Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 129: Chapter 129
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Using all the strength I have left I pulled my hands down and the bar came off it's hinges, falling down to the ground. Releasing my hands I quickly ran to the tub and picked up the lifeless body of my son.
I laid him on the floor and kept my mouth on his, giving him air. I pressed two fingers on his chest and tried to give him CPR. But he wasn't waking up.
I sobbed aloud, not knowing how to even properly give a CPR to a baby without beaking his ribs. I was a failure, a fool. I killed my own child.
"Lucas ba..b..y. Please wake up. Please come to mommy" I cried in agony, trying to wake him up.
From the corner of my eyes I saw tears falling out of Marcus's eyes. His gaze was fixed on Lucas who was not breathing anymore.
The man hit him again and he stumbled to the floor bleeding all over not caring about anything, anymore. He sobbed, staring at Lucas through his glistening eyes.
As Marcus stopped struggling the man raised his gun and pointed it at Marcus.
At that moment all the memories I had started flashing before my eyes. Our wedding, the time in Germany, the first time he came to my room, the cruise ship, our first kiss, his confession under the winter sky, the first time I saw my baby, the first time I held him in my arms, the moments we bath him together, the small smile on Lucas's lips.
I closed my eyes not willing to accept the reality.
All was gone.
I lost.
My heart started shattering and then,
I heard a gun shot.
"You whore. You cheated on me with my brother" James slapped Kaitlyn hard on her cheek.
"James no Clara is yours" James landed another slap on her face.
"Don't lie to me. I know all about you and Kyle's affair" James screamed not falling for lies anymore.
Kaitlyn fell to the floor and cried while little boy hid behind the door, watching all of it.
He recognised the name Kyle. He was the man who read his Santa Clause letter and then later on tortured him till he bled. But he was surprised to hear that Kyle was James's brother, not his friend who enjoyed hurting him.
"I already fathered a child you had from another man. But I won't tolerate this anymore" James took the baby Clara to his arms and strode out of the room.
He opened the door and saw the little boy standing behind it, shivering in fright.
"Here is the other bastard. You come with me boy" James gripped the boy from his arm and dragged him up the stairs.
"James" Kaitlyn shouted from downstairs.
"James please don't do this. I'm her mother"
James gave out a hoarse laugh. "Mother? You are not even worth of that title"
He looked down at the boy "That's your mother boy. Your whore mother"
"James please I love you. I even hurt Marcus because you liked it. All I wanted was you to be happy and love me"
James spit on the floor and continued dragging the boy to the bathroom.
He walked over to the bathtub and opened the faucet. He waited till the water was almost overflowing and then closed it.
"Boy. I fed you all these years. It's time for you to pay back"
The little boy raised his head up and glanced at his step father in fear.
"Do me a favour boy" James bent down to his height and gave the baby to the boy."Kill this bitch"
"No no no" The boy scrambled back holding his sister close to his chest, afraid his step father would hurt her.
"James no" Kaitlyn screamed and ran up the stairs but James stopped her.
"Shut up. This will end today and then you will learn your lesson"
"No-"
"If you keep silent I will come back to you" James said with a smirk, knowing that it would shut her up.
"You will love me again?"
James nodded and Kaitlyn's stared at the baby, pondering whether to save her or not.
"Mother help me. Please" He cried but the woman slowly shook her head.
"No! I love James. I need James to love me. I need him"
He stared at her in despair. That was when he realised she was never a mother. He felt betrayed, he felt sad, he felt agony. He had always hoped that someday his mother would understand his pain and help him
But today he realised who she truly was. She was nothing more than a devil that haunts in his mind.
Kaitlyn then sat in the corner and buried her head on her knees pretending not to see anything.
James smiled with a glint of mischief in his eyes and then his gaze fell onto the boy. He grabbed him by his shoulders and the boy started struggling to get out of his grip.
"You brat" James slapped him but the boy shook his head, tears streaming down his eyes begging his step father not to do this.
