The Last December

Chapter 42

                             The Final Battle
Few hours later
Adeline
I walk inside. The basement, at my parent's house. The one where i'll play the game of death. The final battle. From here, Only one survivor will live.
As i walk inside my steps slower. I feel his smell. The smell of woods, as a child i always loved how he smelled. How he looked. I admired him. Always.
He stands there in the middle of the basement. I guess he came early on my invitation. His hands inside his pocket. Wearing tailored suit. Grey hairs.
"There you are Uncle" i say. My heart full of hatred.
He turns around and i see him. His face. I have never hated him but now i purely despise him. Hate him. I want his blood. He laughs. What a maniac.
"So you finally know ha darling?" Zayns says as he smirks like a fucking psychopath.
I reach in my back pocket and retrieve the gun. I hold it straight infront of him.
"Woah woah. My girl's got a gun. Gonna shoot me? Well do it. But just imagine how much Ali will hate you for this" he says.
"Ali will know what you have done" i say in pure anger.
"Oh and how so?" He replies.
"I know what you did Zayn! And Ali will believe me. Do u want me to name your crimes" i say as i keep aiming the gun at him.
"Haha i'd like to know my work of art." He says. Every word he speaks. Disgust me.
"I see. Shall we start from how you killed Nico and Rafael? An accident? Ha? Just because they were Ali's friends and you thought they would distract him so you just went ahead and killed those two innocent kids?" They were poor kids.
"Yeah. They deserved it. But you know what i hate the most. I tried killing you so many times. But you fucking survived adeline" he walks closer.
"Yeah. I thought james was a sick fuck. Who knew you fucking bribed him to kill me. And when he couldn't do it. You made Jack his brother to come behind me. But guess what your own son helped me. Why? Why you wanted to kill me?" I ask i know the answer but i still ask.
"Because Ali loves you. And i hate that fact. You were such a distraction for him. And i knew how smart you are Adeline. You would have outshine my son and i would never liked it. But guess what. You survived you fucking bitch" i laugh. And he looks at me in confusion.
"Yeah well i did na? Why Marina? Why kill your own wife?"
"Oh that sick bitch cheated me. also she knew i tried killing you. So little miss tried blackmailing thinking she would steal my son from me. I killed her. I shoot her in my own house. Guess what your fucking slick of a father saw it. Thats the reason i had to marry you off to my son. Because he fucking recorded it and blackmailed me? But guess what. I went and slit his and his wife's' throat my own self" he laughs. My blood burns. The ache in my heart triggers. He fucking killed my parents.
"And you know what was most satisfying. Killing your child. Your filthy little blood. I killed it before it could come. You know how hard it was to see that bastard Mikael in my house. I couldn't bear another." He laughs. He fucking laughs like a maniac after killing my child. Tears fills my eyes but i wont let it shed. Not infront of him. Never him.
"You know you are pyscho? You are fucking obssesed with your son. But you know what you are actually doing. You are sucking out Ali's life? You have given him so much pain. You made him a killer your fuck sick. You sent that assassin to kill me when your own son went and killed that guy"
"Oh i was proud of his style. The way Ali slit his throat. It was fantastic. But that made my work ten times difficult. See i had to kill your parents and then try killing you and your child again. Though you always escape death Adeline. You always fucking do and it makes me so much angry. Btw where is kristian. That sick bastard couldn't keep his mouth shut."
I smirk.

Few hours later
"What the fuck?" Mikael says.
"What the actual fuck" i return as we both stare each other.
Kristian lies infront of us. His hands tied behind.
Face bruised from kai's punches.
"The attacker. He was appointed by this fuck" kai says.
I walk towards kristian. I bend down and sit next to him on my heels.
I hold his face. "Speak" a dark voice comes out of me.
He doesn't say anything so i slap him hard.
"She said fucking speak" mikael says from behind.
"Oh bitch I wouldn't say a word" he spits.
I take the knife out of my back pocket
"Bitch yeah? Should i show you what a actual bitch i'm" i take the knife and slide it on his thighs blood splashes and his scream echoes.
"Speak before i cut you down again"
Mikael comes in view and give him a solid punch on his face.
"Speak you traitor." I dig the knife in his thighs.