I waited until we reached the top of the hill to place my foot in front of the wheel of my chair. I meant what I said to Claire. There was no one better suited for Leo than me. I just had to make Leo see that Claire was the wrong choice and remind him of how compatible we once were before this “accident”. Claire knows that I want Leo. If only she’d give up now and admit her impeding defeat.
This woman was pathetic. After executing the first part of my plan, I watched her examine the wheels while holding onto my chair. She really didn’t want to hurt me but I had to make it seem otherwise if I wanted Leo. I used all my might to push her and throw off her balance. Watching her as she lost her grip on my chair and the horror of watching me fly down the hill - desperately trying to save me. This may hurt but I know once I scream - Leo will run to my side and he’d never believe this was an accident. Thus, driving the wedge between him and Claire. A wedge large enough to drive him into my arms. Claire was no match for me. I’d make sure of it. I fly down the hill in my wheelchair bracing for the painful impact. I hit the pavement with my forehead only slightly as I partially caught myself. I needed an injury if this was going to be convincing but I didn’t want to be too injured to play the poor abused disabled woman. I then waited for Claire to catch up and played the victim. A fearful and traumatized disabled woman who has the kindest heart with only the purest of intentions. As Claire rushes to my side, I see Leo running down the hill with his infamous eyes of fury and they’re directed at her. I can’t believe how much can be done in so little time. I’ve been able to divide the marriage of my childhood love and his wife, divulge his family, falsely-accuse Claire of abusing little ole me and have Leonardo rushing to my side and saving me at just the mere sound of my voice. I cower at the sight of Claire. I needed everyone to believe I feared her - no matter how pathetic that might sound. It would add to the story’s credibility which was necessary if I planned of getting Leo to abandon his wife. Ugh. Even the mention of title to Leo made my stomach turn. As Leo reaches Claire, I watch him push her to the ground with no regard to come to my aid. He scoops me up in one swift moment and reassures me that the doctor is on the way. I cling to him happily as I watch Claire over his shoulder. If only she’d give could see me smiling. I believe I accomplished exactly what I intended too. Too bad, I might have a scar in the process.The last few weeks have been a haze. From finding out that I’ve killed someone, to being pregnant with another set of twins and raising our boys, Logan and Lucas. Life has been busy but our house is finally being cleared from its previous status as a crime scene. I watch as our home comes into view and remember all the things my therapist had told me. ‘A place does not hold memories of trauma, we do. You cannot blame yourself for having a reaction to an action. You are healing. You will be okay.’ I see Leo smiling at the front door as he waits for Elena and I to approach with the boys. I hadn’t seen Leo since that day. I had stayed at jasmines along with Elena and asked for some time. After all that I’ve been through for him, I had to sit back and reflect on whether this was something I would be able to recover from and if my marriage to Leonardo was worth this trauma. I had been disfigured, threatened, kidnapped, abused, attacked and forced into miscarrying. The last year of my lif
Did she shoot me? I feel this pain in my shoulder and I grasp it but I don’t have time to process as I stumble back in response to the force of that one small bullet. Never in a million years did I think she’d actually fight back. She’d always been a pest and nuisance but never confrontational.What changes a woman so abruptly?“Motherhood.” My mother says as I lose my balance, falling over the banister from the second floor.“Would you have felt this for me?” I ask in a daze. I remember killing my mother but never thought once about how she felt or what her thoughts were in her final moments and I’ve never bothered to ask. “Even after what I’d done to you?”“Yes. I would have ran through the flames of that house to find you.”“Why?”“Because you’re my child. I would’ve done exactly what she had done to you if the roles were reversed. That is motherhood.”“But you can’t save me now.” I say sadly as I feel tears building in my eyes.“I can’t. But I can hold you.” She wraps her hands ar
I feel a pulsating pain radiating through my skull and sit up slightly to find a broken vase at my side. Charlotte must have done this. Where is she? I look side to side but am stopped when paramedics rush to assess my wounds. It wasn’t until they bandaged my head that I remembered what had happened. Charlotte was trying to kill Claire. I have to stop her. I jump up and push the paramedics back as I rush up the stairs to find my wife.I’m met by Mason just at the top of the stairs and I can see Claire crumbled down to the ground. She looked like she’d seen a ghost and although her body shook, she was still.“Claire!” I rush to her side and try to ground her by wrapping myself around her. Mason tells me that she is the only one able to account to what happened here. Thankfully our boys were alright.“Elena, did you see what happened?” I ask as I watch her put the boys down for naps. “Yes, Mr. Leo. Ms. Claire was protecting the boys and myself. She did well.” She says sadly as she watc
Even with the storm, I could swear that I heard a gunshot and I quickly jump out of the bed to grab my own and arm myself as I run out the door. “What’s wrong? Where are you going?” Jasmine calls after me as I run down the driveway.“Call the police and give them Leo’s address. I think they’re in danger.” I yell back as I continue running, holding gun and preparing to fire at any assailant. I push the gate open and continue down the block to their home where I see a random car parked. This couldn’t be good.I quickly pull my phone out and call the facility to check Charlotte’s status but there’s no answer. I decide to abandon that thought and focus on the danger ahead. I push forward as the wind threatens to sweep me from under my feet when I finally catch a glimpse of their house. Everything seemed to be intact but I had to make sure. I run to the door and knock but hear no response until I kick down the door. Just as I walk into the threshold, j see Leo is unconscious on the ground
Leo asked that I wait upstairs while he checked the door. I scoot closer to the bassinet where the boys were sound asleep and watch the door carefully. I didn’t realize how long I had been holding my breath until I see Leo reappear and let out a deep sigh and gasp for air.“It’s okay. It must’ve been the wind.” He says as he rushes to my side, holding me form doh long over as I try to inflate my lungs rapidly.“Okay.” I nod quickly as I continue heaving.“It’s okay. We’re all fine.” After a few minutes of silence, I hear my alarm on my phone indicating that it was, once again, feeding time. “How about you stay here and I’ll grab the bottles.” “No, it’s okay. I can do it.” I reassure him. The truth was that I needed a moment alone. I then get up to get my pump supplies and their bottles while Leo watches the boys as Lucas had begun to stir.I could still feel the weariness of the storm lingering over me as I descend the stairs and walk towards the kitchen. It felt like I was walking
Some may think it’s odd that I’d feel so comfortable as to knock on the front door, even to knock as though it were urgent. But there was a method to my madness. I know Leo. He’s far too chivalrous to allow Claire to open the door, nonetheless during a ramped storm. He’s going to be the one to come to the door and while he makes his pace, I’ll be making mine to the back to find a point of access and try to catch a view of where my target was.I watch as Leo goes to the door and I have to fight the urge to run back to the front and jump into his arms. I watch as he examines the area and returns inside and I find that the back sliding door’s lock had been damaged by the falling debris. Just my luck coming into play, I have the perfect point of entry.“You cannot do this! You cannot harm those you love.” My mother screeches at me in the pouring rain.“I would never hurt Leo.”“But you have.” I decide to ignore her. Seeing as I could be heard at any moment.I wait until I see Leo go back