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

When I heard a crack of glass somewhere in the house, I was frozen with fear. “Hello.” I swallowed hard and walked into the kitchen to check the source of the sound. There was no one there. Walking to the backyard, I surveyed the garden, but there was no one to be seen. Turning around, I went upstairs to Maura’s room, only to find it empty. As I noticed her entire room filled with her and Scott’s picture, my heart sank. In her walking closet, I examined her expensive dresses, shoes, purses, makeup, and lingerie. Scott’s clothes occupied the other side. Reaching one of his t-shirts, I smelled it, instantly feeling his warmth. 

A squeal escaped my lips when a tall shadow covered my body. “Are you stealing something, love?” I turned around and looked up at him with wide eyes. 

“Scott...” I whispered in surprise at seeing him. With dark, angry eyes and a snarl in his mouth, he looked furious. 

“What are you doing here?” he demanded as he moved forward and invaded my personal space. 

“I came here to...” I lost my voice when I didn’t know what to say. After releasing a deep sigh, I returned to the counter, placed his t-shirt there, and walked out. 

“Camille!” he called angrily behind me. “Stop now!”

“Just leave me alone!” I shouted softly before leaving the room. 

“I said stop the fucking now!” he roared, grasping my arm and pushing me against a nearby wall. His musky and sweet smell washed over me. “Stop now!” He exhaled furiously. 

“Now, what do you want from me?” I gritted my teeth, glaring at him with the same fervor. 

“Everything!” He blew out. 

My stomach tingles when his eyes focus on my lips as if he was about to kiss me. “Let me go, Scott. I’m tired.” I tried to yank my arm from his tight grip.  

“You’re not allowed to get away from me, Camille.” He sneered. “You seemed quite comfortable with Conan Arthur,” he said with a hint of jealousy while running his eyes down my body. “You look completely filth in this dress. Don’t be what you could never be.”

His remark hurt me but I didn’t let it touch my face as I kept my expression neutral and said sweetly, “As long as Conan Arthur likes my brand-new look, I don’t give a damn about others’ views.” 

And it twisted his gut, as I could tell from his expression. “Anyway, you’re tart.” 

Angrily, I broke myself free from his grip and shoved him off. “You make me sick to my stomach, bastard.” I marched towards my room but froze the moment he shouted from behind me.

“You don’t even remember what day it is today, Camille Davidson?” It confused me when I heard the pain in his voice. “Today is your mother’s death anniversary.” 

Dazed, I turned to him, gazing at him in shock. “What’s the date today?” My voice was barely audible.

“September 22…” 

“What?” I whispered as tears gathered in my eyes. “How could I forget it?” I held my head in my hands, staring at the floor with blurry vision. 

“Do you remember that night when your mother tragically died?” I said nothing as he continued. “She was begging and crying for you. She wanted to see you and hear your voice the last time, but what were you doing when she was taking her last breath…?” He stepped forward, and I shook my head, unable to hear that. “What were you doing?” He shouted, causing me a jolt violently. “You were fucking my brother while your mother was dying in a hospital bed.” 

“Please stop it now!” I pleaded while covering my ears with my hands. “Please…” I squeezed my eyes and my disastrous past flashed across my eyes as if it happened yesterday. 

He stopped just an inch away from me. “She’ll never forgive you, Camille Davidson. No one will forgive you.” 

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