His Ruthless Revenge (A Dark Bully Romance)

Chapter Fifty-Three

Chase

My hands grip the steering wheel as I stifle another yawn and rub my bleary eyes. The car speeds down endless country lanes and narrow roads; my mind racing with anxiety because I'm so desperate to get home and see April.
The last few days have been excruciating and being apart from April made it a thousand times harder. It literally feels like I'm being torn in two and I despise the fact that I've had to leave Billy to be with April and have to leave April to see Billy. I understand that's how it has to be but it doesn't make it any easier.

It's pretty late by now but that doesn't stop me checking what time it is every few seconds. My headlights shine brightly ahead of the car, providing me with a small patch of light to guide me through the darkness. There's fields either side of the road and no other traffic about. I'm aware that my eyelids are starting to feel heavy but there's no way I'm going to pull over and sleep when I promised April I'd make it back tonight.

I'll never let her down again. Not ever.

It was so great to be able to spend some time with Billy again and he was thrilled to see me too. The agonising part was when we had to say goodbye and I had to leave him all over again. He clung onto me with all his strength, his arms wrapped around my neck as he begged me not to go.
"I want to come with you, Daddy!" He cried pitifully, tears rolling down his face as he refused to let go of me. "Please!"
"You can't, Buddy. You know you've got to stay here with mummy." I comforted him, ruffling his hair as I placed him down at my feet.
"You always leave!" He wailed dismally, lashing out at me with his small fists. "I don't like you no more!"
"You see what you're doing to him?!" Louise yelled bitterly, scooping him up off the floor as he turned his back on me. "You don't ever see how distraught he is when you leave, Chase. I'm the one who always has to pick up the pieces."
"It's called being a parent." I replied dismissively, refusing to look at her as I made my way towards the front door. "Not that I had much choice about that in the first place."
"So you wish he'd never been born?" She challenged me coldly, ignoring the fact that she was still holding our son who could hear every word she said.
"I didn't say that and keep your voice down." I warned her, raising my own slighlty so she understood that I was being serious.
"Whatever." She scoffed disdainfully, rolling her eyes at me."Go rushing back to her as per usual."
"Don't even mention April." I threatened her darkly, taking a step closer. "Ever."
"You'll realise soon enough what a mistake you've made." She whispered spitefully, a flash of venom in her eyes. "I promise you'll regret this."
"The only thing I regret is allowing myself to be blackmailed by you." I replied sharply, placing a kiss on Billy's head. "He's the only reason I have anything to do with you and I hope you know that."
"That can change real fast, Chase." She taunted me cruelly. "One word from me and you'll never see your son again."
I closed my eyes briefly and clenched my fists, exhaling slowly so I didn't lose it infront of Billy who was still snuggling into her shoulder.
"We both know that's not going to happen and I'm also not about to discuss anything like that in front of him." I admonished sternly, leaning forward. "I'll see you soon, little man. Be a good boy for mummy won't you?"
Billy shook his head, burying his face against Louise so he didn't have to say goodbye to me.
I sighed deeply, struggling to accept the fact that my son was angry with me or even worse... that he was actually disapointed in his dad.
My feet had only taken a few steps when I heard Louise calling out my name. I seriously considered ignoring her but reluctantly turned around to see what she wanted.
She slapped me across the face the second I turned around but I forced myself to stay still and silent, glaring down at her without saying a word.
"Fuck you." She snarled contemptuously. "That's the last time you'll ever see your son."
She spun around when Billy started crying from inside the house and slammed the door shut behind her.
Every instinct was screaming at me to storm back in there and snatch up my son but also knew that I couldn't distress him anymore than I already had.

I have to do this right. I told myself. I can't fuck this up and lose Billy. I can't let her take him.

The same thoughts keeps swirling round my head as I drive on and I grip the steering wheel even harder.

"That's the last time you'll ever see your son."

Her toxic words keep ringing in my ears and I shake my head, physically trying to rid myself of them and erase it from my memory.

My car finally pulls into the narrow road that leads to the cabin and my body starts to relax a little. The headlights illuminate the outline of the cabin as the car turns the corner and what I see next causes me to inhale sharply.

April.

She's lying in a crumpled heap on the porch and appears to be unconcious. I immediately throw the car door open; barely managing to stop the car in time and race up the porch steps so I can help her.
"April?!" I cry loudly, scooping her up in my arms as I cradle her trembling body.
"Chase?" She whispers weakly, her voice hoarse and barely audible.
"What's the matter?!" I demand harshly. "What are you doing out here in the cold? Are you hurt?"
"I'm sorry." She replies softly, slowly slipping in and out of conciousness as tears roll down her face.
"What are you sorry for?" I bark roughly, shaking her gently. "April, what's going on? Tell me, please!"
She uses all of her strength to raise her arm, pointing her finger towards the front door of the cabin. My eyes follow the direction she's pointing in but I can't see anything. She appears to be hurt but there's no sign of any injuries on her body. Her eyes close but she manages to utter three words right before she loses consciousness again.

"I killed him."