Kitten

Chapter 46: Gone

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Lily

They stayed until the fires burnt down everything. It felt like hours, but it burnt down in minutes. For the entirety of those minutes as the fires tore through the sweet small house in the countryside my eyes were not focused on the blaze, but instead I stared at him.

The man I trusted, the man I cared about, the man I loved. The man I now hated. All the men were smirking and laughing, but not him. He stared at me intensely like he always did when he was deep in thought.

And just like that, they left. They left us with nothing. Many men including Liam protested saying it wasn't enough. They wanted us dead, but Alexander wasn't having any of it. He said it was over and with one last glare he left along with all of his men leaving the 4 of us alone with only burnt rubble left.

A burnt down home surrounded by a field of purple flowers. The only sound that could be heard was the heartbroken cries of my mother. She screamed up into the night sky, a haunting scream echoing out like a ghostly cry of desperation.

This wasn't just our home, it housed many memories good and bad. For mum it was her everything. I had only found out the truth about my parents, but something told me that this house had more meaning for mum and dad.

Dad tried to comfort mum, but she didn't want his touch. She shoved him away and slapped him as she screamed at him.

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT. I KNEW YOUR PAST WOULD CATCH UP WITH YOU AND YOU DIDN'T LISTEN. OUR HOME. OUR DOG. GONE! IT'S ALL GONE" she screamed as she crumbled before the burnt pile of wood and stone.

Dad stared at her brokenly as she sobbed on the burnt ground.

Dad knew that it was just one of her episodes. She was a wreck at the moment with the cancer and now this. I had never seen her physical before, but Alexander destroyed something so precious to them and it broke her.

Dad kneeled down beside her and engulfed her with his arms rocking her gently, whispering words into her ear.

As for Ethan he was wondering through the pile of rubble looking for any possessions that was spared by the flames.

Wiping away the tears pouring down my cheek, I turned my attention to my stomach and placed my hand on it rubbing it around in a circular motion.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not, okay".

Anger flooded inside of me as the memories of Alexander hit me all at once. The gentle kisses, the passionate sex, his soft whispers of love and the tightness of his hold. I loved him, more than I loved any man. But he didn't share the feeling. He just wanted revenge and he got it. But what Alexander doesn't know was that we made another human being together. And he will never get to know. God knows what he'd do if he found out, steal my baby and raise it in violence.

I'd rather raise our baby alone in a life of peace and happiness than be thrown into a world of pain and greed. I'd give my life to protect this little one, even if it's from their own father.

My mother's sobs quietened down and instead they sat talking amongst themselves.

I didn't even know what to think about mum and dad. I barely recognised them, especially dad. He kidnapped mum because he lusted after her. He abused her, he locked her away all for his selfish gain. I would never look at my dad the same way.

Looking down at my body, my heart began to race as it dawned on me who's hoodie I was wearing.

Screaming in frustration I started yanking the large material off me in a panic. I wanted to forget everything about him, I could smell him, I could feel him and I hated it.

"GET OFF ME" I screamed out as I tugged and pulled at the large soft piece of clothing wanting to rid myself of it. I could feel his soft caresses on my skin and the way he'd kiss my neck softly. I wanted to forget it, but my heart desperately clung on to the memory and my head refused to let go of it.

Mum and dad rushed over to me, but as I felt Dad's hands on my shoulder I screamed even louder.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME" I shouted at him and crawled away from him.

My body trembled in fear as he walked towards me with a broken expression.

"Princess, please it's me, dad".

"No! You're not my dad. You're a murderer and a kidnapper. That's all you are. It doesn't matter that it's in the past, you lied to me and Ethan because you were scared that we'd hate you. Well news flash, dad, I do hate you. Leave me alone, all of you".

Hot tears streamed down my face as I pushed myself up off the floor and walked away from the burnt home. I could hear them shouting after me and crying out my name, but I couldn't look at them, I didn't want to talk to them. My world had crumbled in a matter of minutes and there was no way to fix it. I wanted to leave and never come back.

"If I asked you to runaway with me Kitten and forget the world, would you?".

I would have. I would have left everything behind in a heartbeat. I now had no one I could trust. My family had lied to me, Alexander had lied to me and now I was alone.

The pain in my heart started to thump as I ran away from my family and my home.

And once again, I was alone. Ethan has his own family to take care of. It was just me and the baby and that was how it was going to be.

I had to leave. There were too many memories here, too many painful memories. Me and the baby were going to leave and start a new life far away from here.