Tainted Redemption

Chapter sixty

*a.n/ I know many of you hated last chap, but I'm proud of it since I've been planning that for a while. I've got a major drop on votes and readers ever since Liv got the news of her pregnancy being with difficulties and now with fast forwarding for five years, which I found disappointing and discouraging since I thought you all would be more patient. I even thought about un publishing a few times... Which I most definitely won't. But I guess this comes with taking such risks at plot twists, and I reminded myself that I don't write for votes or comments, I write firstly for myself. So I may be where I was at the beginning with forbidden not much reads or votes, but I will end it.

Do you have what it takes to read on? :p vote and comment if you do, lol.

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Zayn's POV

"Do you really wanna know what comes next?" I asked annoyingly to get on her nerves, she gave me this look of being done. I sighed, "Since you're so scared, I'll give you a hint that my best friend helped her that night..."

"Liam?"

"Yeah."

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•Back in the past, where the story was ended by Zayn last time•

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Narrator's POV

The haunting sound reached everyone, and before they could react... it had been too late.

The knife was slicing through her womb... A single time.

But that single time was enough to knock the air out of Olivia's lungs, feeling pain. More than pain was the fear that was on her.

The baby...

Our baby.

Her immediate thought was her little bean.

The seconds seemed endlessly dragging out.

The blood already dripping, she whined and screamed at the same time loudly.

She felt like everything there was left is being taken away from her, more time with her Zayn and the hope she had of seeing her baby, got ripped away too.

Who would've thought that her already time limit on life was shorter?

Her dreams shredded in tiny little pieces...

The man slicked the knife back, laughing maniac alike behind her shaking frame.

Her breath was gaspy, wheezing and choking on air.

She didn't know how she did it, but she caught his wrist to prevent him for harming her further. Her face was blotched red and swollen from her tears, creased in pain, she could barely see, whining loudly from pain, terror.

A loud thunk is heard behind her, she's growing dizzy.

Liam had found strength to carry his body with a hazy mind and finished the assasšín off by taking the knife and butchering him up, as that maniac had done to the love of her life.

"How does this feel now?!" His voice roars, although he had already beaten him and knifed him senseless he kept ramming the knife, the image of a lifeless Alice spurts him on, "Not seventeen times, but forty, do you hear me?!" He spits at the lifeless body, his chest heaving up and down, "Burn in helł."

This was it, his tainted redemption, something not only Liam would get. To him it was so relieving and fulfilling, he stared up with tears in his eyes, exhaling longly, thinking about Alice with light thoughts.