Finally Grounded (Sequel To The One Who Grounds Me)

Chapter Seventy

Tristan

Cathy rolled the barrel of the gun, with her finger.

"Cathy, please think about what you're doing." Martha said.

"Why should I even think about the consequences? Everyone always betray me! That's what this bitch did to me! She slid her way into my life! Made me, fall in love with her over and over again until she fucking broke me! Without Tiana there is no life. So I am going to kill that child in her stomach and then i am going to end Tristan's life!"

Wrapping my arm around Tiana's waist. I pushed her behind me. How can she even talk like that, about my unborn child. My hands balled into fists at my side. My feet moved forward, and Cathy backed away.

"If you take another step, I'll blow your fucking head off!" She yelled.

"Then do it and make sure that you don't fucking miss, because if you do I am going to rip your mother fucking heart from your chest!"

All the color drained from Cathy's face. Her gaze wavered. Taking that as an opening, I moved swiftly towards her. Jabbing her in the shoulder, I quickly dislodge the gun from out of her hand. She yelped in pain. The heavy metal clattered against the tiles.

Using my foot, I quickly swept it to the side. Cathy scurried to the corner of the room. Before she could pick up the butcher knife, I grabbed her by the nape and slammed her against the wall. "Oof!"

"Did you really think, I was just going to stand there and allow you to put a bullet in my head."

"If you do anything to me, dad will...."

I banged her head against the wall. "You have the audacity to come in here and threaten us, and think that you're just going to walk away like that? Nah I don't think so Cathy." Turning her around, I grabbed a hold of her blouse collar and plastered her against the wall. Her eyes bulged out of her socket. "During my army days, I learned one or two tricks on how to torture someone. Have I ever told you about that time, someone betrayed us, and how I took my sweet sweet time to torture him." I smiled. "First I gorged  out his eyes, then I removed his tongue from his mouth. One by one I cut his fingers from his hands......"

Cathy's teeth chattered together in fear. "Y... you were the one who hurt Elliott." She stuttered.

"So you did get my gift, and yet you came here with your naive self." Not waiting for her to respond, I wrapped my right hand around her throat. Cathy gasped racously.

"Tristan No! Have mercy on her!" Martha said, tearfully.

"Why should I have mercy? Your daughter placed a hit on me. Not to mention she just barged in here, threatening the life of my unborn child and Tiana. Should I really have mercy on a person that would stoop so low, to get what she wants?!"

"Please." Martha sobbed.

My eyes were chilling as I stared at Cathy's bloated face. Spittle and tears dripped down her face. Scrunching up my nose in disgust, I threw Cathy to the side. Martha scurried over to her daughter.

"The next time you so much as barge into my house and threaten my girlfriend. I will remove your head from your body." Picking, up the gun from off the floor. I twirled it around on my fingers.

Without a second thought, I trained the gun on Cathy. Her body convulsed. My lips curled into a sadistic smile. Pressing down on the trigger, I allowed the gun to go off. The shot zoomed through the air and headed straight for a pale faced Cathy.

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