Elemental: We are all murderers #2

Chapter Forty-Two

                                                                                        Aurora

I'd never been one to defy the rules. I always never understood people that wanted to break them. I thought that the rules were made for a reason, that they should never be broken under any circumstances. But that was before I fell in love. 

Before I knew what true love felt like and now I wanted to leave. I wanted to escape this life that I was given. I didn't ask for it. I never wanted it. I don't want it. But right now, as I'm staring out my window, the rain is pouring down on the glass, making a noise all around the house. 

It's dark and eerie. But that doesn't stop me from going into my father's office. I knocked and he answered, and so I stepped inside. "Father." I say. "Aurora." He says, his voice full of fury. I knew that he was upset with me. Beyond upset with me. "I'm so sorry." I say. 

My father had made my engagement to his second-hand public, so now I have no choice but to marry him unless I leave, unless I run away. My father still doesn't know of that plan. That something so unexpected happened, something so beautiful, but at this moment in time, 

it feels like the worst thing that has ever happened to me in my life. I hold on to my stomach and look up. "I'm so sorry, Please, please forgive me." I say to him, tears streaming down my face. My voice cracking at every word, but my father's face stays the same. His eyes are cold and calculating. 

His face is serious. "I don't have time for useless apologies, Aurora. What's done is done and we cannot undo it unless you get rid of that thing." He says he's tone unforgiving and cold. "Please, Father, you have to understand, I can't give up on this baby. They're all that I have." 

I say and I can barely get a word out. My father clinches his teeth and his eyes now full of rage. He's shaking of it. "You need to get rid of that thing." He says through clenched teeth. "Do you even realize what this means? Do you even realize the things that you have ruined. 

I set up this engagement because I knew that it would be the best for this family. And then you go around prowling with a boy and now you are pregnant." He says it would so much rage. I take a step back like his words physically hurt me. 

"Please don't make me get rid of my baby." I say. It's already been a few months and the bump is visible. My father wanted me to get an abortion a long time ago. He even tried to drag me to the hospital, but it never worked. I never wanted it. 

So he couldn't force me to do it completely. He was so angry with me. He's barely even talked to me in these few months. Every time he sees me it's just a reminder of his failures. My sister Anna, on the other hand, is excited for me. She knows how much.

 I love this baby. "It's a disturbance, a distraction and a failure. It's a mistake. It shouldn't have been put on this earth and it should be destroyed." "I can't bring myself to get rid of this baby or leave it." My father gets up from his chair so fast that it tumbles backwards. 

That's when I knew I'd made a mistake coming here. I'd always followed my father's rules no matter what, but for some reason. He made me break it. I just couldn't bring myself to not feel the freedom that he was offering me. 

My father slapped me so hard across the face that I fell on the floor. I spit out blood. "You are disgrace and a whore. I don't even know why you're still in my house. You're just lucky that my reputation matters unlike yours. 

I wanted him to have a virgin. That's what he was promised and now look at you. Pathetic. Stay out of my way Aurora you are no longer my daughter. You're just a worthless piece of trash. That is taking up my time, space and money. 

You are staying here until the baby is born and then you will pretend that this never happened. You were never pregnant and that thing in your stomach is getting shipped off to another country as soon as it's born. Don't be mistaken girl." 

My father says before he walks out of his office and slams the door. I leave his office and I cry and I cry until I can't cry anymore. I know that stress is bad for the baby, but I can't seem to stop.