81. The Tragedy.

[Megan]
"I came as soon as I heard." Liam rushed into the hospital ward.
I looked up at him from my l position on the hospital bed and tears poured out of my eyes.
"What happened?" Liam asked and when he got to me I turned my face away from him.
"I didn't ask you to come here, please leave."
"What Meg, what do you mean, please tell me what is going on." He begged and tried to touch my arm but I snatched it away.
"Ouch." I whimpered in pain as I moved my hand away from his touch.
"My darling please tell me what happened, who did this to you?" He asked.
I kept quiet, crying silently because I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth.
After learning the truth last night, my mother had beat me and Nana till we both fell unconscious, Nana was currently in the next ward adjacent mine and I had no idea what state she was in.
I had bruises all over my body, my mother had hit me with the rod in all parts of my body, she hadn't stopped even when I began to bleed over the floor.
She just kept telling like a maniac, screaming the same sentence over and over again.
"I'm going to beat that child out of you."
And she did.
What she had done was despicable and I could never forgive her for that, I'd already decided to press charges when I left the hospital.
I couldn't believe how much my mother hated me, I still remembered the look in her eyes while she was hitting me, she knew what she was doing and she did it consciously, she truly wanted to kill me with her own hands.
I learned that she was waiting outside after I regained consciousness but I was adamant about not seeing her.
The first thing I'd asked about immediately I regained consciousness was my baby, I remembered feeling a very sharp and stabbing pain in my abdomen when my mother hit me there with the rod, I tired to block my stomach with my hands but my fingers had been broken too.
Nana had tried to block my at first but that didn't stop my mother from hitting her, two bows to the head later she collapsed beside me and I started screaming at my mother that she was going to kill Nana but she didn't care, she said Nana was a filthy employee anyway.
"Please Megan, please talk to me."
I hid my face with my hair as Liam walked to the other side where I was facing, my face was badly bruised and I had a lot of stitches, on the bridge of my nose, my forehead, the side of my lips, my jaw.
My face was badly bruised and swollen, it was very hard for me to open my mouth and speak.
I no longer felt pity for my mother, I no longer felt indebted to her because of how she held the family and supported my career after my father died.
All I felt for her now was hatred, resentment and anger, she had killed my child and I would never let her go without suffering for what she'd done to me.
Liam began to sob beside me when I wouldn't still talk or look at him and it began to hurt me, his sobs turned into a full on wail and I couldn't ignore it any longer so I turned to him and began to wipe his tears with the side of my face that wasn't swollen.
My fingers were broken and bandaged so I couldn't use my hands.
I would have sat up but my lower body felt like it was on fire because of the pain I was found through, luckily she hadn't done a permanent damage to my spine but she had hurt me and I couldn't walk or sit up for now.
"I lied to you." I sniffed and winced as I spoke because my lips were hurting.
"It's alright, it's alright, you don't need to say anything, except the name of the person who did this to you or some sort of description."
"It was the woman who gave me life." Tears poured out of my eyes as I spoke.
"What?" He frowned. "Why?"
"She found out about the baby and so she beat it out of me." I sobbed loudly.
"What do you mean?" His face hardened and his hands squeezed into tight fists.
"The baby, Liam, the baby is gone, my mother killed our child, she beat it out of me." I cried uncontrollably.
"I'm so sorry dear." He comforted me, tears pouring down his face. "I thought she was supportive of us."
"No, I was much too scared to tell her before because of her reaction but I did not expect her to do something so terrible." I cried.
"It's alright, Meg, I'm here for you, I won't let her touch you ever again." He gritted his teeth. "I don't hit women but I promise, I'll make her rue the day she laid hands on you."
"That's if I don't get to her first."
"Rest now, my love, nothing and no one will be able to seperate us, you just rest and get better, you have a lot to recover from." He pecked my head and stood up.
"Please can you help me check on Nana, she beat her too until she fell unconscious, I want to know how she's doing and if she's awake." I said.
"Alright, I'll check on her and I'll be back in a while." He said.
"I already told the doctor to inform the Police, I know you're mad but we have to do things the right way, I don't want you to get into trouble because of her."
He paused at the door, his hands squeezed into tight fists.
"Don't worry, I'll just check on Nana and come right back.
I couldn't move without feeling a million pains stabbing through my entire body, I hadn't seen myself in the mirror but even I knew that my entire face had been disfigured.
What had I done to deserve a terrible mother like her.
"She's awake and very eager to see you." He said when he got back and I smiled.
"Can she walk?"
"Yeah she can, but it's not advisable for now, she had a mild concussion."
"Concussion?" I gasped.
"She's fine, she was awake when I got there and she even talked to me." He said.
"Okay."
"I have to go now, Meg, I'll come back to check on you in a few hours." He said, checking his phone.
"Does Luke know?"
"No, but he will soon, I'll try to prevent the media from publishing any news on this so you don't have to worry about anything."
"Okay, thanks a lot."
"No need to thank me, Love, if anything I'm upset at myself for not being there to protect you."
"Please don't blame yourself, none of this is your fault."
"But it is." He murmured as he turned to leave but I still heard him.
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[Liam]
The moment I left Megan's room, I placed a call to Luke and informed him of her condition.
I could not believe that the happiest news I had gotten had turned sour in such a short while, the baby she was expecting was barely three weeks old and her mother had already caused her to miscarry the child.
I wished her mother was a man so that I could lay hands on her and teach her a huge lesson but even if I couldn't teach her a lesson myself, I would find someone who could.
"How is she?" Her mother rushed to me and tried to grab my sleeves when I was about to ignore her. "Please, why is no one telling me anything?"
"Don't you fucking lay your filthy hands on me, woman!" I yelled enraged. "Maybe it's because you fucking tried to kill your old daughter and you succeeded in killing your own grandchild that no one is telling you anything."
"That child is gone?" She asked, a look of surprise on her face.
"Isn't that what you wanted, bitch." I couldn't refrain myself and I rushed towards her, grabbed her by the collar and slammed her back against the wall.
"You fucking killed my child, bitch and you nearly killed the love of my life."
"So you're the lowlife my daughter got pregnant for." She sneered and I pressed my hand tighter around her throat.
"Hey, there, let go of that woman at once." Someone rushed over to us followed by other people.
"Please forgive me, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean any harm, she's my daughter, I didn't mean to hurt her so bad." Megan's mother started to cry and I just stood shocked at the rapid change.
Megan didn't really know her mother, she was the devil herself and she wasn't even remorseful about what she had done.
"I'm going to make you suffer." I whispered into her ear before I let go and left the hospital angrily.