"You know what the consequences are Xena!" I heard my father shout, seriously? its 6 in the morning. I groaned standing up , throwing my robe on tighter. I walked down the stairs to see Xena in tears.
"Whats going on?" I asked tiredly. "Go to ur room Maven, Now." My father turned as i gulped. "Hes trying to punish me Maven!" she cried out as a guard held her tightly not letting her go. "Oh- Okay! Get off of her!" I exclaimed to the man as the man looked to my Father.
"Do as she says." My father demanded the guard. He let go, Xena running to me crying in my arms.
"What did she even do?" I asked confused. "You know. What. She . Did. What have i always told you all about those four boys!" He shouts.
Fuck, it was about them.
"It was business Father." I explained as he raised a hand not wanting to hear it. "Do you think im stupid !" He yelled louder causing maverick to walk down stairs
"Okay- whatever she did just- ill take fall Father just let her get rest." I sighed. Even though Xena was younger than me, i was on a higher level, and mindset than she was. She was only a year older.
"I dont think you wanna do that." My father growled. "I just said i do." i Let go of Xena handing her to maverick.
"You heard her. Off." The guards grabbed me tightly, i furrowed my eyebrows. "What- whats my punishment!" i exclaimed confused. "Youll find out, get her out of here." My father shood me off.
"Maverick!" I exclaimed hoping hed help, instead he cringed bringing Xena upstairs. Are you kidding me.
The guards dragged me to the basement, throwing me in a dark, cold room, slamming the door.
TRIGGER WARNING.
*Violence, Killing, Detail of gore, And foul language.*
(This could be a possible trigger to any, just wanted to inform before i continued.)
A big tv screen turned on, i shot my head towards it, it was footage of me killing a poor womans baby.
When i first was in the industry, and my father introduced me, he made me kill a baby infront of his chained up mother, to prove i was capable.
"Are you ready darling?" My father asked as 13 year old me nodded smiling, not knowing what i was getting myself into. "Lead her way." He spoke to the guards as they directed me, unlocking a gate at the end of a hallway, almost looking like a jail cell.
"What-" I furrowed confused seeing an older woman sobbing on the ground, chained up, while a baby laid on the table also crying.
"What is this!" I exclaimed in concern "Hold this." The guard shoved a gun in my hand as i widened my eyes. "What?! Are you serious??" I turned to my dad, i dropped the gun beginning to walk out but was yanked back harshly by guards.
"No! No im not-"
"Its either you die, or this baby dies. Comply and youll survive." The guard whispered. I felt tears sting my eye as he handed me the gun
"You have 3 Minutes, starting now." My father wakes out of the room shutting the door. "Daddy! Dad please!" I cried out banging on the door. "I cant do this! Please!" i begged the guards
The time was going fast, my palms sweaty, tears drenching my face.
2 minutes.
I faced the gun to the baby gulping. "Please! Please dont kill my baby!" The woman cried i turned to her feeling a pang in my chest. "Please i beg! Kill me not my baby! Please!" She sobbed screaming.
my mouth wobbled, my body shaking. "Im sorry, im so sorry." I spoke to the woman.
"Dont do it! you dont have to do this! i can help you!" She cried out pleading.
30 seconds.
I pulled the trigger back, "im so sorry." I spoke again, shooting it. The crying from the baby silenced, the blood splattered on his mother and i, i gasped loudly. Dropping it i covered my mouth.
"No! Youre evil! all of you are evil people!.." she cried into the ground. The guards dragged me out to my Father.
"I hate you!" I yelled to him as he shook his head. "You will thank me one day."
"Thank you for killing a baby?!? Never! i will never!" I screamed in tears angrily. "Take her to her room to wash off."
The guards shutting my door to my room. I stood still. Not knowing what just happened. I began gagging, beforw running over to the toilet and throwing my guts up.
I swore i threw up some sort of intestines in my body from how hard i puked.
I looked down the blood on me, shaking my head and crying hysterically. "Please forgive me." I begged quietly to myself as i held my knees shaking back and forth.
"Im an awful person." I cried.
I reached for my journal, writing in it.
'I hate myself, i hate my life, it shouldve been me. I deserve to die. This is all my fault, i shouldve never agreed.'
I slammed the notebook down angrily.
*
I shook my head , the video of me killing the baby, the horrifying screams heard. I shook my head.
"N- NO!" i screamed gripping my ears.
"Please help!" I screamed running to the door ans banging on it. "Please!" i screamed.
"Fucking help me!" I yelled cracking my voice. The video volume only i creasing everytime the video replayed. I felt sick. I was so nauseous.
I never wanted to relive that feeling ever again. I tried so hard to bury it deep in my veins, so id never have to face it again.
I had to, or i was going to die. I was terrified, i was a child.
"Im sorry! just get me out of here!" I cried sobbing loudly banging my fists into the door. "Im sorry!" i screamed again.
"I cant do this!" I banged once again, finally giving up.
I had no idea how long this was gonna go on.
AUTHORS NOTE!
This is a sad chapter, its revealing things from her past, im going to be doing multiple of these throughout my book so u all can get a further understanding of her background. Enjoy 🤍
