Chapter 4

ISABELLA

"Hm......." I heard a moan by a very familiar voice which made me move closer to see if it's just my imagination or is it really the person I think it is.

"God baby you are incredible"

As I moved closer, I could hear the voice clearly. It sounded like him but my stubborn thoughts want to believe it's not him until I see it with my own eyes.

His moaning was getting closer and clearer and louder still I don't want to believe it's him.

Finally I got to the damn room and to my disappointment, anger, hate, hell heart break, betrayal and pain it was the bastard.

Donald.

The man that has ever consumed my soul. That has caught and caged my heart. That I have ever loved and can never stop loving.

He was on top of that filthy witch! That good for nothing roadside slut!

He was pounding her like the world depended on it and I could see how she is reacting to the pleasure she was getting from my own HUSBAND!

I turned away, for I couldn't look anymore. The sight of them gives me an agonizing pain. My heart was breaking into something more than just piece.

"Why Isabella.... don't look away" I heard the wench! Speak. "Come on ......I want you see the rightful place our Donald is meant to be. Which here....inside me"

Slowly I swirled and looked at her. She was caressing his head as he pounce on her, her eyes on me

My eyes was filled with tears and she gave an evil laugh. So loud that it echoed the whole place.

"You piece of trash! You are going to pay for this. Both of you!" I screamed out yet I couldn't hear my voice but my fast heart beat, alarming pain, heart break and betrayal.

Donald turned his head to me and our eyes met but he was still pouncing her.

"You see this Isabella..... She is so good and so sweet. More and better than you. You aren't even half her sweetness." He said with all seriousness in his words and eyes which were dark looking at me.

"Hmm" the bitch moaned.

"You bastard!" I yelled but crying. "I'll kill you for breaking my heart like this!

"Oh. You have killed us the first time. You can't kill us twice. We only exist in your head and you can never kill us again" He began laughing and the basic tramp joined him. But their laughter turned into moaning.

Their moan went louder and louder, echoing the place.

"Stop!" I screamed as my both heads covered my ears.

"Stoppppp!!!!!!!!"

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"Stop!!!!!!."

I stopped screaming as soon as I realized where I was. In my bedroom. My heart was beating very fast and I was panting like one who just got back from an hundred meter race. Sweat was all over me and tears was filled in my face.

My eyes went to my nightstand where my alarm clock was.

It was two am.

Oh god.

"Mum"

I looked up and I saw my son coming to me. Gosh I forgot that he is around. I will surely feel comfort and secured in his embrace.

"Son" I stretched out my hands to him and he took it, sitting down close me as he embraced me. I rested my head on his chest and indeed I felt comfort.

Am so glad you are here. My son.

"Son..." I began sobbing.

"Shush... "He said rocking my hair. "A nightmare?" He asked and I nodded. He knew about my nightmares but not about my killing Donald and that piece of trash part.

DAVID

"It's okay mum" I said as I consoled my mum. I thought her nightmares had stopped but this shows that it hasn't. She was still crying, holding my sleeping shirt tightly.

I could remember those times she use to have nightmares like all night. At just a sound of her voice, I would run into her room and hold her. She likes me holding her. It helps her calm down.

She really loved my dad but he treated her like she doesn't matter. He cheated on her by sleeping with another woman. Mum main nightmare use to be her seeing him sleeping with the same woman over and over again.

I wonder why that shit still hunt her even after dad's death. She has even refused to marry again even up till now I have become a grown man. Her love for my dad is too strong that's why.

"I saw him again" she spoke up, discarding me from of my thoughts.

"He was having sex with that bitch in front of me!" She cried and my heart ached at the pain she was feeling. That good for nothing father of mine still had the guts to get to my mother's head even at his death.

"He said am not half his tramp. He said she is more better than me. I hate you Donald! I hate him so much! Why did he do this to me?!" She cried out loudly making me close my eyes as I held her. My shirt was wet of her tears.

"Shush mum. Am here now. He won't hurt you again. He is gone for good okay? Stop crying please" she nodded still holding my shirt. I really wish I could take this misery away from her. I don't like what it is doing to her. Sometimes I get afraid that it will kill her one day cause these are one of the things that kill people.

But mum only get like this at night. During the day she goes back to her normal strong and tough self. She goes to work and be the boss lady that she is and you won't believe that at night she is this weak and vulnerable like she is now in my arms.

God please I don't want anything to happen to my mum. She is all I have.

That faithful night my dad left with his things, I hated him. He made my mum cry. He pushed her away like she doesn't matter at all. I was only six then but I felt a kind of hatred towards him that a six year old don't normally feel. He promised to visit me regularly but he didn't.

All because of some worthless woman.

She is lucky I was just six then. I couldn't do anything and now she is dead. If she was alive, I would have dealt with her. I would repay her for putting my mother through pain.

Sighing, I looked down and I saw that  she has fallen asleep. She normally do that when I embrace and comfort her and she won't have that damn nightmare again.

Slowly I lay her on the bed and cover her with the sheets. She adjusted in it and slept well. I stood up straight my hands on my pocket as I watch her sleep.

I love my mum so much that I would do anything for her. I don't think I'll ever go back to California. She really needs me close to her. I'll have to stay here with her and take care of her. I'll look for a job here so I don't feel idle.

Right now mum is my priority. Am going to be by her side all through. I'll take good care of her.