22: Guilt.

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Chapter 22: Guilt.

Dyletto.

     She hated me, I had been the one hating her days ago, However, the feeling was now mutual.

As I sat and spoke with her daughter, She glared at me from behind, the heat of her gaze alone made me uncomfortable.

Even after explaining it to her more than a few times, she still refused to believe my words.

What had happened to her daughter was not my intention, I only went to that part of the city for a business meeting and there was no way I could have guessed that a kid would come running in from of my car, neither could I have expected the kid to be hers.

"You are not listening to me," the little girl whose name I had yet to know said, a frown edged on her face.

"Oh, my apologies, " I gave her a little smile, which she returned, looking at the little girl closely, I did notice a little resemblance between her and her mother.

Her snow white hair, her pointed nose and her always pouting lips, I should have known.

I glanced back at Aya, or was it Stacey? As she watched us with hatred burning in her eyes.

Thinking back, guilt coursed through me as I realized what I had intended to do days ago, hating myself for having such a ridiculous idea of kidnapping a little girl, even if it was just for a day, she was right, it was a cowards way of thinking.

How could I have thought of harming the girl when she had no hand in her mothers mistake.

"She doesn't like you, " the little girl spoke again, with a chuckle this time.

"I guess I deserve it, " I stated, forcing down my own hatred at the time, I could have enjoyed how distressed Aya, no, Stacey was.

Her dishealved hair, her swollen face and cracked lips, the bags beneath her eyes, the paleness and redness of her face, including her slight shivers every now and then.

"And... You don't like her either, " she stated.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, looking away from her back to her daughter, as her words took me by surprise.

I chuckled, " you are pretty smart for your age, "

"Every one says that everytime, " she rolled her eyes, " but i am not that smart, I only take notice if things that even adults refuse to look, "

"How would you know what adults refuse to look? " I queried, amused to say the least.

"Okay, for instance, think of this situation we are in, you hate my Mom, she hates you, but this matter could be solved easily if you talk it out, " She huffed.

A laugh bursted out of my throat before I could stop it, her words were not intended for the humor, yet I found it funny enough to react to it.

"No, no, little kid. Not all matters can be solved by talking it out, that is just a naive thinking, "

"My names Ed, not little kid, and for your information, matters can be solved by talking it out, at least that is what adults say every time a fight breaks out among kids, " I found it amusing how she was quick to make her point known.

"Well, not this one, we both cannot talk a matter like this out, it is beyond just the two of us, people were hurt due to your mother's mistakes yet she is still here, living her life like nothing happened, "

The little kid, no Ed, nodded, "how can she be forgiven then? "

I chuckled, pinching the bridge of my nose, "that is not possible, "

Though I felt guilty for almost hurting her daughter, it was no excuse to forgive her like she had done nothing wrong.

She had ruined a lot for me, I did not care if it was an accident or not, all I cared for was my vengeance.

Not the Accidental Ruination.

Standing to my feet, I ruffled Ed, the little girls head, "it was nice talking to you, stay safe, little girl,"

"You are leaving, "

"Yes, I have a company to run, goodbye, "

"Goodbye, oh and my name's Ed, " she waved at me.

"I know, "

When I passed by Stacey, she looked away, hugging herself, the emotion on her face however, got me baffled.

She seemed jealous?

No, I must have seen wrong.

I head to my car and called Max, " hey man! " he greeted.

"Stop the plans for a few days, "

"What? but we are halfway through, "

"Yes, I know still I want you to stop the plan, just for a week and then you can continue, " I turned on the ignition of my car, waiting for his reply.

"Is there something wrong?"

I sighed, "I almost killed her daughter with my car, "

He gasped then shouted, " what the fuck is wrong with you man, you can't kill an innocent child for fucking revenge, that's crazy man, her death wasn't part of the pla-"

"Will you listen to me!" I interjected.

"Listen to you? You have no bloody right or excuse for murdering a little girl Dyletto! "

"I didn't murder her, it was an accident that happened, besides, she Is perfectly fine now "

"You are an asshole for saying that, I don't care what that woman has done to you but you have to apologize to that woman, right this instant! "

I pinched the bridge of my nose, " you know i will not do that, just give her rest for a few weeks then we can continue with the plan, "

"No Dyletto, you will not be doing t-"

Without waiting for the rest of his words, i ended the call, a frown edged on my forehead, as the guilt in me was still fresh.

Yet, I couldn't bring myself to apologize to her, i did, to her daughter, yet not to her.

Shaking my head, I turned on the ignition and exited the hospitals parking lot.

I had a lot going on at the company, too much to keep me occupied for the next one week, then I would continue with my plans.

~P-Lia.

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