A Dream Life With You

Chapter 140: Please Stop It Oscar...

After all the chaos and disturbing news, they went to bed after taking a shower. Even after this all, they both still had a hard time believing the news. Their feelings were so messed up.

They were so happy but just as much distressed. The best thing to do would be to ignore the bad news while doing their best and that's exactly what they were trying to do but they still can't ignore the pain of knowing what may happen in the future. 

That day took a toll on them. They never felt this tired while pulling all-nighters for work or strenuous workouts or anything. To Victoria, even her incident with Teddy didn't affect her as much as this. 

This made her feel thousands of emotions that she can't control. She couldn't even understand herself yet she has to deal with so much. She was completely tired. She couldn't even keep her eyes open and was in a daze. Oscar was scared that she might bump into something because of her inattentiveness. 

Oscar was also very tired. He was physically and mentally very strong but when things concerns Victoria, he felt like the weakest person alive. But he pretended to be strong. He kept himself going as he had no other option.

After carefully tugging Victoria inside the quilt, he laid down beside her and embraced her lightly from behind. Victoria was already asleep. 

However, Oscar couldn't sleep all night. His eyes were red and lost. He stayed frozen in the position while Victoria moved around a lot in her sleep. Seemingly uncomfortable somewhere. He saw her lying on her front and instinctively pulled her in his arms to change her position. 

Then he was stunned. Though he thought about it and somewhere even considered the option of aborting his child, but he couldn't deny that he was very excited and happy when got the news. He was willing to give his life to protect them both but at last, he was proved to be the most useless person on the earth right now.

He was so helpless that he could do nothing at all other than letting things so naturally. He was so worried that he couldn't even close his eyes. Whenever he closed his eyes, the situation where he might have to abandon one come into his life and made his heart shudder. He loves her. He loves Victoria more than anything. 

And after her, if he loves anyone then it would probably be their child. How could he not love that person whom he loved before they even had an existence in this world? He loved them unconditionally and without asking for anything in return. He loved them so much that his heartbeat accelerated to its fastest when he heard the news. 

The best day of his life was his wedding day. But he was just as happy when he heard the good news. Yet on such a happy occasion, he got the worst news of his life. He was stuck in such a bad place that it was getting harder and harder to breathe.

When he couldn't tolerate it anymore, Oscar got out of bed. It was probably 3:00 am at that time. He went out into the living room and then entered the balcony. He sat down but couldn't calm down. Then got up and stood near the railing as he let the cold and harsh wind mess him up but that still couldn't help him. 

Countless thoughts come into his mind. Each and every so devastating that in the end tears spilt out from his eyes. He felt like trash. He felt like a despicable person. A disgusting person who doesn't deserve to see the light of the sun. For thinking about taking such a decision. For thinking about killing his child, for thinking about killing himself and for being a weak cowardly man who is collapsing when he shouldn't.

Oscar bent down while holding the railing. His head was also down hiding his face and tears. His painful surpassed whimpers were so miserable that they would make others cry. His hands clenched so tightly that they went pale with blood. His face was so haggard like an ill person. 

The cold wind was making his previous wound in the elbow ache terribly. That pain let him get a hold of himself. He took a took a deep breath and wiped his tears with the back of his hand. With his extremely red eyes, he walked out of the balcony. 

He looked around desperately for something to calm him down. Something to relieve his frustration but he doesn't smoke or drink so that wasn't an option. He wanted to almost broke his restraints but he couldn't as there were no secrets or alcohol at home. Then he thought about Hookah and even that wasn't available. 

Even if it was, it would be a long process. The pain was relieving his mind but he couldn't have any obvious injuries as that would stress Victoria. Suddenly, something came into his mind and he was relieved to find a solution. 

Then without any further delay, he went down into the basement. There were rooms in the basement for different purposes. He entered his boxing room. His workout was always some sort of sports. He liked sports related to martial arts but he wasn't a violent person. 

He learned sports like martial arts for the sake of protecting the people who would be important to him. But now he was feeling very violent. So violent that he wanted to go crazy.

He went into the boxing room and took out his shirt and hung it. Then he took out his sleeper and put it aside. Now he was just wearing a simple black vest with his white plain nightdress pants. 

Then he took out his boxing hand wraps. They were black in colour. As he wrapped them around his hand covering his knuckles, they particularly highlighted his pale skin.

And that was it. He finally had a chance to go crazy. He finally let out all his frustration. Just like that, he went on and on for about 2 hours. It was 5 am in the morning. He was still going crazy without noticing the pain in his hands and legs. He didn't wear leg wraps and shot his legs at the boxing bag crazily. 

His eyes were extremely red and sweat was all over him. His hair was damped from sweat. There was sweat around his eyes which was hiding his tears. But his teary red eyes betrayed him. He was taking out his anger on himself. 

When he was so short of breath that his body went pale, he finally stopped for a few seconds. His hands and legs were numb and he just realised it. But that wasn't enough. As he stopped, all the bad memories from past and present come into his mind making him more frustrated and again tears threatened to fall out of his eyes. 

He looked at his wrapped hands with red eyes as a tear pitifully fall out of his red eyes. Then he clenched his fist tightly ignoring the pain as he applied his full power to shoot at the boxing bag again. However, just before he shot, a pair of slender arms wrapped around his waist from behind which stunned him. 

He froze as he was and his mind went blank. The strength in his hands disappeared like a deflated balloon. He was dazed for a while until a trembling and tormented voice come from behind.

" Please Stop it Oscar... "