Hey lovvies here's another chapter. It's kinda of rushed but still hope you enjoy it.
Dedication:Expert_Murderer (here's to a new friend)
Ayinonimous
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Lockeys POV
"Lockey please stop"
Ignoring Veronica's pleas I ran at full speed and forcefully ripped the sick monster off of James. Falling on to my knees beside his unconscious body , I gently lifted his head into my arms and checked for his pulse. Finding a pulse I quickly dialled emergency services asking for an ambulance to come immediately. Hanging up the phone I looked back down at James face , only to see it had changed into a Sickly pale colour. Hastily I began to examine
Pthe rest of his body for anything that was out of the norm. Gasping out loud , my lips began to tremble at the sight of a familiar red liquid trickling down his pale thighs and forming a small blood pool beneath him.Oh god why
"Gotta say boy your got yourself one hell of a fine ass there" the bastard had the audacity to comment while buckling up his pants with a satisfied look on his face.
Looking up at him for the first time since I entered the room i let all the anger , pain and hatred i ever felt for him throughout my life show
"why me?" I asked with the pain evident in my voice " what have I ever done to you to deserve such cruel treatment? Why is it that when I get relatively close to someone you feel the need to take them away from me , Why?"
"You want to know why? Well it's because you're a dirty pathetic little faggot who deserves to die and rot in hell just like your whore of a mother" he spat with so much venom laced within his voice
That bastard!
Fed up with trying to act civilised with him I carefully took off the jacket I was wearing and gently placed James head on top of it.
"You know what? I'm fed up with all your bullshit" I yelled getting up into a fight stance" I fed up with being a little rag doll that you can just hit around when ever you feel like it , so if you want to fight , let's fight "
"Awhh! I see you've grown some balls now"he taunted with a devilish smirk on his face"Well I'm sorry to tell you this but that's gonna have to go"
" that's only if you can get to me first " I say before charging towards him. Quickly Throwing his forearms up like an offensive lineman blocking a defensive back , I agilely slipped to the side pushed his elbows down away from his body , caught his head in a headlock and rolled him into the floor. Climbing on top of him I repeatedly strike him in the face , not stopping until his face was practically coloured red.
Quick to get up on my feet I quickly wiped away the beads of sweat rolling down the side of my face and watched as he struggled to get up.
"What now you big sissy! can't take a few punches" I taunt him trying to get a reaction from him
Growling out loud he launches for me reaching underneath his shirt to grab something . Sighting a charcoal coloured gun in his hand I skilfully dashed to the left , rolled my hand underneath his wrist , drove his arm backwards and pulled him down backwards. Grabbing the gun out of his hand , I whacked him hard on the forehead before moving away from his body . Watching as he went limp on the ground I silently pondered what to do next with the gun in my hand.
this is the only chance I'm ever gonna get to make sure he is permanently out of my life
Raising the surprisingly heavy gun up I braced myself and aimed for my target , his head.
"Stop Lockey!"
Dropping the gun in surprise I turned towards the voice only to see it was Veronica
"How long have y-you been standing there Veronica"
"Long enough to see what you were about to do , What the hell is wrong with you lockey!"
" I'm getting rid of the problem YOU STARTED"
" What?Why? I only did this so we could be together like I thought you wanted"
"WANTED?! VERONICA ARE YOU THAT SENSELESS TO UNDERSTAND THAT THERE WILL NEVER BE AN US AGAIN!" I yelled fed up with her bullshit.
"Why then ? Why talk to me or even be near me if you didn't want anything to do with me' she whispers , tears gathering at the brim of her eyes
"cause I promised myself that no matter what I'd make sure the baby has everything it needs and that i'd be there for ever part of its life no matter what"
"Why is it always about the baby lockey?! Baby this baby that , LIKE FOR GOD SAKES YOU TREAT IT AS IF IT'S YOURS"
"What? Veronica if that was meant to be a joke isn't funny" I stated in a serious tone
"Lockey I can't hide this anymore I tried so hard to but now I have to tell you , the baby isn't yours and was never yours , it's L-L-Luca's " Veronica stammers at the end , nervously rubbing her small baby bump in a circular motion.
"What do you mean by it's Luca's"
" I thought that if i lied to you and told you that the baby was yours you'd stay with me but it didn't work" she quickly explains
"What kind of sick and demented person are you?!" I yelled moving away from the dirty mess I called a step father and turning around completely to face Veronica
"Lockey you have to understand , I only did this for u-"
"Us?! Are you kidding me? You didn't do this for us Veronica , you did this for you, it always has been about y-" a sharp pain hit me on my cheek before I could finish my sentence , leaving a throbbing sensation afterwards.
"Don't you dare!"Veronica cries
Rubbing my Cheek to ease the pain I turned back to face Veronica "don't I dare do what? Tell you the truth Veronica?! Oh you deserve way worse then that and I'm gonna make sure you get it , one way or another" I say turning away from her. Taking a deep breathe in , i stiffly walked back to where James laid. Falling down on my knees I cautiously and timidly pull him close to my chest , wrapping my arms around him to keep him warm. Silently Waiting for the ambulance to come , I ignore the worthless pleas Veronica lets slip pass her lips and indulge myself in the feeling of James body close to mine.
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Teacher , teach me more( Manxman)(mpreg)(teacher/student) *UNDERGOING EDITING*
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