A CRIMINAL Is In Love With Me

Gun.

I stared down at my sleeping child on the twin size bed in the corner of this dark room. No windows, No heat. Nothing. Torture was what I was feeling. Brought memories of how I was treated before. I tore off all my clothes just to keep Allaric warm. And I had no regrets. As long as he was warm, I was fine. I ignored my shivering body, as I stroked his cheeks with the tip of my fingers, careful not to wake him. 

I heard locks clicking and the sound of the room door opening. Allaric stirred and I glared at whoever entered. It was a girl. My eye's softened. She looked like the age of 14. Older maybe. Her dark hair was brushed into a bun. Her white fluffy apron hanging from her small hips. Every step she took was shaky. She looked up at me as I stood in front of Allaric. Her eye's widen.

"I-i'm sorry m'a-"

I shook my head, "What for? Bringing me food?"

Her eye's trailed on my body. "D-do you n-n-need clothes?"

I shook my head. "My baby is needing warmth."

"Baby?!"

I stepped away from Allaric and her eye's watched the small bundle wrapped on the bed.

"Dear lord." She mumbled. Her head shooked.

"He has a baby in this cold room." Her hands flew over her mouth and her body trembled.

Her eye's was filled with fear. "Please don't tell my master."

My eye's trailed over her thin body. She had dark chocolate skin and big brown eye's. She was beautiful. 

"I'm sorry master?"

She nodded. "Y-yes I am a slave."

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"Your lying. That's disgusting." 

My father laughed. "Disgusting? It keeps the bloodline strong don't you think? I would never do it, but these people are disgusting."

"Your on that list don't You think?"

My mind wandered. Is it a possibility? The baby could be mines? Its been only 7 months though. Impossible. Unless...

"Its mines." My father eye's widen as he shot his look to me. "N-no."

I nodded. "The baby is mines. Don't, and don't act like you didn't know."

His smile dropped as he shrugged. "You won't claim it. You have a wife."

He folded his hands. "Plus, Dawn is not strong enough to Be a leader by your side. You should of just killed her."

Killed her...

Killed her.....

Killed her..........

Like he killed my mother. The image of her holding her hands in front of her, trembling and sobbing, her lip bleeding from his fist. The gun faced to her and my dad eye's showing no emotion nor giving no mercy. He is a monster and he doesn't want anyone else to be happy.

My hands folded behind me as he continued talking. My fingers slipped under neath his desk, searching for a Gun. As if luck was on my side today, i found one. I carefully grabbed it and made sure he wasn't aware.

"Give Rebecca your seed and everything would be alright. She is going to betray you anyways. Just like your mother did. Why do you think i killed her."

Red. That's what i saw. He finally admitted it. I raised the gun and took it off of safety,

"And why do you think i'm going to kill you now?"