His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (short story to read txt) 📗

Chapter 19

Past

Scott

“Coffee?” I offered it to Camille as she had been sitting in the waiting room for hours. Mrs. Davidson’s surgery was in progress, and it would take a couple of hours to be completed.

 

 

 

“Thank you,” she whispered, grabbing a mug and bringing it to her lips. Her hands were shaking as she sipped the coffee. “I’m scared.”

 

 

 

“Everything will be fine,” I told her as I sat next to her. 

 

 

 

“Scott...” she bit her lip before letting out a long sigh. “I appreciate you being here.” 

 

 

 

“Don’t thank me. I would have done the same if it were someone else.” 

 

 

 

“I apologize for everything I have done to you.” 

 

 

 

I scoffed. “I won’t forgive you unless you forgive me.” 

 

 

 

Her eyes were pulled away from the floor to look at me. It was obvious that she was exhausted and in pain. “I forgive you.” 

 

 

 

I leaped closer to her and touched her neck, which was smeared with my fingerprints. “If Samuel hadn’t separated me from you, I almost killed you.” 

 

 

 

“I almost killed you with the leather belt that day.” She cracked a smile while sipping coffee. “I think we’re both faulty.”

 

 

 

“Agreed.” I ran my fingers through my hair, wanting to continue the conversation. That day, I realized I enjoyed talking to this girl. “I think we need a fresh start.” 

 

 

 

“Well, why can’t we start rhi today?” she asked. 

 

 

 

“Okay, let’s begin our new journey.” It disappointed me when she brushed my hand away when I tried to touch her. 

 

 

 

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Camille and I got along well. Mrs. Davidson’s health was changing from okay to bad again as she was experiencing difficulty breathing. My heart broke for her as she was counting down the days. It was very difficult for Camille to believe, but Mrs. Davidson had just a few days left in her life. I wanted to help their family, so I started taking care of Camille’s siblings. It was my duty to prepare their food, bathe them, and drop them off at school. As Maura got back to her feet, she asked about my busy schedule. Instead of telling her about Camille, I told her I had started a part-time job in a garage. My lack of time frustrated her, but I dropped by her house so that she wouldn’t doubt me. 

 

 

 

After parking the car in the hospital parking lot, I got out and headed toward the entrance when I heard a man groan. “Fucking buddies.” I sighed and continued walking, but paused when I heard Camille's voice. “Samuel, stop it!” 

 

 

 

With a twist of my head, I gazed at them and was taken aback by their intimacy. Camille was lying on her back on the hood of a white car as Samuel was fucking her. It was hard to decide if she felt pain or pleasure as her eyes were closed. I couldn’t see her properly, but I could say my brother was enjoying every second of her. The sight of them together made me rage blindly as I clenched my fists harder. I wanted to break them up, but I couldn’t because of my brother. His love for her was unconditional. 

 

 

 

“Um...” Samuel whispered softly, kissing Camille deeply. “You’re so gorgeous.” I cringed at the sight of his naked back. His jeans piled to his knees as he was having a pleasant time with his girlfriend. 

 

 

 

“Ahh...” Camille cried out and for a moment I heard the pain in her voice. “Samuel...” Before I could hear her further, I walked off the parking lot and headed directly to Mrs. Davidson’s room. 

 

 

 

“I am sorry, Christian..." I felt my eyebrows raise when I heard Mr. Neil Davidson’s voice. Peering through the ajar door, I listened to what was happening inside the room. “I love you, honey,” he begged as he grabbed the hand of his unconscious wife. “Please don’t leave me. I could never have predicted that my small mistake would bring you to this state. Didn’t I behave selfishly? You tried to kill yourself without thinking about what might happen to our four children.”

 

 

 

“You cheated on me with your ex, Neil.” Mrs. Davidson’s voice was lurching. “She should have been with you.” 

 

 

 

“Christian!” Neil cried out like an injured animal. “I beg you for mercy. It was not intentional.” 

 

 

 

“I beg your mercy. Just let me alone and call my daughter.” Mrs. Davidson said in an angry tone. Despite her weak voice, she was eloquent. 

 

 

 

“Oh, I...I love you, dear.” 

 

 

 

“When you impregnated her... that was the end of our love,” she moaned as she was struggled to breathe. “I need you to call my daughter.” 

 

 

 

Neil jumped to his feet and rushed outside. I quickly scurried into the next room to hide, sighing with relief when he disappeared down the hallway. 

 

 

 

I knocked softly before entering her room. “Come in…” Christian called out as I opened the door and walked in. “Scott.” 

 

 

 

“How are you feeling, Mrs. Davidson?” I asked in a rough tone.

 

 

 

“Pain, hurt, and betrayal.” Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she was sucking in a breath. 

 

 

 

“This is your karma, isn’t it, Mrs. Davidson?” I smirked despite seeing her in severe pain.

 

 

 

She let out an empty smile as her eyes focused on the ceiling above her. “I did what I wanted in my life. At least I would be dying peacefully.” 

 

 

 

“All you’ve done is hurt and humiliate people. And now, you’ve taught these things to your daughter…” 

 

 

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