"If you don't want to kill her then both of you will die"
James forcefully lifted him up and took him to the bathtub. He threw them to the tub and pushed both of their heads underwater, suffocating them to death.
I laid him on the floor and kept my mouth on his, giving him air. I pressed two fingers on his chest and tried to give him CPR. But he wasn't waking up.
I sobbed aloud, not knowing how to even properly give a CPR to a baby without beaking his ribs. I was a failure, a fool. I killed my own child.
"Lucas ba..b..y. Please wake up. Please come to mommy" I cried in agony, trying to wake him up.
From the corner of my eyes I saw tears falling out of Marcus's eyes. His gaze was fixed on Lucas who was not breathing anymore.
The man hit him again and he stumbled to the floor bleeding all over not caring about anything, anymore. He sobbed, staring at Lucas through his glistening eyes.
As Marcus stopped struggling the man raised his gun and pointed it at Marcus.
At that moment all the memories I had started flashing before my eyes. Our wedding, the time in Germany, the first time he came to my room, the cruise ship, our first kiss, his confession under the winter sky, the first time I saw my baby, the first time I held him in my arms, the moments we bath him together, the small smile on Lucas's lips.
I closed my eyes not willing to accept the reality.
All was gone.
I lost.
My heart started shattering and then,
I heard a gun shot.
"You whore. You cheated on me with my brother" James slapped Kaitlyn hard on her cheek.
"James no Clara is yours" James landed another slap on her face.
"Don't lie to me. I know all about you and Kyle's affair" James screamed not falling for lies anymore.
Kaitlyn fell to the floor and cried while little boy hid behind the door, watching all of it.
He recognised the name Kyle. He was the man who read his Santa Clause letter and then later on tortured him till he bled. But he was surprised to hear that Kyle was James's brother, not his friend who enjoyed hurting him.
"I already fathered a child you had from another man. But I won't tolerate this anymore" James took the baby Clara to his arms and strode out of the room.
He opened the door and saw the little boy standing behind it, shivering in fright.
"Here is the other bastard. You come with me boy" James gripped the boy from his arm and dragged him up the stairs.
"James" Kaitlyn shouted from downstairs.
"James please don't do this. I'm her mother"
James gave out a hoarse laugh. "Mother? You are not even worth of that title"
He looked down at the boy "That's your mother boy. Your whore mother"
"James please I love you. I even hurt Marcus because you liked it. All I wanted was you to be happy and love me"
James spit on the floor and continued dragging the boy to the bathroom.
He walked over to the bathtub and opened the faucet. He waited till the water was almost overflowing and then closed it.
"Boy. I fed you all these years. It's time for you to pay back"
The little boy raised his head up and glanced at his step father in fear.
"Do me a favour boy" James bent down to his height and gave the baby to the boy."Kill this bitch"
"No no no" The boy scrambled back holding his sister close to his chest, afraid his step father would hurt her.
"James no" Kaitlyn screamed and ran up the stairs but James stopped her.
"Shut up. This will end today and then you will learn your lesson"
"No-"
"If you keep silent I will come back to you" James said with a smirk, knowing that it would shut her up.
"You will love me again?"
James nodded and Kaitlyn's stared at the baby, pondering whether to save her or not.
"Mother help me. Please" He cried but the woman slowly shook her head.
"No! I love James. I need James to love me. I need him"
He stared at her in despair. That was when he realised she was never a mother. He felt betrayed, he felt sad, he felt agony. He had always hoped that someday his mother would understand his pain and help him
But today he realised who she truly was. She was nothing more than a devil that haunts in his mind.
Kaitlyn then sat in the corner and buried her head on her knees pretending not to see anything.
James smiled with a glint of mischief in his eyes and then his gaze fell onto the boy. He grabbed him by his shoulders and the boy started struggling to get out of his grip.
"You brat" James slapped him but the boy shook his head, tears streaming down his eyes begging his step father not to do this.
"If you don't want to kill her then both of you will die"
James forcefully lifted him up and took him to the bathtub. He threw them to the tub and pushed both of their heads underwater, suffocating them to death.
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