Chapter Twenty Seven | Betrayed

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THE FINAL CHAPTER OF PART 3 IS HERE!


Victoria's POV

3 Months Until Victoria's Death...

I laid on the couch and cried for hours after he disappeared. I wondered where it is he might have gone to, or if he would ever come back. I missed him today. I miss him everyday really, but today was just different. I should've simply trusted him rather than go behind his back, he's right, I betrayed him, and I of all people know how badly that must have hurt. I don't blame him for leaving me standing here between these walls, but I do worry because we have eyes on us everywhere and it is late at night. I know we argued before but this one felt different. This time it felt permanent.

I don't know what's wrong with me or why I even acted like that just now. The words I said, the actions I did, the decisions I made have all been horrible lately. I knew something was wrong with my hormones lately but I didn't expect it to mess with my brain so much. Samuel and I just thought it's a simple change because I'm growing up and a lot has happened lately.

My father left, and this new man just entered my life and started living with me as we plan how to kill the people trying to kill us, because my ex boyfriend slept with his sister — it's just chaotic. Too chaotic.

I took a deep breath and started cleaning around the house, hoping a cleansed home could cleanse my thoughts and help me look at this whole scenario in a different perspective. Hopefully a positive one. I go to the room to fetch the vacuum cleaner, and as I bow down to grab it, my back gives out and I fall. I felt tremendous pain in my stomach, pain like nothing I ever felt before. I rushed to the bathroom and puked my brain out, what the hell is wrong with me? I got up and washed my mouth, my face looking paler than ever as I caught my reflection in the mirror. The thought kept playing around in my head but I kept ignoring it. Knowing damn well it isn't true, it couldn't be. Because if it was, the entire plan must change, and I am not talking about the murder. I mean my life plan, everything changes and turns upside down, and I am simply not ready for such a thing. I walk towards the door, but the pain in my stomach sends me back to the floor. I give up. I opened the drawer and grabbed a pain killer, sending it down without any water, but I found myself looking at the box and I couldn't help myself. I hope it wasn't true, but I have to atleast check.

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I put on a random coat and ran outside the house, leaving the door half open behind me, but I didn't care. I had to find Samuel. I looked around Rivervine. I checked the empty halls of the school, the cafeteria, I went to the arcade to make sure Samuel wasn't having a trip down memory lane, but he was nowhere to be found. I took a break next to the pharmacy where Samuel and I bought the chloroform to get rid of some people, hoping some miracle on earth would send him looking for me and we could run and kiss like the movies, but this was no movie, this was literal hell as of now.

I could barely gather my thoughts, I could only think of three words at the time, what the fuck. I looked everywhere, except for one place. I sat down for a little while on the chair next to the pharmacy, where people usually wait for the buses to go to the city, and threw my head into my hands. It was pitch black outside, any woman would run to seek shelter this late at night, but the only shelter I needed right now is hiding somewhere, and I know damn well he can't afford a hotel right now, so he must be close. I picked up my phone and called, no answer, I tried again, but I was sent to voicemail before it rang, "please pick up," I say to my phone, hoping that somehow Samuel heard my cries and is currently hurrying to my rescue, but he didn't. I got up and looked far up at the mountain where we usually sit, hoping that I would find him there, because if I didn't I would not be walking back down. I would much rather camp out there, just me and my thoughts.

After nearly half an hour I arrived at the mountain, my body sweating and dreading the moment I thought it would be a good idea to hike with no water and slippers, and thankfully, I saw him. He was leaning on a rock next to the tree, book in hand. "I didn't take you for a reader." I say, trying to smile but all I did was catch my breath before I collapsed on the floor, "I didn't take you for a liar." He says, not looking at me, "Guess we both have secrets hidden beneath our skin, don't we love?" I hated when he spoke to me this way, and honestly not because of the words, but because I know how hurt he must feel to turn this defensive against me. "I deserved that," I say, kicking the rocks beneath my feet, maybe one of them would trip me to the floor and I would wake up, and all of this would be just a dream like the fairytales. "So. What are you reading?"

"Meditations," He showed me the book cover, "Marcus Aurelius."

"That's cool," I say, "Can I sit here?" Samuel moved and gave me some space next to him, "What did you come here for Victoria?" He put the book down and looked me straight in the eyes. I wanted to grab him and kiss him right then and there. Tell him how sorry and stupid I was for everything I said, but I knew it wasn't that easy with Samuel. He wasn't like Damian, he didn't want me to give him physical affection when we were annoyed at each other, and I kind of loved that about him. Yes, It makes it twice as hard to figure it out, because having given Damian a kiss or two to buy his quiet and my peace of mind seemed worth it to me, but now with Samuel it's different. No matter how mad we are at each other, we sit down and talk about it. Even if it takes hours of our time to fix the matter at hand, we don't leave each other's side until it is solved. "I wanna fix this." I demand, hoping he wants the same thing, "I'm sorry I said all these things to you Samuel, but I don't want us to just not be together because of an argument."

"That wasn't an argument Victoria." He scuffs, "You betrayed me, and you thought low of me once again." I could sense the pain in his voice, but I had to do my best not to let it get to me because I feel like I'm going to burst into tears already. "You said you wanted us to be together forever Vic. How do you suppose we do that if all you're doing is questioning my every motive." He continued. "I have a–"

"You have a past filled with people who betrayed you, I know." Samuel finished my sentence, "It's not the first time you say that, but how on earth is that my fault?" I couldn't stop the tears from dwelling in my eyes, almost teasing me that they are about to fall if he says one more word to me. I didn't have anything to say, I simply looked at him, stared at his eyes like I would stare at a sheet of paper at an exam. Worried if I answer wrong I will be laughed at, or fought with. "I'm sorry," I say, "I didn't mean to hurt you." He didn't say anything to my apology, it's like he didn't even want it. I tried carrying on but he turned and continued reading his book. I knew I lost him, or whatever was left of his attention anyways. I didn't know how to fix this, I didn't know what else was there to do or say, until it finally occurred to me. The reason I came rushing to look for him, the reason I stopped at nothing to find him, it can either fix all of this and put it behind us, or it will ruin me. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, worried about what his reaction might be. "I'm pregnant." Samuel drops the book to the floor and turns to look at me, slowly. I could see the shock enter his body and his eyes exploding. I didn't know whether he was happy or sad because his face was expressionless, "And it's your baby." I added, hoping this would make a difference. Samuel didn't say anything. He just gazed at the floor, until his arms latched around me, taking me in, and he cried with joy. I rested my face onto his shoulder and joined him in his tears. "We're having a baby." He cried and pulled me away, placing a gentle kiss on my lips, "This changes everything." He adds.

"I know, but we will figure it out together." I say.

He smiles and kisses my arm, making me feel like a goddess on this earth, "Together."


AUTHOR: I HOPE YOU ENJOYED READING PART 3 AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED WRITING IT!!

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