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

“Don’t talk about my daughter!” she snapped, becoming fiercely protective of her daughter. “I taught her to be strong, independent, and brave so that she wouldn’t have to experience what I have.” 

“You taught her how to bully others.” 

“She punishes those who deserve it.” Her jaw clenched and her eyes narrowed at me. 

“You spoiled her. She became cold-hearted because of you.” I continued. 

Her anger was growing as she exhaled deeply, gripping sheets in her hands. “Shut up! Stop talking about my daughter. I know who she is and how she is.” 

As I stepped closer to her bed, I saw her vulnerable state. “You have made her inhuman, Mrs. Davidson.” 

Exasperated, she squeezed her eyes and shook her head. “Call my daughter immediately.” 

After letting out a heavy sigh, I fished out my cell phone and called Camille. When her phone rang, it went to voicemail. My frustration prompted me to leave a voicemail and tuck the phone back into my pocket. 

“She’ll be here in a few minutes,” I said to Christian, but she ignored me and turned her head away in anger. 

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“Where is the patient’s family?” the doctor asked while I was trying to call Camille. I had been trying to reach Mr. Davidson and Camille for three hours, but they didn’t receive my call. Either their calls went to voicemail or remained unanswerable. 

“How’s mom?” Natalie asked the doctor, as she was the only member present in the hospital while Christian was taking her last breath. I was informed by the doctor that Mrs. Davidson had not had enough time since her condition had become sensitive. 

Ignoring Natalie, the doctor looked at me and asked, “Who is Camille?” 

“She’s her first child,” I replied quickly while glancing at Natalie, who had a disappointed look on her face. “Why?” 

“Patient wants to meet her.” The doctor checked his watch before telling me, “call her immediately because the patient has not had enough time.” 

“Can I meet her?” Natalie asked quietly, stepping forward. 

“Sure.” I sighed in relief when the doctor let her meet her mother. Caden and Clarence were too small to confront their mother, so they stayed at home. I didn’t know where Mr. Davidson was, but according to Lee, he was at his favorite bar and drowning in grief. 

“Will you come with me?” Natalie asked me. 

“You get there, I’ll be right there…” I nodded while trying to reach Camille again. 

‘Hi, this is Camille speaking. I’m not available right now, so please leave a sweet message and if I’m satisfied with your text, I’ll call you back.’ I flung the phone across the wall, startling a couple of nurses when I heard her voicemail again. 

“Where the fuck are you?”I hissed out under my breath.  

“Who’s Scott here?” one of the nurses shouted across the hall. She looked worried and nervous as I strode towards her. 

“Me…” I said. 

“Mrs. Davidson wants to see you right now.” she huffed while leading me to her room and I dashed into the room. 

“Scott…” Christian said as soon as I entered the room. “Where…is…my…daughter?” I frowned when I saw fear in her eyes and that fear was for her daughter. Sighing heavily, I approached a chair next to her bed and sat down. “My… daughter.” 

“Your daughter is here…” I nodded towards Natalie, who stood at the corner of the room with a gloomy face. 

“Camille…” Christian said while her hand was trembling as she was reaching out to me to hold my hand. Immediately, I extended my hand and wrapped my fingers around her bony fingers. “I’m…worried…about…her.” She took a long inhale before trying to speak out, “she…has…been…trying…to…tell…me…something…but…I…” tears were rolling down her cheeks as she was fighting for breath. 

I squeezed her hand in response and gave her an assuring nod. “I’ll bring her. Just wait for a while.” 

“Please...I...want...to...see...her...one...last...time...” she grabbed my hand firmly, “I...beg...please...call...her...” I felt a sharp pain when I saw a mother begging for her daughter. The more she cried for her daughter, the more I became angry with Camille. 

I rose to my feet and left the room. I headed straight to the parking lot and mounted my motorcycle before driving directly to Davidson’s villa. In fifteen minutes, I arrived there and checked her, but she was not there. Caden and Clarence were playing in the garden while my father monitored them. After that, I left for Rika’s house, but she was not there either. 

“Can you tell me what’s going on?” Rika chided once she found Camille was missing for the last six hours. She had never done this before. God knows where the fuck was she. The whole month she had stayed with her mother and taken care of her, but at the last moment of her mother’s life, she was nowhere to be found. I panicked when she was not in martial arts class. Her trainer told me she had been not attending classes for one and a half months. 

“She’s missing for six hours.” I finally replied to Rika, as she was following me like a hungry hound. “Now, stop pestering me.”

“I won’t until you tell me the entire story.” she glared at me, placing a hand on her hip. “It’s your plan, right?” she said.