MY BABIES' DADDY (On Hiatus)

🌟chapter 3(Three) 🌟

Liam Hemsworth

I was trained to kill!!

My dream before it got to all this?  I wanted to be a doctor, a pediatrician. During my teenage years when I was choosing a career path, I found myself drifting to more daring and riskier ambition, hence, immediately after high school I joined the marine.

My old lifestyle drowned in the river of Babylon, submerging a new me.... Just at the age of 16 I had killed 20 souls and counting till date and had slept with strangers that 14 years old me would have found disgusting. Pedophile? Mehh! Ain't in my dictionary.

A year of excruciating combat training and four years of hell in Vietnam war.  You might expect the same naive shy and quite nerd to still be in that body? Nah.... That soul had long gone. I miss that pure soul.

I miss the old me. Sighs.

When I had said I had killed so many souls, I know you might have start judging... Don't judge me, it's my job, to save the nation or so I thought. But, that sleeping with men part, is my life. I always tell myself that I am doing the country good by getting rid of the bad guys. The government told me so, they said I am one of their finest hitman, well trained and knows what he is doing.

They all love me.

My bosses found me very much useful and offered me jobs that would get me millions and millions of money if I just continue doing what I was doing in another alternate. And I accepted without much thoughts.

And here I'm regretting the two years of being an undercover assassin.

What brings me much rue?

My kids and my babies' daddy' lives are in danger.

When I first saw the picture, my heart went down to my stomach.

Now, I know why Aidan is growing faster than his age, why he has temperament and anger issues which is like a faint episodes now but, will soon turn deadly once he grows up, why he is very much possessive of what he loves and lastly why my son is very much handsome with those tan skin, grey iris, curly jet black hair and full deep dimple cheeks just like his father, oh... And that gap teeth.

That short visit brought different kinds of emotions which got me rethinking why I couldn't just end him and seal the deal.

Shit!!!

Seriously?

This is my life! A shitty life!!!!

Karma is a bitch!!!

"Just the shitty ill luck!!" I hit my balled fist against the steering wheel over and over again till my hand felt numb.

I had drove out from the alley I was well hidden to my favorite spot just by the river below the bridge where the cool breeze waft in through the window. I had taken off my balaclava and jacket together with the turtle neck top leaving just the white crop tank top and skinny high waist jeans stopping just below the belly button.

I decided to text my father after hours of self loathing.

                                       Me: on my way home,  be  there  in an hour

Dad🌟: How did it go? I know I'm not supposed to be asking, But, did you do it?

Me: I just couldn't dad!  I couldn't!

Dad🌟: The kids are already in bed, I'm waiting.

Me: Okay dad.