Chapter 106
Olivia purses her lips before talking. I can feel the temperature rising now and from the look on my father's eyes, he knows nothing about what Vic and I said, well except for the fact that he slept with her. The thought of it makes me want to gag. Ew!
Dad moves closer to Olivia and his tall figure makes Olivia seem smaller than usual. She looks scared. Oh, she better be! Because all I know is that the Trents are the wrong breed to cross. Vic and I once got into a fight with other kids at the foster home and whatever happened that day, made the kids over there respect us. 'Never mess with the Trents' was what they said. Olivia and our mom are the Sanders, but when our mom got married to dad, Daniel Trent, she became a very different person. A Trent. No wonder she shot my dad that day.
"We're waiting for your response, Olivia Sanders," I say.
"I... I didn't–"
"Please! We all know what you did because you did it to us," I say. "Even though daddy was alive I know him too well, he wouldn't ask you to cut us off your paycheck or chase Vic away."
"I didn't mean to. Please, forgive me–" I rudely cut her off.
"Olivia! Did I just hear that you cut them off your paycheck? And you chased Vic away from your house?" my dad turns to face me. "It was my money, not hers, I was the one indirectly paying for your school fees and other things and she dared let you suffer like that?" he barks then turns to Olivia. "I won't tolerate that and I won't even try to hit you but... You will not last three months without my help!" he yells. "I trusted you and you repay me by torturing my children? No one... And I mean, no one, is allowed to treat my children with disrespect, I'll make sure you pay for what you did," he hisses through gritted teeth. The scar on his face makes him look scarier than ever! How did he get that scar?
"Please, Daniel, I am so sorry, I don't know what came over me," Olivia begs.
"Really? 'I don't know what came over me' is what you told my wife after you'd drugged and seduced me and used me, Olivia! You and the devil are one and the same. Because you've accomplished your mission, you came to kill, steal and destroy. You've stolen my money, you've destroyed my family and you have killed the little bond that I had with my children. They've changed and I have no doubt that it's because of you," he grunts and the veins on his temple are protruding, he's breathing heavily, he is livid, he is about to do the unthinkable.
He's not wrong. At all. I changed. I, became a rebel because of her, I hated her and the fact that she was the only one who had to take care of us. I actually never wanted to leave the foster home, but she dragged us out of there, so I decided to become a nightmare to her. I never did anything that she asked me to. Dyed my hair, started cursing, alot! And I still do and I don't fucking regret it!
"I'm so sorry Daniel," Olivia cries and kneels down in front of my dad and I roll my eyes. What a waste of tears. Crocodile tears to be precise. "Forgive me–" my dad stretches his arm and holds on to her neck, tightly. What is he doing?
He lifts her up. She's struggling to breathe.
He's choking her!
"Dad!" Vic and I say in unison but his anger has already taken over him. He can't hear us, his fingers are tightly wrapped around her neck.
"Dad, stop this, right now! You're gonna kill her!" I shout at him but he's still choking her, with one arm, lifting her off her feet. He seems stronger than I can remember. "Dad if you kill her, I'm never going to forgive you. Ever!" I yell and he comes back to his senses and lets her go.
She lands on the floor like a dead bird and coughs, gasping for air.
"I'm calling an uber, I can't stand this anymore. I'm leaving," Vic says as he turns to leave.
"You're not going anywhere Vic and don't even bother calling an uber, there's never been any cell service around here," I inform him.
"What? Why?" He asks.
"Ask your father, he's right in front of you." I shrug and point at my dad.
If anyone is trying to call me right now, I'm unreachable. Indeed, it's the street of the fucking damned!
"Daniel, I don't want to be an enemy to you," Olivia finally speaks.
"You tortured my children, why didn't you pay up the money I sent to you? They both deserve to learn. I just don't get it," dad states bitterly.
"Wait... You said you gave her money to pay for our education? Like, for the two of us?" Vic asks and whatever he's getting to hits my brain faster than you can say tumbleweed.
"Yes," dad says.
Oh boy. This is not good at all.
"I've never been to university, she said she didn't have much money," Vic complains, his eyes displaying total fury. Dad turns swiftly and his right arm goes straight to Olivia's neck again, choking her. This time, tighter than before. She's kicking her feet as soon as he lifts her up. She's scratching his arms, trying any way to get his hand off her neck.
I can't just stand here and witness a murder.
"Dad, no!" I shout.
"You could die in here and no one would ever know, no one would come looking for you!" he hisses at Olivia. Her eyes are bulging.
It's true. This place is a secret territory. She'd die and not a single soul would know about it.
"Enough!" I stomp my foot on the solid ground to display my anger. Dad lets her go and she coughs.
"This is not what I expected this night to be like. It's my birthday and all of you have ruined it!" I sniffle. My hands are trembling as I yell my lungs out. "In other cases, a daughter would be happy to see her father who'd been gone for years but in my case... I'm more than pissed. We suffered alot daddy. If you hadn't hidden yourself, we wouldn't be here right now, I'd be celebrating my fucking birthday with my best friends. I wouldn't be here watching my father try to kill my aunt. I wouldn't have this dyed hair. Vic wouldn't have done drugs." Dad's brows raise. I shouldn't have said that but fuck it! Who cares? So I continue.
"He would have furthered his studies." I pause to swallow saliva, my throat is dry from yelling. "But you know what? We survived, without both of you and we still can. Who knows what would have happened if you hadn't suddenly 'resurrected'?" I finger quote the last words. "Vic would probably be some casanova and drug peddler in the south side and maybe, just maybe, I would be some excommunicado like John fucking Wick! I am tired of all this fighting here and I want the truth from both of you!" I point at my dad and Olivia. "As of now, I don't want to see you Olivia, you've betrayed my brother and I, so leave right now before I continue what my dad had started," I grunt. My jaw feels tighter than ever and my chest is rising and falling like I just concluded a marathon.
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