A Life I Never Knew

Chapter 52

Luna Pov

"Y-y-you," he chocked out.

He looked at me like the world had fallen on him, as if, his eyes are deceiving him.

"H-h-help m-me," he chocked out.

Ha, he still hasn't changed after all this time, what was I expecting?

If I'm being honest, seeing him grovel in pain at my feet felt good.

"Dolcezza, how come you are here? You should go back an-," my dad walked toward me.

"No, he needs to see me, and I need to see him," I said taking a step closer to the person I hate most in this world.

The air was thick, you could see and feel the tension in the room. Everyone was on guard, I don't know if they weren't sure what I would do or if he would try something.

"Why?" I asked lowering my eyes to the trash at my feet.

"I-I'm sorry, p-please just h-help me," he had the nerve to beg for help?

"But what about all the times I begged for help? What about my pain?!" I yelled at making him jump out of his skin.

"Are you scared? That's right! Be scared!" I screamed and cried at him.

He was pathetic, and wailed like a child, as if I was hurting him.

"What you did to my mother and I.. I'll never forget it, in this life or the next," I said.

"Luna," I could hear Anna whisper my name with a shaky voice.

"P-please, just make it stop," he cried again and again.

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"

I was over his whining and begging, it never mattered how hard I cried and begged for my life when he would torture me.

Now that the shoe is on the other foot, I should bend and show mercy? Never.

For the first time in my life I want revenge, and I want it bad.

Seeing my enemy at rock bottom fueled a fire inside me that I didn't know I had.

"Luna! Calm down!" Tony said rushing to my side.

"Y-you think you're loved now? T-they'll throw you away and use you just like I did, ahahaha," he coughed and laughed.

"Bastard!" Tony kicked him in the stomach making him groan in pain.

"Hahaha, your mother is still buried alive in the backyard I bet."

That was it, the last straw before I snapped and jumped on top of his fragile body.

I put my hands around his neck just the way he did my mother that time. He neck was so tiny and thin that my small hands fit all the way around it.

I had never shown this much rage and violence in my life. Feeling his neck in my hands, and seeing his face turn ghostly pale, somehow made me strangle him harder.

His skinny arms flared around grasping at me but I didn't stop. I could feel people pulling my clothes, trying to pry me off but I was stuck to him like glue.

I want to see the life in his eyes dim, and eventually go off.

'Snap.'

The sound was clear as day, and I knew I had succeeded.

"H-he's dead. I-I killed him," I said retracting my shaking hands from his broken neck.

I couldn't move at all, it was like I was in a trance, my body shook with adrenaline and shock .