The Past - Erich Blunt

pressure.

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e r i c h' s  p o v

I hate when she's out on her own, especially this late.

Yeah I get that she's a grown woman, but of course I'm going to worry about the woman I love.

I could hear her car pulling up, so I streamed the outside cameras onto the TV.

I'm a billionaire, it's natural for me to have CCTV securing my property.

I glance up at the TV and I can see two people, one of them was definitely Adele.

Surely that's not who I think it is?

What the fuck.

I stand up and make my way to the front door.

Of course I was fucking right.

Cindy fucking Strauss.

Pissed is an understatement.

I watch the two girls make their way up to the door, Cindy looked awful. If having a child made you look like that, there's no way i'm letting Adele have one.

I can't even look at Adele.

Meddling bitch.

I go back into the living room, i'm being followed by the pair.

"Do you want to explain why that is in our house?"

Adele looked at Cindy before looking at me.

"There's something we need to tell you. It's serious."

I scoff at her.

"Does it have a mouth, and if so does it want to speak?"

Clearly I was directing that to Cindy, there's no way i'm addressing that whore politely.

Cindy looked nervous, glad to see that I still have that affect.

"Cassidy's been taken."

She could hardly get the words out, she sounded genuine. I guess thousands of kids go missing every year, it's a shame that Cassidy just so happened to be one of those figures.

Erich you sick fuck.

"And you decided to bring her back here. Un fucking believable Adele."

Adele's face looked so pissed.

Oh shit.

"You can't be serious right now? The Mother of your child is stood here, you're refusing to address her by her name and you've been told that your child is missing and you are seriously bothered by the fact that Cindy just so happens to be in the same room as you."

I rolled my eyes at her.

"Why should I care? Clearly Cindy should have aborted the kid like I told her to, if it wasn't for you she wouldn't be missing."

"Oh yes because it's my fault you couldn't keep your dick in your pants."

I ran my tongue along the inside of my cheek and brushed my hands through my hair. Cindy stood there in silence, her eyes were glazed over.

I went to go into the kitchen, I needed alcohol. Strong stuff at that too.

From the kitchen, I could hear Cindy crying.