Kiss My Threats

Chapter 32

Phil.

His gaze kept lingering on the screen of his device, if it were human, it would flared up I'm frustrated with how long he had spent his time, his eyes fixed on the text or message icon on Genevieve's contact. Thinking about her, and all what she had said to him made his heart ache. She's aware of it, of everything,  but he still got some explanation to do to her.

He was sitting at one of the booths when two ladies marched over to him, one holding the other hand in aggression as they aimed towards him, he grew self conscious again, this is going to happen again.

"Hey you!" The one holding the girl's hand screamed at his face and pointed an accusing hand at Phil who sat still, he was going to have one of the dramas today again and too good that it's also in a restaurant filled with busy people.  He continues to stare at the screen of his phone as his ears, ignoring the lady yells before he notices the screen went off.

"Hey what the f-" he was cut off by the same annoying lady.

"You have no damn right to act clueless about this, you have no right to treat my younger sister in this manner… and neither do u have to treat her unborn baby like this, so man up and think about your life and also my sister doing any abortion for u, u have to take it just like yoj did it, I don't want to hear any stroy from you." She seemed angry letting all those words out, Phil waited for her to finish her rant before he picked up his voice.

"Excuse me I don't know what you're talking about and what child? I think you're mis-"

"You're the mistake here and I don't want my sister's child to also be a mistake like the father.."

"What the fvck lady, are you even in your right senses? Who the fvck are you guys to even come out of nowhere and start throwing insults at me, mind your words and also just so you know I'm not the father of any child so your sister should go look for the father herself and stop blaming people for her misfortune!" He spat, his time hearsg as he pours out all his frustration, everything was tiring, with people blaming him here and there for everything, and also Genevieve, everything that had happened. He found his heart racing if it's not even too fast for his chest to hold it in, he was in dismay, cold sweats emitting his skin as the two ladies stared at him in shock at his sudden outburst.

"Lori you told me-"

"Yes sis, he- he's the one, I remember him, he has the same brown eyes and he- he-"

"Just shut the hell up!" He screamed at the girl who shrunk backwards and banged on the table. They've got a few heads turned in their direction but that was out of his concern, as long as no one indulges in their fight then it's fine. He grabbed his phone before shoving past the two girls and storming out of the restaurant. He sat in his car, his hand holding onto the steering wheel as his mind pours out everything that had happened this week, now this, a girl claiming the father of her child, a girl he didn't know she existed. He rested his head on the headrest as his vision started to become tinted, he was starting to see haze and not clear he covered his face with his arm as he tried to catch onto his breath.

With one thing on his mind, or rather, one person, one single person that will bring him out of this misery but yet, the person had turned their back on him.

Genevieve.

He loved her, he still does but he wasn't sure if she also does for him, with everything that had happened between them, she already broke up with him so the hope he had left if she loved him back had been erased by the wind.

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Genevieve.

I stare at mom palms folded together as she awaits the words to emit from my mouth, she kept looking at me before I sighed.

"I'm sorry to say this mom, but lately, since the death of Faith…." I shut my eyes, not knowing how to spill this to her, she would be so disappointed at me, and I would be more disappointed in myself if she doesn't take it easy, mom shifts comfortably on her seats, anticipating what she was going to say next.

"I have been getting letters, not normal letters… but threats, like they-"

"Excuse me?" Her mom's tone turned thick, abrasive, anything but sweetness and delicacy maybe. She jolted up from the stool she was sitting in shock.

"Mom, please calm down. I know, I really should have told you about it sooner, I wanted to tell you… I was about to tell you everything, about my threats and that was when we got a call from the hospital, it was like… the person knew it was going to happen, that I was going to tell u that day and I don't know how he knew about it and, mom,.... And, he was… he threatened me not to tell anyone or else he is going to ruin us and… and- " he was Phil.

"He, he killed Faith." A tear slipped down my cheeks as I said those words out, they were painful leaving my mouth and I had to even force it out.

"WHAT!" She shouted, "you knew all of these and you didn't even care to open up to any-"

"Mom I already told y-"

"Shut up!" She screamed at me, pointing fingers at me, I lowered my head down, with my eyes shut as she threw those negative words at me, my eyes could not take it as they shed ocean but my mom didn't care, she vomited those negative and accusing words at me ignoring my state. She doesn't know what I've gone through just because of this.

"I've always asked u, how u were doing, if there was anything wrong, every day and u always replied with 'I'm okay mom', and always put on that fake face and now why are you telling me now uh? Why? I mean, whoever that guy was just ruined someone's life and destroyed a family and you kept quiet with it… if you had told me all these earlier then-"

The door was knocked on when Adonis stepped in, see me and mom's state he shuts it back before he opens it once again. "Baby boy this isn't the time for all these better go back to your books, now!"

The poor guy shrieked and quickly banged the door after sending me a sad look. I moved back a bit and she slapped her forehead, "this is too much now, do you have any idea who this is, we've got to do something about this, I'm reporting this to your dad and he'll have something to do."

He works with the military…

I wanted to say the name, I wanted to vomit that one word that could change everything, forever, change my mother's perspective about him, we should have listened to dad but no, we thought dad hated him for no reason, he saw what we didn't see behind that innocent appearance he always give.

"Vi…" mom calls my name, "you are not talking.." she whispers her chest heaving up and down as she awaits my response.

"I- I ca-"

"Are you mad or something? You Better-"

"Phil. It's Phil mom, it's Easton, the same Phil."