His Ruthless Revenge (A Dark Bully Romance)

Chapter Two

I hardly know what to do with myself for the rest of the day even though I'm used to spending quite a lot of time at home. Of course I usually don't have all of this going on inside my head which is beyond torturous.
I find myself staring into space for the best part of an hour before prising myself off the sofa so I can take a shower, hoping I'll feel more refreshed afterwards.

My mind starts to race as I stand beneath the cascading water and it's beyond frustrating that I don't have any of the answers to my questions.
How the hell am I supposed to find out the truth without telling Chase that I already know about him and Louise? How do I get to the bottom of what really happened without revealing that I know he's been unfaithful to me?
Of course I could ask Louise myself but it's not like I trust her to tell me the truth. She'll do anything to ruin my relationship and although she's succeeded, it's not like I want to give her the satisfaction of knowing that just yet.

Chase will be home in a couple of hours so I don't have long to pull myself together. I'm already dreading climbing into bed with him tonight and don't know how I'm supposed to fake it. There's no way I can sleep next to him all night and act like everything is fine.
Plus, I still don't know how I'm going to avoid having sex with him. Chase is insatiable when it comes to our sex life and has a huge sexual appetite. I've often struggled to keep up with him over the years, terrified he'll move onto someone else if I don't fully satisfy him.
However, he's always taken the time to reassure me, easing me through each of my doubts and truly thought I could trust him. That's why his betrayal feels so excruciating to me. I never thought he was capable of doing this.

There is one subject matter that Chase and I have often disagreed about and that's children. Chase has always wanted a family and he's been eager to start trying for a baby for quite a while now but I keep on telling him that it's not the right time for us and how important it is that we don't rush into anything.
We're both in our early twenties so it's not like we don't have plenty of time to figure all that out and part of me still thinks his desire for a baby is just another excuse to keep me close to him.
I stare at my reflection in the same mirror I gazed into this morning, weighing up all of my options as I try and figure out the best way I can hurt him. How do I even begin to figure out how I can destroy him the way he's destroyed me? It's not even possible.

I still don't know what I'm going to do several hours later when Chase gets home from work. All I can do is try and carry on as normal and pray he doesn't get suspicious.

We're curled up on the sofa later on that evening. We're halfway through a film I'm not paying attention to and he keeps on touching me. My jaw is clenched as I try and resist the urge to slap his hands away and tell him how much I hate him. The fact that those same hands were all over Louise last week makes me feel physically sick.
"How was your day today?" He asks, muting the TV as he turns the film off.
"It was ok." I yawn, pretending to feel tired.
"Just ok? Are you sure you're alright?"
"I'm just feeling rough because I didn't sleep well last night." I explain swiftly, hoping it's enough to convince him.
"Do you think you're getting sick?" He quizzes me, placing his hand against my forehead.
"I don't think so."
"April, what is it? You're starting to scare me."
"I'm late." I whisper, taking us both by surprise.
"Late?" He asks, frowning at me in confusion.
"You know what I mean." I chastise him, rolling my eyes. "My period is late."
"Are you serious?"
"You think I'd joke about this?" I retort sharply.
"I... I don't know what to say." Chase admits, exhaling slowly.
"Would it be so terrible if I was pregnant?" I question him. "You've been hinting at wanting a baby for so long now."
"I know but that's completely different to it actually happening." He points out, trying to  get his head around it.
"Great." I reply sarcastically, realising my lie isn't exactly going to plan.
"Wait, I didn't mean it like that." He assures me, taking both my hands in his. "Just listen to me, please."
"I think you've said enough." I snap bitterly, jumping up off the sofa.
"April, wait!" He begs, chasing after me. "If you are pregnant then I can't think of anything I want more and that's the honest truth."
"Really?"
"Absolutely." He replies confidently, tucking a strand of my hair back behind my ear.
"I might not be pregnant." I remind him. "I'm just saying there's a chance I might be."
"So what do we do now? Go out and buy a test?"
"Not yet as it might still be too early. Maybe in a couple of days."
"I don't think I can wait until then." He groans, pulling my body against his. "I need to know now."
"Don't get too excited." I warn him. "It might just be a false alarm."
"I can't believe this is happening. It feels too good to be true."
The boyish and excited grin on his face is infectious and I find myself smiling back at him. It's almost like I can pretend this is real and it almost makes me forget everything else for a brief moment.
"Let's just take it one day at a time. I'll wait a couple more days and then I'll buy a test."
"Ok, whatever you say." He agrees happily, squeezing my hand.
"I think I'm going to have an early night though. I need to catch up on the sleep I missed out on last night."
"I think I'll join you." He adds, kissing my neck as his hands start to roam my body.
"I'm really not in the mood tonight." I tell him, pulling away. "All I want to do is sleep."
"Are you sure I can't persuade you?" He whispers enticingly.
"I'm sure." I reply firmly, placing my hands on his chest as I push him away.
"Fine... I guess I'll let you go and rest." He sighs defeatedly, placing a kiss on my forehead.
"Thank you."
"There's a fight on in half an hour so I might stay up and watch that if you're sure you don't want me to join you?"
"I don't mind." I encourage him, making my way upstairs. "Goodnight."

Of course I can't sleep once I climb into bed by myself, staring up at the bedroom ceiling with a thousand different thoughts swimming around inside my head.
What the hell was I thinking just now? I'm not pregnant and don't have any doubts about that. I don't know why I blurted it out to Chase but now I've got to figure out why I lied to him and what my intentions were when I said it.

What the hell am I doing?

Why am I putting myself through this and for what purpose?

I end up reaching for my phone beside my bed, scrolling through social media with one purpose in mind. Her profile is easy to find as she's never been one to shy away from the spotlight and her profile isn't exactly private or discreet.
Her bright, nauseating smile stares back at me as I click on her page and scroll through all of her photos. She's hardly wearing any clothes in most of them and I can't stop myself from despising her petite figure with her toned thighs and flat stomach. It makes me hate her even more so I stop scrolling in the end, searching for the option to private message her instead. My fingers start typing before I change my mind, hitting the send button before I reconsider entirely.

Louise, I'm sure you weren't expecting to hear from me so soon or maybe you were, I'm not sure. The truth is I have something you want... something you've always wanted but now you can have it. A lot of things you said yesterday made sense and I think we should meet up so we can discuss it further. If you want a chance at finally being with Chase then this is it.
Take it.
On one condition.
You DON'T tell Chase that I know about you two or anything about it. If you do then you'll lose everything and you'll lose your one shot at winning Chase. He'll never speak to you again and you know it.
Yes or no? It's your choice.

I take a deep breath and place my phone down on the bed as I try and keep calm. The message has already been sent so it's too late for any regrets now.
My phone vibrates a couple of minutes later and I inhale slowly, preparing myself for the worst as I open my messages and read the new one that's now waiting for me.

I'm in.