The Bakery Girl // n.h

Chapter 40: Fact

Bel's P.O.V:

"Missed us much?" A voice spoken behind me, making me gulp. I was about to let out a scream when a piece of cloth have been placed on my mouth, I tried to struggle out of it, but the person just pressed it against me harder, next thing I knew, it all went black.

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I jolted awake, from a bad dream, that was at least my thought, but when I noticed the chains gripping my wrists, the duck tape on my lips, and then more chains gripping my legs together, I knew it was stricken reality. My eyes were hurting me, I kept them close as best as I can. But suspiciousness snatched me away, making me open my eyes lightly, and glance over the dark room. I could barely see anything, everything was so lightless. But then a door opened to my left, a door I didn't even knew it was there due to the darkness. 3 men glanced over me, flashing a devilish smile towards me as they pushed themselves inside this dim room. They stood on my sides, the smile still stuck on their lips. Then came a woman, a tall lovely brunette. She seemed in her mid-40's. I was so confused as in what brought me here, but there was not enough time since she answered the question.

"How are you, darling?" She asked me, a dazzling smile plastered on her lips as her face lit up. I shot her a suspicious look, making her only chuckle and come closer.

"I assume your questioning why you're here?" She asked, with quite proudness, which only made me nod ever so lightly.

"Well, let's just say welcome to hell" She spoken, and unexpectedly, all the lights have flickered open, making me wince of the sudden brightness, clutching my eyes close.

A few moments passed by of sudden silence, making me slowly peer my eyes open, and when I did, I wish I didn't. 3 recognised faces I wished I'd never seen again. And I placed in the middle of my room. But this time; it looks as if someone re-decorated it completely. A pill board was hanged at my left. Pictures of me, William, Niall, Liam, Louis, Havi, Mila, Aunt Emma and Uncle Ethan filled it completely. My eyes widened as I discovered something new; it was mostly me.

"Where is prince Niall when you need him?" She sighed dramatically, making me gulp. Does she knows everything?

"Oh dear, I'm sorry for what I've caused the past couple of months. Blame your father for the loss of souls" She spoken rather more dramatically, before placing her hand on my shoulder, kneeling in as her breath hit my ear, making me gasp mutely.

"He's never coming back, and you'll be no longer alive in a matter of hours..." She whispered evilly, pulling herself back, as she stood right in front of me.

"You know, your father never really made the right choice" She spoken lightly, before gripping the duck tape and pulling it off, making me gasp in pain, but charged myself with bravery as I gave her a harsh look.

"What do you want?" I spoke quite insensitively, trying to contain my unsteadied breath.

"So feisty, aren't we?" She laughed darkly, walking over to grab something. My body turned pale and I felt my heart beats stop once I saw the object. A knife.

"I've always been good with these, never really used it on someone, but I am more than excited to do so now" She grinned evilly and I shuddered, trying to take a grip of myself.

"W-Who are you?" I stuttered, trying to keep calm but miserably failing as I gulped loudly.

"My name is Connie, and I might as well be the woman who gave birth to you" She spoken as soft as she could, and my eyes widened. SHE'S my mother?...

How can someone manages to be so angelic when they're the devil itself?

"And why are you doing this?" I asked her rather harshly which only made her laugh devilishly, and smirk right at me afterwards.

"Oh I see, so your father haven't told you this as bed time story now, did he?" She asked and I shot her a confused look, which only made her laugh even more, her clutching her stomach, not really seeming to know that this situation is far from funny.

"Oh, how ecstatic! This is going to be a great story then!" She cheered in excitement and I shot her a look that said are-you-insane?

"Okay let's start then!" She clasped her hands together in cheer, before pulling a chair to sit on.

"Me and your father have been together for, lets say, 5 years? And I've been so in love with him to the point I forgot how I fallen for him. He loves me that much too, apparently. Because he proposed to me. You see, my problem is that I have commitment issues. And he knew that fact ever since our first class together in college. He knew it yet he went for it. I was surprised at first, but after I calmed down, I insisted that I wasn't ready. He was sad for a bit, but he knew what I meant and that's that. If it actually ended by that? Then all of this wouldn't ever happen. But, course you had to be part of this. When I knew I was pregnant with you, I freaked out. The first few months, I've spent it with your father to the fullest. But then, when it started to show, I ran away. I went to my mother's, lived there until you were born and then everything went blank, I didn't know what to do with you. So, I left you at your father's front door with a letter of apology and a ring of the doorbell, and then I was gone. It took me at least 3 years to recover. So, I came back. And I knew for a definite that your father still loved me as much as I love him. We'll be together again, with you, get married, have a new house and all. But that absolutely changed when I found her with him, holding hands and going all cheesy in the park. You were there too. In your pink stroller, you looked so cute, I couldn't help but pick you up and toss you in the air. But when your father found out, he took you out of my arms as if I'm some kind of disease, and I can't deny the shattering of my broken heart. I looked at him with sadness and disbelief, how could he do this to me? All I did was wanting time; that was the main thing in that letter I left behind. I cried tears of misery, begging him to take me back. But he never agreed; he was so stubborn. I then glanced at you, and saw all of you in me, that was the moment I had hated you. Because he loves you and accepts you, when I don't. I couldn't care less about you, so I left. But I did promise him one thing. And that was that one day they'll die, and it'd be my work to do so. And now, it's a fact" She sighed in mixed emotions of frustration, angriness, sadness and much more. Myself on staring at her with a blank expression.

Say what?

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HEY!

AWE MAH GAWD! I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST WROTE THAT! OH SHIT IM SORRY! #sorrynotsorry :)

Until next time,

Dana x