🌸The Promise 🌸[18+]

Chapter 10

I feel a hand clamp over my mouth and something sharp digging into my neck.
"Get up!" The person slurs. I know that voice.
I struggle against him but he digs the knife harder making me whimper.
He pulls me up by my head and I have no choice but co-operate and stand with my shaky legs.
My eyes never leaving Mr Jenkins lifeless body.
He pulls me back signalling he wants me to move but I restrain so he moves the knife to my shoulder and jerks it quickly cutting me. The pain is too much and I cry out but it's muffled with his hand over my mouth. My legs sag just as I see Xavier and Mabel.
They look to me with horror in their eyes and then to Mr Jenkins dead on the floor.

"Stand back!" Mr Travers shouts or I will slit her neck!" He moves the knife back to my neck for effect.
"Mr Travers, please put the knife down. We can calmly talk about this." Xavier's voice speaks carefully.

"Talk about it? Why would I do that when I can do this!" He moves the knife quickly from my neck and stabs my arm.
My eyes close in agony and I scream a muffled cry behind his hand. My knees fall to the floor but he yanks me back up.
"You know since you beat me up the other day and called me a Rapist, Nobody wants to know me anymore." I hear his voice break. I have no job and even the wife has kicked me out! You've ruined me, all for this!" He shakes me violently like I'm a rag doll. I feel acid coming up my throat and my vision goes blurry. It feels like my brain wants to crash out of my skull.

"So I thought I would come and teach you a lesson!" He sneers.
"I saw you and that slut sneak off back here and followed you. You didn't see me as you were clearly busy sucking each other's face's off. But imagine my surprise when I see him." I can feel him nod to Mr Jenkins on the floor. "And lovely Miss Anderson in his steep, Looking at the pretty flowers were you, Darlin." He says in my ear. "luckily, you were too preoccupied sniffing the roses to see me." He laughs. "Then as soon as you went into the wooden house I knew I had to get rid of him," he says. "Curiosity killed the cat, remember that." He sneers again.
He moves to where Mr Jenkins is and before I realise what he's doing he throws me down on top of him. I try to catch myself but his throw was too hard and I land with a soft thump onto a dead Mr Jenkins cold body.
I scream and scramble off, wet blood under my hands. My arm is in agony and I can only manage to move off him a little before I collapse beside him.

Within an instant, Xavier has crossed the small space between us and lunges at Mr Travers. But Mr Travers holds up the knife ready to stab him.
Mabel screams and sinks to her knees crying out for help.
Xavier and Mr Travers start fighting, while Xavier is trying to take the knife away, but Mr Travers is putting up a good fight, as they push and pull both their hands on the knife trying to overpower each other.
I look to poor Mr Jenkins dead body and another sob escapes my distraught body, seeing he has a gold pen in his front pocket, I reach over and grab it adrenaline pumping in my veins.

I crawl to where they are, my right arm is a dead weight holding me back, I can feel the blood pouring out of me as I move. But I have to do something, I'm petrified that Mr Travers is going to kill Xavier.
As I get near them I hold the pen in my left fist and with a shaky breath, I use all my might to stab Mr Travers in the thigh as hard as I can.
His leg immediately gives way as he falls backwards.
Just as Xavier pulls the knife out of his clutches and stabs Mr Travers in the chest killing him instantly.
The last thing I see is Mr Travers shocked eyes glaze over as everything turns black.

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A sharp stinging pain makes my eyelids flutter open. The room is bright.
too bright.
I squeeze my eyes shut again.
"Nova it's Sylvia, how do you feel?" She asks calmly.
How do I feel? I feel like I've been stabbed and cut. I feel retched at seeing two dead bodies. That I know are dead because of me.
"I've felt better." I simply state and I hear Nurse Sylvia sigh.

"I've stitched up the wounds on your arm. Luckily they were not as deep as I thought and you didn't need a blood transfusion. But you did lose a substantial amount of blood, so you need some bed rest for a few days."

"Where's Xavier?" I ask feeling worried and opening my eyes again.

Nurse Sylvia doesn't answer right away and I look to her. I notice her eyes are red-rimmed like she's been crying and my eyes water in response.
"He's with the police." her answer is cut short when I see Trudy walk in.
Her face crumples as she meets my eyes and drops to the floor crying.
I sit up and my vision shifts and the room moves. But I've got to get to her. I stand on my shaky legs dragging myself beside her. I kneel down wrapping my arms around her small body.
"I.. I.. Can't believe he's gg.. gone" Trudy sobs.
"Who?" I ask my stomach drops fearing its Xavier.
"Edward!" She says distraught.
"My Edward" She cries some more.

After comforting Trudy till her sobs are more manageable, I help her up off the floor.
She looks how I feel. Battered and bruised. I never realised that something was going on between Trudy and Mr Jenkins. But thinking about it now I saw the way his face would smile at the mention of her. Poor Mr Jenkins. He was always so kind to me. The guilt I feel makes me feel physically sick. I can't believe he's dead. The image of his lifeless body flits into my mind and my stomach lurches. He didn't deserve to die.

Nurse Sylvia gives us both a hug and we leave the clinic and walk to the house. I have my arm looped through Trudys and we both silently cry. The sun is bright this morning and it doesn't seem fair. It should be grey to match our moods.
Trudy excuses herself and tells me she will come and see me later. I know she just wants to cry in privacy and I can't blame her as I want to do the same.
When I get to my door I notice it's open a jar. I push it open the rest of the way and I see Mabel sitting in a chair next to the fire reading my mother's journals. She looks up as she hears me enter and her face is full of hatred. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now.