His Ruthless Revenge (A Dark Bully Romance)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Chase

I pull my car into the driveway and switch off the engine; removing my key from the ignition as I sigh deeply. I'm absolutely exhausted and still feel like I'm trapped in some fucked up nightmare I can't wake up from.
I close my eyes for a moment and exhale slowly, trying to focus on the sound of my breathing like I've been told to do a thousand times whenever I lose it.

It doesn't work.

It never fucking works.

Grabbing hold of the steering wheel, I squeeze it as hard as I can. Desperate to unleash the insurmountable rage still simmering inside of me.
April can never find out that I went looking for Finn tonight. She told me to stay away from him but there's no way I was ever going to be able to do that.
The spineless son of a bitch has come between us far too many times and I had to put a stop to it. I hoped he might be working tonight and swung by the gym after I spoke with Louise. I was honestly ready to rip his throat out the second I saw him but the bastard wasn't even there.
Guess I can hold off for a day or two while I try and work things out with April. She's my main priority now but I can't let what that piece of shit did go unpunished. He'll be lucky if he's not in a coma by the time I'm finished with him and April will just have to deal with it.
The fact that I've just had to deal with Louise again has also made me sick to my stomach. Being near her makes my skin crawl and I despise her for everything she's put us through.
She was pleased to see me at first, presuming I must have changed my mind and decided I wanted to be with her afterall (which is fucking crazy) but I immediately put her straight and said the only reason I was there was because of the baby.
She still seemed somewhat hopeful before I left, convinced that I might actually come round to the idea of us being together which proves she's officially delusional.

I'm still parked in the driveway, staring at my house as I try and figure out how I'm going to fix the mess I've caused. All the lights are switched off inside and I wonder if April has gone to bed already. I can't blame her as we were both pretty exhausted after everything that's happened.
A part of me still can't believe she actually orchestrated this whole thing. I've been in love with this girl for six years and never thought she was capable of something so devious. The only thing that helps me rationalise it is the thought that she wasn't in her right mind. Louise told her what happened between us and I can't imagine how that must have felt for her. To find out I'd fucked her worst enemy and then see it with her own eyes must have been horrifying.

God, I hate her.

I hate Louise and never want to see again. The fact that I'm now going to be tied to her for the rest of my life is fucking torture and the last thing I wanted to do was go and check on her tonight. However, April was right and managed to talk me round when she said I should go for the sake of the baby.
Christ, I still can't believe I'm going to be a dad. I genuinely thought I was going to have the baby I wanted with April but that was just another lie she made up to hurt me.
Jesus... it's going to take me a long time to trust her again and I know the feeling is mutual for April but she knows I'm willing to try everything to make things right with her.
I drag my tired and aching body out of the car and walk up the path towards the front door, accidentally stepping on something which shatters beneath my feet. I glance down to check what it is and find a lipstick on the ground. It looks like April's but I dismiss it and shake my head, throwing it away as I unlock the front door.

Not wanting to wake April up, I climb the stairs as quietly as I can so I don't disturb her. I gently push the bedroom door open before switching on the bedside lamp. My eyes quickly adapt and I realise that April isn't in bed at all and wonder if she's gone to stay in the spare bedroom instead. I walk across the corridor and knock on the door, waiting for a response before entering.
"April?" I whisper, opening the door slowly. "Baby, are you in here?"
The bed is completely empty and my heart begins to race as my mind tries to process what the hell is going on.

Where the fuck is she?

I race back downstairs and check the living room in case she might have fallen asleep on the sofa but she's not down there either. I search through the entire fucking house in a complete frenzy, slamming doors as I check each and every room and call out her name as my anxiety spirals out of control.
Wait a second, what if she decided to go and stay with her mum tonight? Here I am dismantling the fucking house and tearing it apart when I should actually be searching for a note she might have left me explaining where she is.
Her mum wasn't even at the party tonight so I presume she doesn't have a clue about what's been going on the last few weeks.
I try calling April's phone but it goes straight to voicemail and that's when I really start losing it; sending a string of messages demanding to know where she is and apologising for running out on her to go and check on Louise.
April's the one who insisted I go in the first place but I still apologise incessantly, pleading with her to come back as I leave countless voicemails and messages which go unanswered.

I've completely lost it by this point and don't know what to do next, entering each room as though she might magically appear at any moment. Something abruptly catches my eye as I'm about to leave the bathroom and I stare at the mirror in absolute astonishment as I try and process what's scrawled across it.

I was never yours.

I stare at the words in front of me, lightly touching them with my fingers to make sure they really exist and aren't a figment of my imagination.
My memory recalls the abandoned lipstick I stepped on outside, realising it must have been April's afterall and she must have thrown it away after leaving me her goodbye message.
I'm frozen in place for God knows how long, refusing to take my eyes off the mirror as I resist the urge to smash my fist straight through it.

She's gone.

She actually left me.

My legs give way beneath me as I crumble to the floor, cradling my head in my hands as I start to rock back and forth. My eyes flood with tears but I wipe them away in anger, frustrated with myself for being so weak and pathetic.

I don't know how long I stay like that on the bathroom floor, consumed by the excruciating pain inside my chest which spreads throughout my entire body. I'm sobbing uncontrollably as I begin to shake violently.
I feel like I'm being torn in two and it's unbearable because I know there's nothing I can do about it. All I need is her.
I make a vow right there and then to search the entire world and destroy it in my attempt to find April again. I won't rest until I hunt her down and hurt her like she's hurt me. I gave her my fucking soul and she pretty much ripped my heart out, spat on it and handed it back to me like it never fucking mattered to her.
She thought her revenge was bad but she has no idea what I'm actually capable of.
My revenge will be a thousand times worse than anything she could ever think of. My revenge will be ruthless and I know exactly who I'm going to start with.

Finn.

There's nothing to prevent me from destroying him now.

Part of me still believes the two of them planned all this from the beginning and set out to ruin me together. Which also means I'm going to annihilate him when I get my hands on him. I'm going to ruin him for thinking he could ever try and take what's mine and get away with it.

All I have to do is find her and once I find her... I'll have my revenge.

I'll start with Finn. Tonight will be his last and then I'll find her.

She can't ever escape me and most importantly... I won't let her.