Sorry
Fearful Of MeEvery noise, every movement no longer matters.
I lie lifeless over Kai’s shoulder, my body stiff with shock. My beautiful baby, murdered by that…thing. If I ever see her face again I will kill her, I will aim the barrel of the gun straight at her disgusting face and pull the trigger. Thinking about killing her gives me some kind of sick thrill, a dark happiness spreading throughout me, revenge.
I clutch onto Kai tight, seeing a BERSA CC in his back pocket. If I see her I want her to beg for her life, just like my daughter would have begged, but my daughter would have known how to defend herself, she would never have begged.
“We can stop for a while”
Kai and Baekhyun are both out of breath, I climb down from Kai’s shoulder, wandering into the room we stopped by. But Kai grabs my shoulder “You can’t just wander off…”
I say nothing back, just simply grabbing his hand and squeezing it before pulling him inside the room with me. To my surprise it is a room stocked with various clothes, I then suddenly get an idea, taking off my gown.
I watch as Kai’s face goes red, I roll my eyes, my heart soured and squeezed dry from passion “Please don’t flatter yourself I need new cl-“
He is suddenly right beside me, holding a dress up for me, keeping eye contact “Wear this, I think it will suit you”
I shake my head “Nothing like that, I need pants, something I can run in”
I pick out some easy fit jeans and a shirt which I can move comfortably in, I also put on shoes as going barefoot would hurt after a while. Kai turns me round by my shoulder “You said nothing when I told you what they did, but now you are acting strange, tell me what is going through your mind”
“I want to kill your mother” He puts his head against mine, looking into my eyes, which I make sure portray no emotion “I am going to kill her if I see her”
I hug him, moving my hand slowly down to his pocket where I grab the gun “I thought you would be more upset then out for revenge…”
I whip the gun into my own pocket “You think I’m not upset? You want to know how it felt to give birth to something so beautiful, so innocent. And then to have it all taken away by someone who can’t even call herself a mother, it burns my heart, half of me is gone, I don’t even think I-“
He swiftly grabs my face, kissing me passionately. The heat from his lips and the memori
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