Forbidden (BDSM Novel)

Chapter30: Departed Angel

She painted melancholic smiles on her face. I never notice it. Never. Never notice the way her voice would sometimes shake. Never notice the nights where I'd found her sitting on the bench in the garden with a glass of white wine and bloodshot eyes. Never notice the way she'd always put our happiness over hers. Never notice the loud fights they had, when he came home late and probably drunk. I never noticed it until now.

I know we were meant to part. Nothing lasts forever. But not this soon. My heart aches remembering the last time we'd talk. I should have did something.

Here I am, sitting in front of my mother. Dead mother. At her funeral. Then I remember all those times, those precious memories. Happy memories. But then, I think, was she happy at all? With dad, with Hunter, with me? Maybe. But not enough to hold on.

I clutched the pink crumpled paper on my heart. Trying my best to not break in front of our guests.

I read it one more time. Maybe I'm dreaming.

Hunter and Elixyr,

My love, forgive me for I can no longer tolerate the ache in my heart. I was overwhelmed and I was selfish. I wanted to see you two grow up. I wanted to see you my dear Elixyr, to accept that high school diploma. Hunter, my sweet, I wanted to see you take over your father's company. But my own sadness and grief had clouded my mind. He fell out of love, and I started to hate the person in the mirror. She's so ugly, and she has those stretch marks. Who would want someone like her? No one. I'm not saying that this is your father's fault. It is mine. I'm selfish. But I swear, I love both of you with all that I am. Maybe next lifetime, I could be a better wife, a better mother, a better me. Don't worry about me.
Keep going. I'll be here, make mommy proud. OK, promise?

Ps: sorry for the mess.

yours, Cass x

She slit her fingers then hung herself on the ceiling. There were loads of blood, she still looks beautiful though.

I want to cry again. I'm so tired of crying, over and over and over. The pain in my chest was unbearable.

NO. I Tell myself. I would never break my promise to mom. I love her, she's the most important person in my life and I want to make her happy and proud. I wipe the tears that was rolling down my cheek, again.

Oh mom...

I laugh softly, you're full of surprises.

A thick arm was wrapped around my waist, pulling me to his side. I know that scent all to well "Dad wants to talk to you."

"I can't."

"Elie, you have to."

I sighed burying my face to his shirt. His familiar scent filled my nose. I want nothing more that too kiss the life out of him, but I can't so I just hugged the life of of him. "Hunter, she's dead."

"I know."

"How? W-why!" It was not a question. I don't know what it is or why I said that, Maybe because I'm just having a hard time believing this.

"Baby girl, you gotta go to Dad and you guys need to talk." His voice was breaking too.

"Okay" I said before kissing his chest. I, then, walked in the kitchen where I found Dad and Rhea's mother talking. Mrs. Vanderwoodsen wiped the tear on her cheek then laughed shakily.

Napatingen silang dalawa saakin as I gave them a small smile. Niyakap naman ako ni Rhea na hindi ko napansin na nasa gilid ko pala. She kissed my cheek and mumbled and I love you.

Umalis na silang mag ina and naiwan kame ni Dad sa kitchen.

"Hi"

"Hey dad"

"So.. she's dead. Finally,"

Napatingin ako agad. Galit, poot, at sakit ang naramdaman ko. Did he just said finally? Aba putangina.

"What?" I said

"Sabe ko, sa wakas patay na siya. She's fucking emotional all the damn time! I kept telling her, no that no ones gonna love you when you're sad!"

Hinampas ko pag mumukha niya and bote ng wine, I smirked when the broken pieces made his face bleed.

"Fuck! You don't get to talk shit about my mother you asshole!"

He sneered "your mother was a whore anyway, did she not tell you that she fucked other guys because I kept rejecting her? And you, how can you be so fucking oblivious?"

I clenched my jaw as he continued "Hunter thought he could save this marriage, he talked to me about saving your mother when the reality is... I want her dead."

Thanks to my karate lessons, I kicked his bleeding face. The groaned loudly causing some people to look at whats going on inside the kitchen "why!"

"I never really liked you, you worthless shit." He laughed bitterly, groaning at he process "your mother's rich. Yeah so once upon a time I loved her, she's a good fuck. But now, I don't care about the money because I have my own now. And wala na din naman business ng nanay mo. Bagsak na."

"You'll rot in hell, I promise you that!" I've never heard my voice so venomous and low. Dripping with a strong promise of making my father suffer. He deserves every ounce of pain that Satan will give him.

And with that I push him down, stomping on his body and face. A lot of people were looking but none dared to stop me beat my father.

Until Hunter. Inilayo niya ako at binugay kay Edward na gulat at nag aalala.

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Hunter took care of Dad, and I didn't let anyone come to me. After the incident I hid in my room and cry. Cry. Cry. Cry. I can't do anything. If I kept it bubble up inside me, I might do something stupid like, I don't know, kill myself too.

And then after I cry my soul out, I lay. Stare at the ceiling and ignore the people that was knocking on my door. I thought about Dad and Mom.

Maybe she seeks comfort from various men, wanting to fill the hole in her heart. She just wants to be loved. Is that too much to ask? The low pressure area that was forming in her heart for the past years finally became a raging storm and it descended down from her eyes.

It's okay mom. I love you and you kept your promise about coming home. Maybe I should have made you promise to home how alive.

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Next chapters ay after 7 years, so mag babago na ang lahat and sorry kung puro drama :)