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Chapter 8

(𝕊𝕠𝕖 𝕐𝕖𝕠𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕧)

6 month later

"you're aweful and miserable", I managed to speak out as I look at her figure one more time, my eyes meeting hers. She sarcastically laughs and looks at me with something in her eyes. Hate.

"𝑶𝒉 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚,𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕", she tells me, emphasizing the word you. She walks over to me, with a knife in her hands. I don't move, my body too weak, so I stay seated in my chair.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒈 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔",I look at her again, now with disgust, I scoff at the thought of her having everything and look at her again.

" You know why is that? That's because you're a slut, and a gold digger. All you wanted off of him was his money, you suduced him so you could end up with all the money and power after his death. But wait for it, I will prove the truth, not only to him, but also to everyone who believed you", I hollered with a disgusted expression. She looks at me and harshly grab my jaw, making me yelp in pain.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒉𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕,𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆,𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑺𝒐𝒆 𝒀𝒆𝒐𝒏, 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔,𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 ", she spits into my face making me shut my eye in fear. Her voice is very loud, making my head hurt."𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓".

"Listen here, you may be going around hunting for me, but one thing I'll make sure of is not to get scared of you, because in the end, you're the only loser, you're the one that's going to suffer. I'll be out there gaining my father's trust again and you'll be locked behind bars for the verbal and physical abuse you gave me. I'll make sure you do, believe me I will", and with that, she left my jaw and turned around, frustration showing in her actions.

My eyes follow her all around, until she stops moving and looks at the object on the counter, I hesitantly look at the object.

The small weapon that is to be on the counter is now in her fists, she looks at me for a moment before smirking at me and pointing the gun in my direction before placing her fingers on the trigger. I look back at her face but find it blurry. The woman in front of me has always been abusive towards me, wherever we were.

She looks at me one last time and whispers something I can't hear, before scoffing and pulling the trigger, the bullet coming straight into my arm, and pain is the only thing I feel.

.....

My eyes flutter open, head hurting like crazy. I hiss at the pain in my head and look at the clock on my phone,7:08, it read. 'Guess I should get ready for work', I state to myself, pulling my body away from the comfortable mattress beneath me and going into the bathroom.