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

Chapter 31

Past

Camille

Humiliation burned my cheeks as I stood naked in front of Samuel. Sneering, he stared at my body from head to toe. “Your body is changing.” He frowned, stepping forward and stroking my breast gently with the back of his hand. I gritted my teeth and pushed his hand away. 

“Don’t touch me!” I warned him.

“Oh dear, I can’t live without you. You feel like my breath, my oxygen, my heart, and my fucking everything.” He reached out to grab my forearm. “I fucking love you. Do you get it? I love you so much. I’m scared to death. What I’ve done to you is not called rape, but lovemaking. I always wanted to make you happy.”

I cringed in disgust. “Asshole, you always force me,” I growled while punching his chest. “Get off me now and let me go.” 

“No!” he pleaded. “Stay with me, please.”

“Samuel, let go of me if you don’t want to get into jail.” 

“Please, Cami,” he begged, and for a moment, I felt pity for him, but then I realized he was a rapist, so I pushed him away from me. “I beg you, Cami.” 

“Let me go!” I screamed, and a moment later, a harsh slap landed on my cheek, making me pause in shock.

“I’m sorry,” Samuel rasped, looking guilty while watching his hand as if he hadn’t hit me. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I… I… just want to love you.”

“You’re a psychopath!” I shouted at him before grabbing my clothes and wrapping them around me. 

“Cami…! “Please forgive me, dear.” Samuel fell to his knees and begged me with wet eyes. “Don’t leave me… don’t leave me… please don’t leave me…” He broke into tears, but I didn’t feel mercy for him. All I could feel was hatred for this bastard. Ignoring him, I spun around and headed straight for the door. 

“Don’t blame me for this!” he yelled before he shot out his hands and grabbed my legs, making me fall to the ground. As a sharp pain shot through my head, I winced. My mouth began to bleed as I tasted blood. “Is it hurting?” Samuel asked once he noticed my blood and touched it carefully. 

Even though I was in pain, I did not let my tears fall on my face as I glared at him hard and spat at him. “Fuck you, bastard!” 

“Well...” he sneered before curling his fingers in my hair and dragging me to bed. “I’m gonna fuck you rough if you’re a bitch all the time!” 

“Scott will never forgive you,” I whispered, looking at him with my blurry vision. “You can have my body, but you’ll never get my heart and soul because it belongs to your brother. Do you know why I slept with you?” 

He snorted, as his grip tightened in my hair due to anger. “Because you have his face.”

And he slapped my face angrily. 

“He won’t love you!” He smacked my cheek again and made my lips bleed. “You ugly bitch!” I gasped when he ripped my panties off and thrust himself inside me. I cried out in pain. I fought, screamed, and shouted, but no one came to my rescue. He took me like an animal, ripping out my soul. Samuel Martinez was not only brutal but barbaric.

I tried one last time to get away from him, but it only caused me more pain. He grabbed a knife and sliced my shoulder brutally. Blood soaked the sheet, but he didn’t stop. He brought his mouth to my shoulder and licked my blood like a beast. “Scott bleeds your heart and I bleed your body. Isn’t it interesting?”’

“Samuel, stop it, please…” I choked. “I won’t tell anyone. I swear I won’t tell anyone. I’m pregnant with your baby...please stop it.”

“I don’t want this baby!” He growled in my face and gripped my jaw. “Do you get it? I don’t want this bastard.”

“I want this baby!” I retorted, causing him to grab a knife and stab it into my stomach, which caused me to freeze. 

My body felt numb, knowing that he had just stabbed right into my unborn baby. He sneered, as he was amused. He stabbed me again, making my body jerk in immense pain. I breathed sharply, tears flowing from the corner of my eyes as I dared to place my hand on my tummy, only to feel ripped flesh and warm liquid. “Samuel…” I rasped, swallowing hard. Suddenly, my throat turned dry as I realized I desperately needed water. My breath was shallow as I squeezed my eyes, praying someone could come to my rescue. 

“Camille!” My eyes flew open when I heard Rika’s voice. I snapped my head at her. She was rushing toward me with a rod in her hand. “Get the fuck away from her, motherfucker!” She screamed before hurling a rod right at Samuel’s head, making him grunt in pain. 

I rolled off the other side and fell to the floor. Clutching my wound with my hand, I tried to get up to my feet. “Rika!” I breathed her name and was unable to speak out properly. 

“Camille!” Rika cried out as she scrambled toward me. “Shit! You’re bleeding.” 

“Please, save my baby,” I begged her. “Please..”

She gazed at me with her watered eyes before smiling at me encouragingly. “Nothing is going to happen to your baby, okay? We’re gonna save him.” 

I glanced at Samuel, who was unconscious on the bed. To keep my body steady, Rika placed one arm around my shoulder and the other firmly around my waist. Every step was hurting me and more blood oozed from my stomach. Surely I hadn’t enough blood left to save my baby by I arrived at the hospital as I was bleeding profusely. I didn’t know at which point Samuel had stabbed me, but it felt like it was just above my belly button. 

“I told you,” Rika mumbled with her clogged throat. “He would have killed you if I hadn’t made it in time.”

“Rika.” I was about to say something, but a loud thud erupted in the air as I turned to see Samuel holding a rod with a dark smile on his face. His entire face was red from bleeding on his head. 

Suddenly, Rika’s entire body fell on me, and realization slammed into me like a cold splash of water as I saw her face. She had blood all over her face. It was she who was hit. 

“Cami, run!” she exhaled a sharp breath as her eyes half-opened. “Just run!” 

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