Stone Cold Heart

♡ Chapter 22 ♡

I missed and hit the headboard. Shit.
"What the fuck Marie!"
"Now sit your ass back down" he did as told.
"Now you listen to me and listen to me good. I have put up with your shit for twelve fucking years. You have put me through hell and back and all I did was try to be the best wife that I can be, but I was never good enough for you. No matter how bad you treated me I still stayed with you because I thought you were a good person still and didn't mean the things you said and did to me. It's one thing when you put me through hell. But it's another when you lay your hands on my children. Not only were you abusing my kids, YOU MOLESTED MY FUCKIN DAUGHTER! I have had it up to here with you, there is only so much pain this heart can take and you have pushed me to the limit, now this soft heart has gone stone cold because of you. But you will never hurt me or my children ever again!!"
Marie just pull the trigger. No just get the divorce papers and force him to sign them, don't kill him. Think. If you do that you won't see your kids anymore when the FBI finds out. The little voice was explaining the possibilities to me. I started crying as I put my finger on the trigger, about to pull it. He closed his eyes, but I pulled the gun away from him and said "God! I can't do this to you"
"See I knew that you couldn't"
"Shut up! I can't do it because you are all that I had and no matter what you put me through I can't hurt you. But this is what's going to happen if you sign this divorce and restraining order papers, I will have everything in this house and the lease go the house. I don't want any of it. Then I will pack all of the kids and my stuff and leave your life forever. In exchange, you don't ever come near me and my kids for the rest of your life. Understood?"
"No"
"If you don't, I will have to go to my original plan Scott. Don't make me do it."
"Where are the papers?" I went to get the papers from the back of my pocket, but when I turned around, he put the safety lock off of the gun once again and said "Who's scared now bitch?"

I was in shock and scared on impulse I grabbed the gun, trying to get it from him. We tousled for it as shots were fired across the room, in the struggle for dominance for the gun. When I got the final tug on the gun, getting it, Scott's finger fired the last bullet to my hand. I jerked back with the gun dropping it, cursing at the intense pain I have on my right hand. I kicked the gun across the floor and he tackled me to the floor getting a few blows to my face. Eventually knocking me out but not to the point that I was unconscious. But when I looked up, he was going for the gun until I kicked him in his balls and crawled to get the gun. He dropped to the floor cursing at the pain that I caused. When I got a hold of the gun, I pointed the gun to him and demanded him to stay down. But he didn't obey my command so I got up and hit him with the gun knocking him to the ground. Then I got into of him straddling him as I pinned his arms down wot my knees on his wrist and pointed a gun to his head. When he came to, I said "Now you leave me with no fuckin choice, sign these fucking papers or this little bullet, that has your name written all over it will be in that skull of yours in 3 seconds!"
"Fine get the fuck off of me first."
"No"
I knocked him out again and then he woke up tied to the edge of the bed just like he had me. With the gun on my side and the papers in the back of him on the bed, I slapped him softly making him up. When he came to again, he looked up at me, looking confused and then looked to the sides of him and saw that he was in the predicament that he put me in just 4 days ago. He then said, "What the fuck let me out!"
"Oh, do I hear you pleading freedom?"
"Let me out of these, you can't do this"
"All you had to do is sign the fuckin papers now you are going to be forced to sign them rather you like it or not!"
"You can't do this to me. So, help me god when I get out of these. Your ass is mine" he threatened.
"Oh yeah? I don't see no one telling me no when you are the one strapped just the way you did to me."
"I-"
"Shut the fuck up Scott! I run this house now not you, I tried to be nice but you pushed me. You want to be cold-hearted, I can too. Now just like I said before you are going to sign these fuckin papers and I'm gonna pack me and my kids shit and leave your ass got it!?"
He stood silent and I said, "Good if you sign these papers I may or may not let you free yourself." I put the pen in his right hand and made him sign the papers, then I put the papers in the back of my jeans then grabbed a big suitcase and putting it on the bed, I started to grab my clothes and belonging, then I went to my children's rooms and got their stuff as well. The whole time he stood silent, he had beads of sweat mixed with blood dripping down his face the last time I looked at him. I took the sock out of his mouth and said "oh yeah, I forgot. You can have this back"

I took off my wedding band and wedding ring and stuffed it in his mouth then put the sock back in his mouth. Then I took the rest of the cash he had in his wallet that was on the dresser. Then I freed one of his hands so he can let himself free, before closing the door on him locking him in the room. Then I left the house of memories that we have had for twelve years together. All the tears, love, passion, and rage we poured into our relationship for all of these years are left in there for him to soak up.