Chapter two
951 Words
[Christmas]
“Hmm,” I groaned as I felt someone is carrying me. As I opened my eyes, it was Carlos who is carrying me heading upstairs. “P-put me down asshole.” I said, groaning in so much pain of my body.
“No, not until we get in your room,” he replied.
My body was in pain as the car that I’m riding bumped in a*****e. I remember Kashia’s condition before I passed out and she needs help. Carlos putted me down here in my bed and my sight wasn’t that clearly. Everything around me is whirling around. I feel like I’m going to lose my consciousness again.
“I’m sorry on what I’d done,” he said and start unbuttoning my clothes.
“W-what are you doing? Get your hands off me,” I tried to yell but I only made a whisper.
“You need to get clean and change your clothes.” He was still continuing what he is doing. “Don’t worry I won’t do anything except watching you naked.”
“G-get the hell away from me,” I whispered in pain.
“Shh.” He wears off my blouse and next is my jeans. Now, I’m only wearing my brazier and underwear. “Look at you, Christmas. You are so perfect and this wounds in your skin is annoying. Let me cure you.”
“S-stay away from me. Stay away—” I pass out again.
I don’t have any idea what exactly happen when I lost my consciousness. The next thing I knew, I just woke up when the light of the sun penetrated at me, coming from my window. I was wearing my night clothes and he really treated my wounds but it won’t change the fact that I hate him so much.
“How are you and Christmas here yesterday?”
My forehead knotted as I heard mom’s voice downstairs. She is back! I forcedly to stood up myself and walk through the door. I want to run but my body doesn’t cooperate.
“We’re just fine here yesterday but there something happened.”
Hearing Carlos downstairs made me stop moving. What is he going to tell to mom?
“What happened?” mom asked him.
“Christmas fell off in the staircase last night and she really got injured herself.”
My mouth formed literally into ‘O’ like what the hell did he say? I fell off in the staircase? Damn him! He is also a liar!
“Oh my gosh! Is she okay now? I want to see her.”
“She is okay now. I already treated her, just let your daughter to rest.”
In annoyance, I headed back in my room and lock the door. I just stay the whole time here inside and never step outside. I didn’t eat even I am hungry and mom tried to call me to join them in the dining but I ignored it, pretending that I’m still resting. It’s already dark and the night wind touching my skin was unfriendly. It seems my whole life will be going tragic because of the man in the next room. In thinking too much and hunger, I haven’t notice myself that I fall asleep.
Bang!
I hastily opened my eyes as I heard a noise coming from next room. I slowly get off in my bed and my heart can’t stop thrashing in nervous. I start walking through the door, to check what I just heard. As I go out, the door of my mom’s room was slightly open. The door creaked silently as I pushed it slowly and I stop what my eyes seeing right now.
“Mom!” I cryingly shouted as I run through her, placing her head at my lap. “W-what happened? What did you do!” I yelled at him, looking at the gun he was holding.
“I did this because of you, Christmas. It’s just you and me now forever here in our house.”
My forehead knotted on what he said. “Are you crazy? Have you ever heard what you are saying? You killed my mom!”
“I don’t love her anyway. You’re the one that I want, Christmas.” He placed his gun in the bed and make a step towards me.
“Stay away from me! You are murderer!”
He stopped and look at me straight in my eyes. “Why can’t you understand that I did this for you? I did this because I want to be with you!”
“You are crazy! I’m going to call the cops!” I quickly stood up and push him as I run out in the room.
“Christmas! Come back here!
Present…
We are now at his car, heading back to the house. No one came at my mom’s burial and I’m just the only one who cried for her. This man with me never shed a tear and what do I expect? He is the only one murdered my mom. I reported him at the Police Station but they didn’t believe me. They knew him and they are on his f*****g side. This is really frustrating!
“What do you want to eat tonight, Christmas?” he asked while focusing in driving.
“Anything.”
“Anything? Okay, I will prepare myself tonight. Hahaha.”
My jaw clenched in annoyance. I know this asshole is trying to score with me. “I’m vegetarian.” I said, grinding my teeth.
“Then, I’m the only one who will eat,” he said, grinning at me.
“If you will make it alive here.” Without any hesitation, I took the steering wheel and start turning it right to left repeatedly. At this moment, we are now here in the middle of the roadway.
“What the hell are you doing? You are going to kill us, Christmas!” he yelled, trying to take my hands off in the steering wheel.
“No. You’re just the one who gonna die here!” I opened the door to my side and quickly jump out of the car.
“Christmas!” he shouted my name for the last time before his car was hit by a truck.
- Writer
