CHAPTER 8

VALESKA

I got out of the cab and got into the building, climbing the stairs, approaching Steve’s floor.

I stood before his door and found it slightly open. And when I pushed it slowly to see the interior, I found both male and female clothes with undies, scattered just at the door, giving me a hint on what’s going down.

I invited myself in without making any noise, and picked the sound of music, coming from Steve’s bedroom.

As my chest grew tight and my hands balled into a fist, I walked over to the room, heard another sound amidst the song playing, and looked through the slight opening to see Steve on the floor, in between the legs of the same woman I saw him with outside the salon, thrusting into her hungrily!

“Ah, yes, baby! Kiss me. Kiss me,” The lady hissed, wrapping her arms around Steve’s neck, as he lowered his head down and kissed her passionately.

They moaned according to the rhythm of the song, while Steve’s waist swayed like a pro, banging faster and faster into this lady’s hole, with his head tilting back, showing a sign that he’s about to cum.

“Baby, say my name. Say you want me,” he begged, increasing his speed.

Before the slut could sing his name amidst her moan, I angrily barged into the room, shocking Steve with my presence!

When he saw me… “SHIT!” He panicked, pulling out from this lady, as his cum came splashing on the floor!

“Val?!” Steve stared at me in shock, quivering on the floor.

The lady he was just messing with, was first afraid by my presence, but switched to shock when she saw Steve’s semen splattered on the floor between them.

“Are you kidding me? I thought you said you had the condom on?!” She gasped, getting on her feet.

“Were you trying to pump all that into me? You bastard!” She groaned, grabbing the remote to the music player, throwing it at him.

Steve shielded his face from getting hurt. Then he proceeded to lie to this lady, telling her that the condom must have gotten stuck in her when he pulled away.

But there was no damn condom in her pussy.

If there had been, it'd be sticking out.

“Fuck you, Bastard! I can’t believe you tried to impregnate me!” The girl cried, rushing past me.

Steve didn’t bother to go after her. He remained on the floor and turned to look at me, giving me a cold stare to show how mad he was.

“Look at what you’ve caused, Valeska. You ruined everything!” He snapped, expecting me to shake or make a reaction.

But I didn’t.

I just gazed at him with pure coldness, as every love and desire I once had for him, vanished from my heart.

“You ruined my chance of happiness with your meddling hands! I… I won’t be in this mess if you had given me what I wanted! Now that I found someone to have fun with, you ruined it!”

“It’s good that you confirmed sleeping and purposely impregnating girls without their consent is fun to you, Steve. Maybe it won’t be all fun and games after you get locked behind bars.”

“What?” His eyes popped, as he slowly got to his feet.

“Are you threatening me? Now that you’re a cop, you’re threatening me?!” He scoffed, laughing out loudly.

That only made me hate him even more.

“Laugh all you want, Steve. I’m sure Bella, Cynthia, Casey, Anita, Florence, Beatrice…” I began naming all the girls he slept with and got pregnant without their approval.

That’s when he knew I was dead serious about this.

“They’ll be glad when they get the news of your arrest. Now be a good boy and get dressed. You don’t want to get dragged to the station with your dick when the cops come,” I said, taking a step back.

Steve was shocked. He no longer had any words to pour out of that latrine of a mouth.

He fell on his knees and began to tremble, as he lifted his eyes up to me and began to cry.

“Valeska, don’t do this to me. Is… is it because I blocked you? Baby, I’m sorry. Please.”

He crawled towards me, almost touching my legs.

“GET BACK!” I snapped out of disgust, almost launching a kick at his face.

Steve drew back at once and bowed, reminding me of all the good times we spent, and claiming to still love me.

“I only did this so I won’t touch you without your consent. I love you so much, Valeska. I respect you a lot.”

He’s insane if he thinks I’m stupid to believe that crap.

If not for those ladies at the salon, I wouldn’t have known that Steve had plans to take my virginity, impregnate me and disappear out of my life.

He would have left me with a burden that I cannot bear.

A burden similar to what Dante inflicted on me.

Monsters, that’s what they are!

Fed up with this, I took two more steps away from the door, reminded Steve of the penalty he’ll face for all his atrocities, then turned to leave.

Just as I was approaching the door with my heart crumbling finally, Steve came from behind, wrapped his arms around my waist, and began begging me to forgive him!

The moment I felt his dick poking me, that horrible night came flashing back to me, with my own cries echoing in my brain!

And just like that… “ARGHHH!” I lost it, slamming my elbow right into Steve’s face with full force, sending him to the ground!

“FUCK!” Steve screamed, holding his face!

