Private Bryan

Chapter 10:

The snow kept falling as Christmas got closer. We planned our wedding for Christmas Eve and sent out the invites. I've lost some weight after having LeLand, who laid on his belly on the floor playing with an ornament I had dropped. I walked around the room, decorating the tree and everywhere else. Placing little Christmas statues and ornaments I made.

There was a knock on the door and I quickly picked up LeLand, placing him in the playpen then went to answer the door.

"He-" I went to say before a hand slammed over my mouth and a man forced his way into my home. My eyes frantically locked on LeLand but the man only wanted me as he ripped my shirt open and ripped my pants down.

"You're going to shut up, and be the little whore that you are." The man said and I instantly recognized the voice. Rob.

I frantically shook my head and reached around the corner to hit the panic button on the alarm system, which was linked to Bryan's phone. It was silent, so Rob would never know what is happening. As Rob used one hand to latch onto my pussy, I started to cry.

He was going to rape me.

All of a sudden the roar of a truck sounded and then running boots. My heart sped up as Rob released me to turn around and he was instantly facing the barrel of Bryan's gun.

"Get the fuck out of my house now, and you can leave with your life. Come here again, and I will shoot you." Bryan said through clenched teeth.

"You don't scare me." Rob said and reached back to wrap his fingers around my neck. "Shoot me, and I'll kill Camile."

"You are going to get your hands off my fiancée. The police are already on their way. You're going to prison for parole violation." Bryan said and grinned as two squad cars sped down our driveway and four officers jumped out.

"Get your hands where we can see them Rob." One of the officers yelled.

"I'm not leaving here alive." Rob said and forcibly kissed me, which made bryan aim his gun down and shoot robs foot. Rob screamed and I heard my son start crying.

"Let go of the woman, Rob. You're just making this worse on yourself." The cop yelled and one by one they came in, avoiding looking at me since I was mostly naked.

"I said I'm not leaving here alive. There's nothing left for me to live for." He said and reached for a cops gun. But they managed to get him outside before he pulled out a gun he had hidden and put the barrel to his head. His eyes locked on my as bryan covered my eyes just before the gun went off.

I fell to my knees and bryan followed, cradling me as he lifted me up off the floor and carried me to the living room. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around me as he picked up our son and bounced him, softly singing.

"He shot himself." I whispered and watched out the window as a coroner showed up.

Cops came and went, asking me questions, and if I needed medical care. All I could do was say he didn't hurt me, I'm fine. They looked at me, not with pity but with sympathy as I held my son to my chest, feeding him as he needed and just tried to calm my frayed nerves. My wedding was just three days away and there was a suicide on my property.

"Are you alright, baby? Do you need anything?" Bryan asked as he kneeled in front of me. I was curled up in his chair.

"A bath. Can you take care of LeLand for me? I think he needs his diaper changed and a nap." I whispered.

"Of course." Bryan said and took LeLand from my arms. "Take your time honey."

I smiled at bryan and walked upstairs. The cops were gone and they had cleaned up the mess from my driveway. When I got to the bathroom I turned on the water and put the stopper in. My phone beeped from the bedroom.

I had a text message.

Blocked number: murderer.

My heart jumped in my throat. I dropped my phone to the floor and backed away. When my back hit the wall I slid to the floor and just looked at my phone.

It had to be Erin. So I grabbed my phone and dialed her number. It rang and rang but there was no answer so I hung up and walked back into the bathroom. I sunk down into the hot water and closed my eyes.

"Where the fuck is she??" Came an angry voice from downstairs. My son instantly started to cry.

"You're not allowed in this house. She doesn't want to see you, she had been traumatized enough." Bryan said and I heard a loud slap. "Okay, goodbye Erin."

"You're a murderer Camile. You killed my brother!" She yelled before a door slammed shut.

It was my fault that Rob was dead.