Unexpected Royal Repeat

Chapter 17: Bruises

Dexter's POV

I rummaged through all of Lucas's left over stuff. Nothing, that's all that was here. It was all useless.

Papers upon papers, that was it. Just letters about Clarissa to a man named Easton, explaining how kind and sweet she is.

Throwing my hands up in frustration papers flew everywhere. This was a dead end.

A maroon colored book caught my eye on the floor, under the bed.

Reaching down I grasped the worn down book.

Tracing my fingers along the edges, I took a breath. What if this had the answers? What if it didn't?

Slowly I peeled back the cover revealing the words 'To Mom'.

Flipping a page one read,

Dear Mom,
I have been here for a day now and they seem nice. No one is hurting me and they are all accepting. Why aren't they as mean as you described? -Lucas

I continued flipping through the pages.

Dear Mom,
The princess here is really pretty and nice. I remember you telling me that you almost killed her while she was inside of her mothers stomach. Mom I don't think that I can go through with killing Clarissa, but the rest of the Royal family will be easy. -Lucas

In that moment my heart stopped and I almost threw up. He was the one planning to hurt everyone? Did he set off the bomb? I buried my thoughts back into the book.

Dear Mom,
Today I found out that Clarissa is pregnant. I'm so happy for her but I wish it was mine. The dick that got her pregnant made her cry right into my arms. Then I kissed her and it was perfect. I will raise that child like my own no matter what. -Lucas

Dear Mom,
A large tornado swept through today, I didn't go and save Clarissa because I knew she was fine on her own. When I saw that she was ok I hugged her but Dexter came over and said I didn't care, and guess who she believed. She called me a monster mom. Now I have a nickname like you. Teryn Ethreen the witch, and her son Lucas Ethreen the monster. What a deadly combination. -Lucas

Dear Mom,
Today I will be setting off a bomb to kill Dexter. He should be on shift right under Clarissa's bedroom. She should be at the doctor for a while and I am hoping she will fall straight into my arms. -Lucas

Jumping to my feet I ran out of the building strait to the King and Queen. It was him. That monster took my girl and child.
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Clarissa's POV
A month later....(six months pregnant)

Sitting at the edge of my bed, I silently rubbed my large stomach. My baby was growing more and more each day, even if I was locked inside this cage.

The door clicked, echoing through the room.

Lucas stepped in with a tray of food and set it on my desk.

"What is your answer today, Midnight?" Lucas grinned.

For the last month he had come in everyday asking what my answer would be to staying with him and raising my child with him.

"Go fuck yourself" I spat.

"Oh but I already do that while thinking of you" he smirked.

Jumping off the bed I ran to him swinging my fists.

"How gross! You filthy pig!" I screamed.

His strong arms grabbed my wrists while twisting them behind my back. He shoved me forward while I landed on the floor. Leaning over me he brought his hand back and slapped me hard.

"Well tomorrow is another day to get another answer..." Lucas shrugged.

He swiftly moved back out the door and closed it.

I flipped myself over and laid on the carpet. Stretching out my sore arms, bruises trailed up and down.

Lucas would hurt me but never the baby. He knew his boundaries if I ever were to 'go back to him'.

Pulling myself back up I walked over to the food. I had to eat for the baby inside of me.

Dangerous thoughts plagued my mind. Death of my child and I. Would it be so tragic? Lucas would never get what he wanted and I wouldn't ever put my child in his presence.

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Will Clarissa be alive when Dexter sees her again?

Sorry for not making this a jaw dropping chapter, I just got done with finals so summer is now in full spring! Hello writing time!