I stared at him, breathing heavily, and saw blood streaming through his fingers, startling me at once!

“You Bitch! You broke my nose! Fuck!” he cried, rolling on the floor.

I trembled when I saw this and immediately ran away, feeling fear overpowering me.

Not fear of attacking my ex, but fear of getting attacked from behind and raped again.

I thought he was going to pin me down.

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That night at home, John and I were talking on the phone about Steve’s case.

I had submitted a report about his crime as well as some phone numbers of the ladies he had been screwing.

The women at the salon gave it to me to help me gather more evidence to trap my ex down.

“I’ll reach out to them in the morning. Too bad Mr. Casanova got away before we showed up to arrest him,” John sighed over the phone, while I hummed, showing my understanding.

Steve ran away before the cops arrived at his apartment to arrest him. He’s now a target of the police.

I'd like to see how long he can hide.

“So, Val. Did the commander tell you what your reward would be?” John asked curiously, changing the subject.

I smiled and said, looking down on my table where I had my gun and magazine of bullets facing me, “He didn’t. But I’m waiting to see what he has in store for me.”

“Sweet. Maybe it’s a promotion to Captain or something even better. Scarlet is going to shit her pants if you get a higher promotion than hers.”

I chuckled with tears flowing down my eyes.

That’s because my soul was being hunted, and I want to set it free from this torment for good.

Before John even called me, I already sent a letter of transfer to Commander Donald, requesting he transfers me to another branch, far away from Solace Bay.

Less than a minute later, he called to find out my reason for the sudden decision, and angrily rejected my request, pointing out the fact that I recently started with my job and cannot be transferred.

He even said I hold the most important task at the station and cannot leave Solace Bay.

I already saw this coming, so I’ve prepared myself for the second option.

“A promotion sounds nice,” I said, placing my phone on the table, picking up the gun to load in bullets.

“It’ll be great to have you as a Captain, Val,” he spoke sweetly, making me sad.

“Thanks,” I said, putting the first bullet inside.

John then decided to end the call because an emergency came up. He promised to call me back and then proceeded to cut the line.

“Sorry John. This will be our last call,” I spoke with pain, staring down at the gun in my hand, letting my tears flow.

All that came to my mind was the pain I’ve received so far from my father, Dante, and now Steve.

It was too heavy to carry and to even share.

I don’t know how victims who went through this same hell, managed to survive it.

I am a weakling. I don’t have the power to hold on anymore.

I wanted to call my uncle and say my final goodbyes to him, but I chose to write a letter instead, placing it where it’d be seen once my body was found.

He would have tried to stop me, and… I don’t want to be stopped.

I rather join my mother in heaven than to live another day with this trauma.

“One bullet should do it,” I said, placing the head of the gun in my mouth, ready to pull the trigger.

But just then, my phone began ringing.

It was my commander calling!

When I saw his name pop up on my screen, I lowered the gun to pick the call, wondering if he called to change his mind about my request.

But instead of that… “Cathaway, there’s a serious emergency on the ground. Dante has escaped. He’s on the run.”

“What?” My heart flew right into my throat, as I got to his feet at once, feeling every part of my bones shaking.

“One of the officers saw him jumping over the high wall in the yard and immediately alerted us. Officers are out searching for him. I need you to go out and arrest him.”

“But…” I swallowed, tightening my hand around my gun, thinking about my decision.

With annoyance in my voice, I said to my commander, “Isn’t this good news for the station? With him gone, the prison will no longer have a bully terrorizing both cops and inmates. I bet he’s making his way out of Solace Bay.”

“Good news?! Cathaway, that’s not good news but bad news for our station! If the Chief learns that he escaped our station, we’ll all be facing a serious problem from the head!”

“There are a lot of things you don’t know, Cathaway. Dante has his own power over us, which you can’t see yet until you’ve sunk deeper into this job fully. But there are people on his level, higher than us cops, who want him locked up for good to rot away!”

I froze, recalling Dante’s words at the bathroom that morning.

He really wasn’t bluffing when he said he could make the commander fire me.

Who is he?

What kind of power does he have?

“Cathaway, please, I need you out there. If you do this, I’ll reconsider your letter and see to it that you get your transfer far away from Solace Bay,” he said, making my grip around my gun loosen.

Then with a sigh, I agreed, which pleased my commander.

He gave me info on Dante’s last sighting, pleading with me to hurry out before he ends up doing something crazy.

I agreed and ended the call, rushing out of the house with my gun in hand.

That call changed my plan to take my own life.

If anyone is dying tonight, then it’s Dante.