Chapter 15
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Daniel POV
“Hello son” those words itch my skin like I had seen something that recalled my trypophobia
“Hello mother” I really hear her standing across the sitting room.
She looks at me with a smile “Oh come on son. Don't be a bad son. When you see your mother after so many years you hug her. And then maybe help her. That is what normal sons do”
“To normal mothers” I said interrupting her speech “we say such things to normal mothers. Not the ones who are psychopaths. who would disappear and reaper. What do you want this time? Why the hell did you appear”
She shrugs and walks towards Eric. Eric stands up and hugs her, placing a soft kiss on her lips.
Her own f*****g lips
Are they screwing each other?
Eww.
He takes his stand beside her smiling at me. I turn to my mother “You have not answered my question what do you want”
She shrugs “ I wanted to announce my presence"
“By luring me into the middle of a large land where you are staying with your poverty-stricken shameless f**k boy?” I ask with raised eyebrows.
Eric clears his throat. I glare at him. I don't know which one between him and my mum whose voice annoyed me the most.
“You would speak to him with respect Daniel”
“And if I don't?” I ask.
“I would track Amelia down and shoot her”
I laugh. A short laugh. Of course, she knows how to get to me. She knows who I care about and who I don't.
I take a seat opposite her. Placing my gun on the central table piece. “Eric, can you get me a glass of water?” I ask.
“I am not your servant. Go get it yourself” he fires back at me.
My eyes land on my mother “Mother tell your boy that when I ask for water I get my water”
She looks at him and gives him soft pleading eyes. An eye that has never been used on my dead father.
He walks away, a frown on his ugly face.
I turn to my mother and ask “What makes you think that threatening me with Amelia would do me any good?” I ask.
She shrugged, “I don't know. Your wife called me and told me about your lack of interest in her. And then Amelia walks in with the guy whose death you ordered, and you still run after her.
To the extent that my son who has never agreed to work in his life agrees to be under someone. Just so that he can be close to her. Even when she would not spare you a glance"
My grip tightens around my gun. So many images run through my mind.
That night, Kayden's house was burnt down.
Seeing Amelia for the first time.
Amelia is crying for her grandmother.
Amelia”s car accident on the news.
I know I f****d things up they would never be able to forgive me. If she wanted to forget me she would have disappeared and never appeared again, but he did and she wants me.
I sit upright looking at my mother “That is not happening. Okay? Amelia is mine. She wants me as a mother and not Kayden. She is mine! Mine! Mine!..”
“Enough!” My mother snaps hitting the table.
I stop and she shakes her head briefly. It's such a shame that I had to bury someone like you. A really big disappointment. Affect everything I have put on the line for you.
She kicked you out of the company. If you are meant to be doing anything now you are meant to be thinking of how to destroy her and right now you are thinking of how to get her trust and be with her.
Do you realize how messed up it is that she is with Kayde?. I expect you to fight her and Kayden not your wife and certainly do not expect you to marry your wife!”
“She needed to be shut up .mother. She was taking too much and calling me pathetic and…”
“And she is correct. You are f*****g pathetic. This explains your acting. All you think about is "oh how would I destroy and kill people…”
She keeps on shouting at me, insulting me, and suddenly I am back to being that sssscencyear-old boy whom shehouted at because I was a slow child and had difficulty in speech.
I am the same man whom she shut down at the table and called me pathetic because Kayden got a higher mark than me.
Pathetic! Pathetic! Useless!
Those are her most used words.
To some people their mother is a blessing to them and to them it is a curse. A very bad one at that.
To me, mothers are highly unnecessary.
“You know who is also pathetic?” I ask to cut her short.
She heaved a sigh "Who?”
Eric walks in with the glass in his hand. He walks toward me and places the cup on my table before returning to his position just beside my mother
I take my gun and before he can grab his own from his table. I shot him twice.
She had her hands shaking. The blood stains her white shirt
She rushes to meet him, and he is lying on the floor, blood gushing out.
“You know who is also useless. You mother. A mother who brings her lover to her son just so that he can blackmail her is also useless and worthless and pathetic.So pathetic that as beautiful as you claim to be, you give yourself affirmation after making money. You are lonely. You are the pathetic one not me!”I'm scared at the top of .my voice
She picks up the gun leaving the dead body and rushes to meet me. She pressed the gun to my head “How dare you. I am going to blow off your f*****g skull!”
“Go ahead. Do it. I dare you”
She pressed it hardest, hardest, sweating, tears in her eyes.
Then she drops the gun “ I know the best way to hurt you. And that is to hurt Amelia. I would do to her what you did to me. A lover for a lover”
I stood up from the chair and looked at her. “You were in a thirty-year relationship where you cheated almost all the time and daddy never found out till he died.
You pretended to be so in love and mourned him for five years.
Has it ever occurred to you that I learnt from you? That I might not love this woman as much as I do?
That you could hurt her and I would have a flying f**k to give?” I ask
She remains silent, blinking principles.
She believes it.
She believes the lie.
Or she almost did.
“We would see”
“Yes we will”
I push her side and walk and twist the door. I know how mad my mother can be.
And I would have to protect Amelia N to make sure she is safe till I get her.
Even if it means pressing to be her secretary.
I need her to be where she is meant to be. By my side.
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