Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
What the fuck did you do to her you fuck? I calmed my racing heart by taking deep breaths and held her closer because she’d started to shake uncontrollably.
The murderous rage will have to wait, revenge will have to wait she needed me now and I hope like fuck I knew how to do this.
"Blossom, baby that's just not true, look at me, you didn't kill your mother."
"I was too happy, you made me happy now I have to die, he was right."
"No baby he wasn't, he lied to you your whole life. Look at me...Ashley look at me." She turned almost dead eyes my way and tore the heart from my chest.
Keep it in check Thorpe, don't lose it now, later yes, but right now she needs you to be rational.
"You did not kill your mother, children do not kill their mothers, if that were true my mother would be dead and so would all the mothers of your classmates.
I kept my voice even and light even though it was killing me to just sit there and not run and find his ass and end him for this. Even this he’d stolen from her the fuck.
"But…it's true, it has to be. He said if I was ever happy I would die. I've never been happy before and now I am for the first time and I'm going to die."
Her body was a block of ice but I refused to let her go into shock, which seemed to be where she was headed. How much more could she take?
What other bullshit was she carrying around in her head that he’d put there over the years? I’d been so cocky thinking that I could undo the damage he’d done. I had no idea of the true extent of this man’s evil.
Death was too good for him I needed him to suffer. Death is final, he’s not getting off that easy this motherfucker is gonna bleed.
"Baby please I'm begging you, please listen to me. I know you had nothing to do with your mom dying but the proof is at home."
She looked at me disbelievingly. I took a deep breath, what I was about to say was all kinds of fucked up but I had to shake her the fuck out of this fugue she'd gone into. That bastard had done a real good job of convincing her of this bullshit. I’m going to take great pleasure in fucking his shit up.
Any qualms I might've had were vanquished completely by this. He was no longer human to me, not that he'd been much of one to begin with, but this, this was beyond fucked up.
To convince your only child, a young beautiful girl, that if she found happiness in life she would perish that. Just…fuck.
So now I'm left with the unenviable task of trying to shock her out of this way of thinking. I was so not looking forward to this shit but she needed a wakeup call and she needed it quick.
"Do you want to have an abortion?" I wanted to burn off my tongue as soon as the words left my mouth. She jerked as if I'd punched her.
"What, no, what...Gideon...how could you?" She tried to get off my lap but I held her tight. "Blossom be calm, I don't want you to have one either but if you believe our child will kill you then there's no way I'm going to let that happen."
"But it's just an innocent baby."
"Not if it's going to kill you." Please let this shit work; please don’t let her start thinking of me as the fucking monster.
"But..." She covered herself protectively as tears flowed down her cheeks.
"I don't know what to do, what should I do?" And that's when I knew why I'd chosen to tell her here, why I didn't wait until we were at home.
"Come with me."
I settled her in the electronic chair I'd gotten her to get around in. There was no point in her hobbling around on crutches all the time, this way she could use the chair when she grew tired. I didn't want her over tiring herself anymore than she had to.
We headed to the fifth floor, the nursery and exactly what I expected to happen did. At least I hadn’t been wrong in this. I knew her, knew my baby’s soft sweet heart he hadn’t been able to blacken that.
Her whole face lit up when she saw the babies. I knew it would, how could it not? With that heart there was no way she could destroy our child.
All that was left to do was rebuild her from the ground up. The damage was worse than I'd ever imagined but it could be fixed I'd see to it. I leaned over and kissed the top of her head and she got as close to the glass as she could staring from one tiny bundle to the next with a look of wonder on her face. That’s my girl.