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Chapter Eight | When The Walls Cave In (PART II)

WHO IS YOUR ALL TIME FAVORITE CHARACTER IN A BOOK AND WHY?

Victoria's POV

I don't know what to feel at the moment. Should the fact that he punched my father bring me comfort or fear? I ask myself.

 I never had someone protect me the way he did right now, and quite frankly a small part of me felt comforted by the pain that he inflicted upon my father. After all, my drunken dad had every intention of hurting me then, and if it weren't for Samuel being there I probably would be lying on my bathroom floor covered in bruises that were drawn by my father's wrath. 

It wasn't shocking or new because it wasn't uncommon for my father to be abusive towards my brother and I. I found myself lost in the mountains of Rivervine as Samuel and I exchanged no words, and I was taken back to the night that my parents finally decided to get a divorce.

 It was a Saturday night and my father had come back after a night out with his friends. He clearly had a lot to drink as he reeked of Gray Goose. "We drank tonight in celebration of his promotion Ana." He argued with my mom. I could hear them yelling at one another from downstairs as I covered little Eric's ears with my hands, and I remember that all I wanted at that moment was for someone to come over and cover mine. 

They fought a lot, my parents, but that night was quite different. This time there was no fighting or hitting, no screams of pain from my mother because my father threw a vase at her, a habit I clearly inherited, no pools of tears running down my mothers soft cheeks as she begged him to stop. This time it was a simple yell, and then nothing at all.

 I remember hearing the door close shut after they yelled at each other for what seemed like forever. I remember how the loud thud sent shivers up my spine. I remember how my mother walked into our room with no emotion in her face, "I am leaving," She had said, "and I am never coming back." It was the last I ever heard from her before she took Eric, disappeared, and left us for good.

 I don't know whether I am angry with her for leaving me with that monster, or proud that she finally came to her senses. But all I know is that I feel afraid from the man sitting next to me in this car right now. The man babbling words that have no meaning in my head. The man that was out to kill me so he could clear his own name for something I don't quite believe anymore. I mean, how could I? How could I be so sure that any of the stories he spat are true? How could I know that his father killed his mother, or if his ex girlfriend is actually dead and this isn't all some part of his story to win me over or fuck with me?

The one thing I am sure of right now is that I have no emotions, and I am scared. "I don't know what to say." I hear him say, but I pay no attention to anything related to that menace. I know I said that I loved him not that long ago, but right now I'm not too sure. I know if I reply to him or give him an ounce of attention he would assume that I have somehow forgiven him, maybe given him my blessing, but this was not the case. Samuel Riverton is a liar and I must prove it — without letting emotions cloud my judgment.

I go back to losing myself in these grassy mountains as the sun set perfectly from behind, giving them that winey red color mixed with a touch of orange that shined perfectly.

I don't know what it is about sunsets that always brought peace to my soul, maybe it was because when my father used to come home drunk I used to run up to my room and wait for them to come as I hugged my knees in comfort. I went back to my relationship with Damian and how bad it was now that I was out of it. 

I guess a part of me fell in love with Damian because of the time period that he came in because after my mother had left I felt alone, abandoned, forgotten, I felt like I was nothing to someone that literally gave birth to me and that was a feeling I couldn't quite shake. Damian came into my life at a time where he saw past The Queen Of Rivervine. It was like he knew that this personality was nothing but a mask that was hiding all that pain and darkness underneath. 

I was a little girl suffering from the loss of her brother and mother, and the queen persona was the only way to get through the day without feeling suicidal. All my life I felt like I was some owned property and when I wore that mask I felt like I owned the world— A world where everyone feared me and feared my conjectures. A world owned by the queen of Rivervine and only her — because to the outside world I was the girl everyone wanted to be friends with, the popular girl. I was the girl everyone thought bowed down to when they saw her, but Damian knew the lost girl on the inside, "I'll be with you until the end." He used to say, and now I find it quite odd how he planned my end for me, and all because he decided to sleep with his sister.

I look up to see that we parked in front of the Loveborn's house and I see Samuel get out of the car and explosively break Damian's car, but again, no emotion whatsoever. At this moment there were two voices in my mind that were whispering words to me, one of them telling me that Samuel is being the knight in shining armor that I always seeked because he is showing his love by going to Damian's house and breaking his property, but the other part is telling me that he is showing me how big of a violent fuck up the guy is deep down inside.

I look back out and fear shoots through my entire body as I see Damian getting furiously beat up by Samuel, "Please stop." I shrieked, but my voice was unheard and he kept hitting him over and over again. I don't know whether it was fear because of seeing a man being viciously beaten up, or because the man beating him up had a smile on his face as he was doing it.

I saw a side of Samuel that scared me, a side I promised not to interact with anymore because it reminded me of my father, but at the same time this side of him is protective of me—in a very fucked up way. He got back in the car and drove back out. I could hear Damian mumbling words but those words were too low compared to the sound of my heart thudding against my chest.

 "What's wrong, love?" Samuel asks, his voice sending thrills through my body. I refrain from sharing my feelings with him for a bit, but the look on his face had me mesmerized. The way he looked at me was like no other, like a prince looking at a princess, like the two lovers in a fairy tale in Wonderland, "I said I love you too," I finally say, "but now I am not too sure." I add and turn back to face the view outside. I could feel his eyes staring at my left cheek. I could feel his need to jump over here and just grab me and claim me, and a part of me wished he had. But sadly he just kept driving and asked me what it was that Damian had told me when he came over, and I promised to tell him as long as he stops hiding things from me and swears to tell the truth. Although I wouldn't believe a word that came out of his mouth at this time. I would still love to give him a chance to explain himself.

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We reached the mountain and Samuel stepped out of the car to look for something. Something I had already found when he went down to beat up Damian because after all, I am not an idiot who will forget the intentions of a man simply because of these three words that were said to me but many others only as an attempt to get into my pants. "Looking for this?" I aim the gun at him as I make my way out of the car. A smile of pride gets drawn across my face because of the fear that I see in his eyes. A smile of pride gets drawn across my face because once again I am in complete control over the situation and no one has control over me. But I was not him, and my intention was not to shoot him. I simply wanted to feel safe and I made sure to tell him that before we finally made our way up to the mountain, but I will not hesitate to empty this entire chamber in his head if I saw him make any skeptical moves, "Now, shall we?" I say as I guide us towards the top.