The girl with pink hair *old version*

Chapter 17

"S-Samir, I'm sorry!" She choked out.

"Shut the fuck up!" I slapped her.

She sobs.

"Samir I love you, I'll do anything, please"

"Anything?"

"No, Samir no, please"

"Get the fuck upstairs"

I fucked her.

She was crying.

It didn't hurt.

I don't feel nothing no more.

I don't care for her.

I miss you.

I had you in my arms just three weeks ago.

It felt like yesterday.

You stumbled to my house, saying sorry.

I forgave you and locked Delilah in a room,

Or closet.

We fucked five times that night.

I missed you.

I missed your body.

She got out of the closet or bedroom I don't remember how.

She begged me to open the door.

I just held on to you longer.

I snap out to see her bleeding.

"What the fuck?!" I snapped.

She's crying. I got up and put on a pair of boxers.

"I was going to tell you..." She sobs.

"Tell me what?" I got even louder.

"I'm pregnant! But the blood.. the pain, stress and you hitting me... i must've had a miscarriage" my bottom lip wobbles.

I killed my child.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" I pulled her by her hair.

"I'm sorry," she choked on her sob. "Please!"

I started punching her in the face.

I threw her against the wall.

"You fucking bitch. You killed our child!" I kicked her repeatedly.

She coughed out blood.

I didn't stop there.

I didn't stop till she wasn't breathing.

I killed her.

I had to hide the body.

And that's what I did.

I threw the body in the swamp.

I stood watching the crocodiles eating her body.

I didn't feel nothing.