Rival Lovers (Completed)

Chapter 13

Meredith's POV 2 Weeks Later

"I still can't believe you did that Meredith," I said shocked, not 100% believing what she just told me.

"I had no other choice," she told me.

"But you did! I would have helped you."

She sighed. "Not in the way Hunter would have. He was the baby's father. It was his responsibility, not yours. Please just leave it, Beverly. You truly have no right to talk, you haven't gone through this." she said.

I looked at her. "Have you told him?" I asked her. She shook her head. "I haven't had the chance to," she replied.

"You got it done 5 days ago! Of course, you've had the chance!""I just, I don't know what to say. How am I supposed to tell him?" she asked me.

"Well, start off...' Hey Hunter, you know how I was bitching for over a month that you got me pregnant and that you need to grow some fucking balls and be a parent to our unborn child? Well, it doesn't matter anymore! I got an abortion! So be grateful you fucker,'. That's how you tell him."

Meredith glared. "I will not say that to him. And that isn't at all true. I can't believe you would say that. I didn't bitch about it for a month. I was upset for a month, and didn't talk to him about it.""You also made this decision without ever talking to him. You never got to see how he felt!"Now, don't hate me. I'm all up for the "It's my body" thing. But I just wish she wouldn't have made such a rash decision so quickly, She never even talked to Hunter.

I just don't want her to regret what she's done in the future."It's too late anyways Beverly, now leave it. Or leave."Meredith warned."Whatever Meredith," I said standing up from her bed. I grabbed my phone and started to make my way to her door before she stopped me.

"We both have made mistakes. Some more rash than others. You started sleeping with your arch-enemy, and I got an abortion. At this point in time, I don't regret it. I know you also don't regret starting to sleep with Wrennly, even though you know it could kill a lot of people." Meredith said.

"Our situations are completely different, and don't try to compare them," I said before walking out of her room, slamming the door.

Wren's POV"I am not doing that!" I declared.

"Yes, you are!" My father replied. "This is a business deal, and you will do as I say. You will always do as I say. No matter if it's killing someone, or even if it gets so bad as you having sex with a man. You will do as you are told, with no questions asked."

"Dad, I am not sleeping with her!""You don't have to sleep with her," my dad said lowing her voice."Then what the fuck am I supposed to do?" I asked him.

"Act like you want to have sex with her, lure her back into a hotel, and kill her. You can have sex with her before if you wish, but you must kill her in the hotel."

"For the last fucking time, I'm not doing that. It's not my issue." I told him before walking out of his office.I can't find a girl, lead her into a hotel acting like I want to sleep with her, and kill her.I get my dad wants to destroy and hurt his enemies, but I don't want to be involved.

5 Hours Later

"Don't do it," Beverly told me. "It's a horrible idea. Your father is a dumbass, he doesn't even know what in the fuck he is doing,"
"I know, but he isn't going to stop until I agree to do it. I'm the only one left, I have no choice." I told her.

"Tell him that you'll leave if you have to do it. That it's not fair that you have to do everything. Your dad is a gang leader, he can go and get your siblings, they need to get their asses up and help. This isn't your job,"
"But it is," I pointed out.

"It may soon, but it isn't now. And I highly doubt that you'll ever do something this fucked up.""I don't want to be what my dad is. I know I'm already a killer of dozens, I know I've done some fucked up things, but my dad is 100 times worse. I don't even want to take over. I never have. I don't want to be apart of this fucking life in the first place," I told her.

She rubbed my shoulder, I knew she felt bad for me. I could see it in her eyes. "I wish things were different. I wish you didn't have to take over for your father. I wish I had a brother, who was born before me and I didn't have to take over. Then I and you could have met later on in life, and done something. Nothing bad, hopefully." she said as if something that beautiful could ever come true.

"The word isn't nice enough to do something that kind. The world seems to hate me. And karma always seems to be up my ass for some unknown fucking reason. Even if I haven't done anything wrong, it bites me."

"Karma follows me too, or maybe just some bad fucking spirt who likes to see me suffer. Earlier today, my dad told me that I have to meet this guy. He's 28, and my dad wants me to start to date him, and test the waters. I think my dad thinks he's a good man, and he and I should get married."

"Shit Beverly, I can't believe that is happening. I really hope this forced marriage thing doesn't happen. You don't deserve that."

"Well, his name is Francis, he's 28. He's the leader of a gang. He's actually been married before, but his wife died after getting sick. I guess he didn't really care for her though. He just let her die of some disease after they had gone to some country."

"Then you shouldn't be with him!" I exclaimed. "He sounds like a fucking asshole. He clearly doesn't care about anybody but himself."

"I don't have a choice. My father is laying into me. The only escape I get is coming over here. I hate that I have to live with that son of a bitch. He won't let me move out. The only good thing I can see from coming with an arranged marriage is that I get to move. But I don't know what life would be like living with this Francis guy, I'm actually not even sure it will be him who I marry.""Don't think like that. We'll both be happy in the end, we just have to push through all of this shit." I told her and she smiled.

"Hopefully we even make it through this shit," she replied.