dead. His sister is alive"
"THAT'S NOT CLARA!" The man raised his voice and screamed
But before I could reply I heard a car engine. The gates rolled up and a car drove into the garage.
It was Marcus's car.
The man balled his fingers into a fist and slammed it on the tub.
"Rowan" I heard Marcus's alarmed voice calling out to me from downstairs.
The man kept his gaze fixed on the door and took the gun out of his pouch.
"MARCUS! HE GOT A GUN" I screamed, warning him. The man snapped his head at me and slammed my head on the wall, surfacing my wounds.
As I heard Marcus's footsteps speeding up the stairs the man took Lucas into his arms and walked over to the tub.
"No what are you doing? Keep my baby. No please no" I cried seeing what he was about to do.
"NO PLEASE!" I wailed but it was no use.
The man released his hands and the baby fell into the water.
"NOOO!" I screamed, grief welling me up. I tried untying the knot but all my strength had left me.
Suddenly Marcus opened the door and came to a halt, his eyes widening as he recognised the man.
"Kyle?"
Then his gaze fell behind the man on to Lucas who was drowning. "NO!" He ran towards the baby but the man pushed him back and punched him hard.
Marcus tried reaching us but the man wouldn't let him. They kicked and punched each other but Marcus was the one who was mostly getting hurt because his attention was fixed only on Lucas.
Lucas became silent and my breathing started turning ragged, choking for air as emptiness crawled upon me. I wailed and wailed trying to get my hands free.
No I'm not gonna let Lucas die. I have to save him.
He would kill Lucas if I go out. And I want to save Lucas no matter what, even if it means sacrificing my own life. But Madeline wasn't part of this. She was innocent and I felt ashamed. Ashamed of myself for letting this happen to her.
I looked down at Lucas and his eyelids were already closing, his small hands curled around my breast as he drank milk. His gaze fell on me and then he released his lips, telling me he was full. I buttoned up my shirt and cuddled him in my arms.
At the moment I felt like a crystal, shaking with grief, tears flowing unchecked, breaking into pieces, slowly but painfully. I was a murderer. I was no better than him.
"4 , 5 ..." Suddenly there was a beep sound in the landline. It was a voice mail.
"Rowan"
My body began trembling violently as I heard Marcus's voice. I wanted to cry out to him and run into his arms like nothing happen. I wanted feel the warmth and protection I felt when I was with him.
"I called you and Madeline but none of you picked up. Are you okay? I'm worried Rowan. Please call me back as soon as you get this" then it ended.
I wailed silently in grief. I wanted everything to go away and wake up from this nightmare.
Suddenly the man smashed the phone on the floor making a loud noise. The baby woke up looking startled and his face began turning red again.
"No baby no. P..le..ase"
But he started crying. "No lucas" I tried covering his mouth but it was already too late. The man opened the cabinet door and dragged me out by my hair.
I screamed in pain as he continued to drag me back to the bathroom. He snatched the baby from my arms and I lunged at him but he gripped my hands with his massive strength. He took a piece of cloth and tied my hands to the towel bar
He then walked off to the bathtub and opened the faucet, filling it with water.
I felt my fingers reaching the knot and I slowly tried to untie it. But I needed a few more minutes to get this undone. To buy time I decided to talk to him.
"Please what do you need? If you want money I can give all you want. Please don't do this" I sobbed choking on my own words but the man began chuckling.
"I need no money woman. I only need justice. Justice for my brother and my daughter"
"You are Marcus's stepfather. Didn't you already torture him? Just let us be"
The man laughed again and shook his head. "You are a foolish woman. You know nothing. I'm not his stepfather. Your husband killed him"
I furrowed my eyesbrows and looked at him in confusion. "Marcus isn't a killer. You are wrong"
"Love is blind they say. Your husband drowned my Clara in a bathtub and shot my brother in the head"
Tears welled up in my eyes. Why was he lying? Marcus isn't such a person. "What? No he would never and- Clara is not dead. His sister is alive"
"THAT'S NOT CLARA!" The man raised his voice and screamed
But before I could reply I heard a car engine. The gates rolled up and a car drove into the garage.
It was Marcus's car.
The man balled his fingers into a fist and slammed it on the tub.
"Rowan" I heard Marcus's alarmed voice calling out to me from downstairs.
The man kept his gaze fixed on the door and took the gun out of his pouch.
"MARCUS! HE GOT A GUN" I screamed, warning him. The man snapped his head at me and slammed my head on the wall, surfacing my wounds.
As I heard Marcus's footsteps speeding up the stairs the man took Lucas into his arms and walked over to the tub.
"No what are you doing? Keep my baby. No please no" I cried seeing what he was about to do.
"NO PLEASE!" I wailed but it was no use.
The man released his hands and the baby fell into the water.
"NOOO!" I screamed, grief welling me up. I tried untying the knot but all my strength had left me.
Suddenly Marcus opened the door and came to a halt, his eyes widening as he recognised the man.
"Kyle?"
Then his gaze fell behind the man on to Lucas who was drowning. "NO!" He ran towards the baby but the man pushed him back and punched him hard.
Marcus tried reaching us but the man wouldn't let him. They kicked and punched each other but Marcus was the one who was mostly getting hurt because his attention was fixed only on Lucas.
Lucas became silent and my breathing started turning ragged, choking for air as emptiness crawled upon me. I wailed and wailed trying to get my hands free.
No I'm not gonna let Lucas die. I have to save him.
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