The following postory is the third part and is the last installment of 'BROKEN' short story series. This one is to be read after the postory posted earlier named, "BROKEN: Wrong Guy". It is highly adviced that you read the first two parts of the story before going for this third part. You can find the first two parts of this story below this chapter or by clicking on my profile from above.
The series is as follows.
Part I - BROKEN: Fake Boyfriend
Part II - BROKEN: Wrong Guy
Part III - BROKEN: Making It Right
HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR TIME READING THIS STORY!!
"I hope you know the rules babe?" He smiled like a devil, his finger rolled the strands of my hairs after he pulled his car down my apartment for me to get off.
I'd lost my innocence to my probable step dad and I could do nothing but watch how he flirted around with my mom in front of me when she was home and raped me in my mother's bedroom when she was not home.
I tried multiple times talking to my mom about Vincenzo, to see if she was willing to stay or break things off with him but my mother seemed to be too much happy and I didn't have it in me to make her sad and tell her the truth
It was MY fault afterall.
Days passed. Al once again invited me over with Vincenzo to come, hangout at her place and I told her that we'd broken off. I don't care what people thought about that anymore. I'm stuck. Although I'm not a liar anymore before my friends but the pain, that I feel gushing into my system everytime he'd break me on my mother's bed was beyond any humiliation I've ever gone through.
A month passed. It was a family dinner night. Vincenzo took us to some family place. An expensive restaurant. The candles, the whine. Everything was romantic and perfect. Just then, he proposed a toast to mom. There was a diamond ring in mom's glass.
"Will you marry me?" He asked mom dropping on his knees. Mom was happy. She couldn't believe her luck. Even though I was not happy, I couldn't still bring it up and break her heart.
Mom said 'yes' and Vincenzo placed the ring on mom's fingers. They talked, smiled and laughed together.
'Oh how romantic'
I couldn't help but excuse myself, running into the ladies and shutting myself inside, crying my heart out.
How Do I Stop Mom?!
HOW?!
It was twenty minutes later and Vincenzo came inside.
"Looks like you aren't happy, step daughter?" He smirked licking his lips
"Stay away from me!" I backed away but he only grabbed me, flipped me over and ripped my dress to slide inside me from behind and wreck my world, inflicting pain in every part of me once again.
When he was done he zipped himself up and tidying up his suit walked out meanwhile I dropped onto the ground in a complete mess. I wanted this to end but I couldn't come clean to anybody else.
A week passed and I was starting to feel weird. Morning sickness were killing me also I had puked a lot of times since morning. I was late with my periods either. I had to check if I was pregnant...?
NO-WAY!
I came back from the chemists with a test kit in my hand, I was just approaching the bathroom door, mom suddenly came out of the bathroom, so I had to hide it inside my pocket. She looked sick but her face was glowing in a different way.
"You okay?" I asked mom and she just smiled away.
I didn't care about it at that time and walked inside the loo to take the test. Yes. I was pregnant. It couldn't have been anything else but, then I looked at the other test kit kept right there. It was positive too. My mom was pregnant too. I can't believe this!!
I came out of the loo and mom called out to me, "I'm going to the doctor's honey!" and then the door shut closed. I took a deep breath. I had to tell Vincenzo and get him to get rid of this baby that he planted inside me.
I called him but the doorbell rung. It was a delivery man. He was here with a gift box for me. I signed for the gift and Vincenzo picked up the call. "I think you got the gift, huh?"
I looked at the box, it was for me. I opened it and there were a pair of plushie handcuffs inside it. I smiled. I'm so stupid. He's just playing with me and my mom. He's just enjoying the fact that he was doing both mother and daughter at the same time. And now I was going to kill an innocent life because of him. What about my step brother inside my mother's womb? Vincenzo isn't a man who would care about that. Will he?
I knew what I had to do. I just knew how I could make things right. So I sucked in my tears and played alongwith him. "Yeah. It's hot. Wild and sexy. Why don't we uhh.. do it, at your house?"
Vincenzo was surprised but he agreed immediately. He had nothing in his mind except for the fact that he was going to get some sex later that day.
An hour later, I was downstairs. Ringing Vincenzo's apartment's bell. He pulled the door open and whistled his heart out appreciating the seductive lingerie I was wearing, my mom's lingerie.
"You're looking hot?" He said and took the box from my hand, taking out the handcuffs.
I made him a glass of whine and forwarded the glass to him but instead of taking the glass from my hand, he pulled my wrist and threw me down on his bed, climbing up over me, holding both my hands above my head, trying to handcuff me. I kissed his lips and stopped him midway.
"I want this the other way round." I husked against his lips, staring into his eyes in the sexiest way possible. "I wanna do bad things to you. Dirty. Filthy. Things."
He licked his lips, the movement of his Adam's apple told me how hot my words just made him. He nodded his head and the situation was reversed.
Rubbing my bottom on him, I handcuffed him and ripped the buttons of his shirt open, starting to extend my tongue out and lick his chest.
He had his eyes closed as he started groaning with pleasure. I pull my head up once again and smirked at him the dark way this time, exactly how he'd smirked everytime he looked at me.
"It's time you go to hell Vincenzo!"
I took out the huge knife from behind me, which I brought with me when I came here. His eyes grew huge on horror looking at the that knife in my hand. I sit up on his thighs and before he could ask me not to, I had the ten inch knife stabbed right into his heart. The one stab couldn't satisfy me so I stabbed him once more. And then again and again.
"This is for cheating on my mom, for taking advantage of me, for raping me, for abusing me, for hitting me and making me pregnant. For giving false hopes to my mom. For making my mom carry your baby. For every monstrous and disgusting thing that you've done to me all this while!!"
I stabbed and kept stabbing him until five minutes later and there was a knock on the door. I gasped and came back to my senses.
"Vincenzo, honey? It's me, Lolita. Open up baby!"
It was mom.
She was here to tell Vincenzo that she was pregnant and I just- KILLED HIM.
I don't know what am I going to tell her? How am I going to face the world? I had a baby in my belly when I was not even sixteen yet. I could hear the police sirens ringing through my ears already. My entire life ahead, was ruined. Until now I was a victim but now... I was criminal myself.
I had nothing in my mind, but I did had the knife in my hand. So, before mom could bring help and get the door knocked off open, I used the knife in my hand and slit my throat.
That was the only justice I could think of at that time.
My mom doesn't deserve a daughter who steals her own mother's boyfriend and a boyfriend who eyes her own daughter. My mom; she deserved better in life.
A better and happy life which doesn't have Tessa, which doesn't have Vincenzo.
It Was My Fault, Afterall.
fuck
THE END
