Chapter Fifty-Nine

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Emilio squeals and runs out of the kitchen and towards the front door.

"I'm gonna get you!!" I laugh jogging after him.

He hides behind a tall man with dark blonde hair.

"Emilio come here.." I say worried.

He runs over with his arms held out to me and I scoop him up into my arms.

"Excuse me, who are you?" I ask frowning.

He turns and I feel myself freeze.

"Hello princess." Nathaniel grins.

"What are you doing here?" I snap.

"Came to see my favourite little pup of course.." He chuckles walking closer to us.

"You haven't been around for a year Nathaniel. What makes you think you can just walk in here and pretend like nothing happened?!" I exclaim.

"Because I know you're gonna forgive me..." He pauses and inhales deeply.

When his eyes open I see a look of anger.

"Really!?" He yells.

Walking past him I walk next door and ask Mark to look after Emilio for a little while.

He happily agrees.

Storming back into my house I slam the door and glare at Nathaniel.

"I HAVE A LIFE. I HAVE A MATE. I HAVE A SON. I AM ALLOWED TO HAVE ANOTHER CHILD NATHANIEL. YOU DONT OWN ME! IM NOT JUST SOME TOY FOR YOU TO PLAY WITH! I DONT WANT YOU! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS BEFORE IT GETS THROUGH THAT THICK FUCKING SKULL OF YOURS!" I scream.

He takes a step closer which makes me take away from him.

"I will make you love me Skylar..sooner or later, you're gonna realise how much you need me.." He whispers.

"I'd rather die!" I spit.

"So be it..." He growls and I feel a sharp pain in my stomach.

He steps away from me and I look down to see a large kitchen knife in my stomach.

Gasping for breath I stumble out of the house and trip, landing on my knees.

"Help..." I whisper.

"Please help me..someone?" I cough.

As I feel all of the life draining out of me I see Lloyd running towards me.

Falling onto my back I gasp and grab handfuls of grass.

"Who did this to you?" He asks.

I don't have the energy to speak and I just stare at him with tears running down my face.

"George will be here soon..." He whispers.

"Tell him..I'm sorry." I whisper as I feel myself go cold.

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