The Blood Thirsty Killer

Chapter 11

Trisha's POV
Church was fun and eye opening after a long era of not stopping by. Unfortunately the baby kept tossing and turning inside me so I experienced tummy cramps meaning Malvik had to rush me home so I could take my medication. We parked in our garage and he helped me get off because I kept losing balance each time the pain struck. I don't know if Malfoy noticed but the entrance of our door was tainted by muddy footprints. Even I was in too much pain to pay full attention so I brushed it off and prioritised my pain as I walked in. There were more prints when we got in and this time my husband saw them too as they led to our dining room. Was our house broken into? But we just moved here recently so who would steal from us in a place we don't know?I got to the nearest couch and sat down because my cramps were getting worse while Malvik went further to check if this was a break in or not. He came back and there was no sign of theft in any part of the house. But the question of who would walk into our household and leave prints without damaging properly or stealing anything else still remained. "We should probably ignore this maybe it was one wasted fellow who trolled in by mistake, " my husband said as he handed over my pills to me and a glass of water to drink them.  I began feeling drowsy and sleepy from the effects of the medicine so I lurched over into Malfoy's arms and fell asleep allowing a soothing relaxation to cover my body. I'm guessing he dosed off too because we both woke up hours later, at 5 pm in the evening to be precise. I took a mild shower and wore my night gown so I could prepare to cook our dinner. Malfoy stepped  out in his tracksuit and said he was going out for his regular evening walk and said he'd be back sooner. Considering the matter of the prints later that we're cleaned off already I was a bit frightened to stay back alone but anyways I let him go. Within a few minutes of my man going I had been feeling relaxed and less scared as the aroma of the magic I was cooking up in the kitchen got me focused. I turned on the radio and tuned to my Maverick City playlist to keep me fired up as I mixed up spices to make marinade for the chicken I wanted to oven bake. "Here again" by the group just finished playing and the whole house was filled with a deep silence momentarily. It was then I heard a click sound of the door as if someone was forcefully trying to open at the living room door since it was locked. "Who is it?" I asked and got no response. I assumed I was probably mistaken in thinking someone tried opening our door. Moreover there was no further activity after that short scene so I acted in accordance and continued cooking for Malfoy. Bang! Bang! The door went,this time i was sure I heard it. The event of the prints just flooded my memory so I compelled myself to ask who was knocking on the door. "Im from the woman's neighbourhood society," a confusing feminine with a touch of masculine deep voice croaked at the door. I did not know that something of that existed but this was a different place so I guess new things.  I opened the door to see a woman who masked their face. She extended her hand to greet me and I doubtedly responded to shake hers as she introduced herself as the chairman of the woman's neighbourhood society. I know it was wrong but I had to ask why their hid their facial identity and they gave religion as the excuse. She was clothed in a fit that neither said male nor female but was as neutral as ever. The person comes in and in an attempt to be courteous I made tea for them. We sat down and out of curiosity I asked what this woman's society was all about. A couple of time she fumbled failing to give straight and satisfactory answers as if they weren't speaking of something they knew and were sure of. It was like that until I asked if I wad compelled to join this society because honestly  I wouldn't given the poor responses I was given to my questions and the woman said, " this society is for all women and the aim is to quench my thirst". I never understood until I felt a dirty slap land on my cheek and I stared in shock. I turned to enquire why I got that and spotted  that she was about to slap me again, caught her mid air and gave her a got one in return. I don't know how but things changed from a tea session to a scuffle. I was pregnant remember but the lady kept punching me in the face and I was already nose bleeding. She pushed me and my bump hit the wall while my forehead hit the table. I groaned in pain as I extended forward to grab a vase on the table,  hitting her as she tried to approach me. For a while I was getting away from her as I walked  but I felt a sharp belt hitting my waist I could sense my baby gasping for air(or so I thought). The person grabbed the same pieced of the vase I has broken onto their head and slit my arm causing a warm fluid to gush out of the cut. I was losing my might  but its either I soldier on and fight to protect my baby or forfeit and die, obviously the second option was far from close. I took a broken piece of the vase and stayed in the corner to gain stability due to the fact that I was dizzy for a while. Still on it the person approached  and I pierced their knee as she groaned in pain then I pushed them onto the couch and it clutched to the glass table breaking it in the process. By now our house was a mess and very bloody but I had to find a way out. While  the perpetrator fought to ease their pain I stood up and clamped my arm as I limped to the door exit. I was fast approaching and when I held the door I felt a heavy item clash my head. Blood oozed to the floor and my vision got blurry as I could see myself headed for the floor. The last thing I heard was , "good going keeping up with the fight but I'm afraid death is still destined for you tonight" Next.....

Heyy guys😂😂❤️! It's been a long term of unavailability but we're back 🥹well this  was just a plot the next chapter is going to be fire🥺🥺 don't forget to vote and comment 🫢❤️!
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