"I can see all of her hospital records and what she was there for," Diego tells me while looking at his computer.
He looks up from it and says, "you did a nice job kid, but I told you not to sleep with my daughter or catch feelings for her."
Diego is Parisa's father, he didn't die as everyone thinks.
Only I know he's alive.
He sent me on a mission to make sure he made the right decision about faking his death.
He faked almost everything, once he was released into 'hisfamily's custody' he met me to help him fake his death.
He had to pay a couple of doctors and people to stay quiet, and some family members helped out along the way.
Well, I wouldn't say 'met me' because I was a part of his ring.
I was the man underneath him, the man he was supposed to pass everything down to.
The plan was for me to date Parisa, get information on Dean, kill him for real this time, and marry Parisa.
The marriage part was my idea because I thought she was attractive, and for the few weeks I was spying on the company I thought she carried herself well.
Everything was falling into plan until Parisa found out Dean was alive.
I did know who Dean was this whole time, but I didn't tell them that.
I had to give the reports to Mr. Diego on Parisa's and Dean's relationship status.
Mr. Diego was proud his daughter was going for me at first, but over time Parisa started lying to me about where she was going and who she was with.
Mr. Diego is paralyzed from the waist down so he can't do anything about it, his businesses aren't even run by him.
He's unimportant.
Everything is so scattered and out of place now that I didn't get the chance to murder Dean and I got my feelings in the way of everything.
If I wouldn't have fallin' for Parisa I wouldn't be in this situation
"So what did the records say," I ask leaning back in my seat.
"She's pregnant," he tells me, and my mouth drops and he continues, "and I want you to kill it because if the dates are lining up from when you slept with her, you're the father."
Closing my mouth I think about it.
I've killed an unborn child before with my ex, and even though I regret it, it wasn't worth shit.
The child I have with Parisa could be worth so much more than I could imagine, and putting the ring back together can make me millions.
"How about she has the baby and I kill her," I ask and he quickly shakes his head, "no," he says.
So I should be okay with him wanting to kill my child, but he's not okay with me killing his.
I have anger issues. It's really bad. I do something and regret it the next second. My hands start to shake and I get up, "I'll be right back," I say aggressively.
I black out but when I start to realize what I did I freak out, looking down at my shaking and blood-covered hands I feel sick to my stomach.
Diego's neck bleeds out as he gasps for air, I stabbed him with glass.
I don't know how I got it or what just happened all I know is I have to get out of here.
Kenzo 3 days later.
She plays like I don't know what I'm talking about, but I do, "you know what I'm talking about, you fucked him while you were pregnant with my baby," I yell.
Picking her up by her shirt a putting her against the wall she slaps wildly, I turn around throwing her on the floor, "don't hit me," I scream.
Grabbing her by her hair I pick her back up, "stop it, I had a miscarriage and it wasn't your baby," she cries.
She's lying, why the hell is she lying to me goddamnit!
Slinging her back onto the floor she lands right on her side, kicking her on her stomach she lays on her back.
She quickly sits up and I kick her in her face, she hits the back of her head hard on the floor. It's a loud thud, blood comes from her mouth and nose, and she looks knocked out.
"You wanna kill my baby, I'll kill you," I scream to her unconscious frame.
Getting on top of her I throw the knife down, and starts punching her multiple times in her face and chest, "you left me!" I cry.
I lose track of how many times I punched her, but the blood just kept coming.
Getting up I scream loud and knocks everything over in the living room that's in my way, seeing a picture of her and Hazel on the wall I take it off.
Hollering at the picture I say, "you're not her real kid! She was pregnant with mine!"
Throwing it on the floor it shatters, and I stomp on it a couple of times- breaking the frame.
Getting back on top of her I open her legs and pull her panties down, "don't worry I'll give you another one," I cry in her ear before sticking myself inside of her.
Once I finish I pull out and gets up. Zipping my pants back up I feel sick to myself.
Why do I keep doing this?
Leaving the house I get back into my car driving off.
I go full speed down a long road, I had a few drinks before going to Parisa's house, and me being drunk is what I blame on what I did.
I hope I didn't kill her.
I reach over in the passenger seat and grab my bottle, swerving into the other lane I look up to see an 18-wheeler blowing its horn.
Seconds later everything goes dark.
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