One Shots 'The nursery nurse'

Deathly Affair Part V

Last Part... this took ages 🫠

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On the next morning, was an icy tension in the air when Autumn turned up on Janice's doorstep. She had learnt all the details from Clodagh, the awful truth that Sorscha had betrayed her. Autumn had sworn to herself that she couldn't stay calm. She had to sort it out, she had to bring Janice to justice. What fuelled her anger even more, was the fact that Sorscha's car was here in the driveway.

She knocked hard on the door, her palms hot with anger. Seconds later, Janice opened the door, and the look she met was anything but friendly. She obviously hadn't made much effort to hide what they had done. Because there stood Janice, with the smug grin and Sorscha's hoodie, as if it were a trophy for her victory.

"Autumn, I didn't expect you so soon," Janice said, but her voice suggested otherwise, but that didn't intimidate Autumn. Her anger was so deep that it seemed to tear the air around her.

"I want to talk to you," Autumn said, her voice firm. " And you will listen to me."

Without waiting for an invitation, Autumn stormed past Janice into the flat. Her anger could no longer be contained. She turned around and glared at Janice as the words burst out of her like a torrent. " Who do you think you are? You've destroyed a family! You dragged Sorscha into your dirty plan, and all for what? A little game for you to enjoyed for a few days?"

Janice didn't flinch. She stood up straight, crossed her arms and looked at her unimpressed.

"You manipulated Sorscha, you used her! You played with her without a shred of consideration!"

" Are you finished? So much stress in the morning isn't good for my skin," Janice replied cheekily, a broad grin on her lips.

"Enough of that!" Autumn called out sharply. "You've taken everything from Clodagh!" She shook her head. "You're nothing but a homewrecker. It's you who lured Sorscha into a trap, and it's you who broke Clodagh's heart."

At that moment, Autumn heard a soft noise behind her, when she turned around, she saw Sorscha. At first Autumn felt something like pity, she knew what kind of person Janice was and how she was able to play with the feelings of others.

Which was now clearly reflected in Sorscha, her eyes red from crying, her body in a slumped posture. But when Autumn saw the red marks on Irish's neck, which were clearly visible as she was only standing in front of her in a top and boxer shorts. She was overcome with blind rage.

"Aut...", Sorscha couldn't even pronounce her name when the fist hit her face. It knocked Sorscha off her feet and she fell to the ground hard. If she had been wearing her glasses, they would probably have shattered by now.

The warm red oozed from a gash that had opened above her eyebrow across her face and dripped slowly onto the wooden floor. Sorscha's head throbbed, she was dazed, but still managed to raise her eyes, Autumn standing menacingly above her. Her hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

The tense atmosphere was interrupted by Janice, who was leaning relaxed against a wall and watched the whole thing. "Are you done, Autumn?"

Autumn's cold gaze met Janice's again, but she quickly turned back to Sorscha, who was still lying on the floor in front of her. " I was wrong about you Sorscha, you deserve everything that's coming to you. You and Janice are a perfect match..." she took a deep breath." You're pathetic."

With these words, Autumn turned around abruptly and left the flat. The door slammed behind her and the room filled with silence.

Sorscha was paralysed as her tears flowed incessantly and mingled with the blood. She knew that she had lost everything. And the pain she felt at that moment was more than just physical, it was deeply rooted in her soul, in the knowledge that she had lost Clodagh irretrievably.