A lie in the church 2 episode 11 – 12

🌹A lie in
the
church 2⛪️

( 💝Love and lie 😔)

BY XONA_2018

_Full book INFO_

🙏 Read till the end 🙏

💘 chapter 11💘

Sure, I was about coming up to make sure you’re okay. Do you need anything from your apartment?”

“Yeah, some clothes.”

The elevator ride was quiet, my heart dropped when I opened the door to my apartment.

The place was a mess, things were broken and turned upside down. I gasped staring at what was left of my apartment.

“Let’s get out of here.”
Tristan grabbed my arm and took me with him to the elevator.

The ride to his house was accompanied by thick silence. Tristan walked beside me as we went into the house.

The fear was consuming me slowly, Kayden was not safe. This person will come after me, my head was in great pain and my body was sore from everything that was going on, I could feel my swollen eyes.

I climbed up the stairs holding on to the railing, my head was banging rapidly.

I paused on the stairs and gr0×ned holding the right side of my head.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s just my head.”
He took my left arm and helped me to the guest room.

I laid on the bed and closed my eyes trying to block out the memories of this place.

Tristan returned later with some fast painkillers and sedatives. I took both and laid back on the bed, he pulled the comforter up and sat next to me.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized in a low tone.

“Don’t worry about it, I have people looking.”

“I should be out looking for him not here.”
I said and tried to stand up.

“Cassie,” He held me back.

“You’re not well right now, get some rest while I go with Morris to look around again.”

“You still remember his face.”

“It’s hærd to forget. His picture is also on the news. We’ll find him I promise.”
He gave me a soft smile.

“Stay, I will be back soon.”
He gave my hand a soft squeeze and left the room.

∆
I wore the red shirt and grey sweats Tristan gave me when I woke up. I spent the morning looking for my baby but no one had seen him. Tristan dragged me home when the sun became too hot.

I stayed in the room after taking a bath, I was worried about Kayden, I couldn’t imagine what he was going through right now.

The tears rolled down to the pillow crossing my nose. There was a knock on the door, I ignored it.

“Cassie?”
Tristan called knocking, he pushed the door open when I didn’t answer.

“If you keep crying then your head won’t stop aching”
He said walking to the bed.

“Do you have the slightest idea of what he might be going through? He is just two. What if the person is starving him or yelling at him? No one is there to hold him, no one is there to….”
Tristan cut me off climbing the bed, he laid beside me and put his arms around me.

I snuggled closer crying, my whole world was crumbling.

“We’ll find him, I promise,” he said softly.

I nodded my head wanting his words to be true, we laid in silence occupied with each other’s thoughts.

“I actually came to get you for breakfast.”
He said after a while.

“If you want it here, I’ll send Morris to…”

“It’s fine, let’s go.”

Morris smiled at us as we walked to the dining, the doorbell rang immediately we took our seats.

Morris left to answer the door, we heard voices from the living room. I recognized the voices, Detective Emily and Detective James.

Morris returned and told Tristan he had guests. I left with him curious to know why they were here.

They both flashed us a smile as we entered the living room. They looked surprised when they saw me but didn’t say anything.

“Hi, do I know any of you?”
Tristan asked.

“No, I’m Detective Emily and this is my partner, Detective James.”

“Found anything about my son?”

“No, not yet.”

“Then why are you here?”
He sounded annoyed.

“Sorry to interrupt your breakfast, we need you to come with us to the station and answer a few questions relating to your son’s disappearance and the murder of Mrs. Hermione Porter.”
She said in one breath.

“Excuse me?”
Tristan raised one brow at them.

“It won’t take long, I promise.”

“Okay but I’m calling my lawyer.”

“Sure, you can do that.”

“I’m coming with you.”
I said catching their attention.

“No, stay here, you’re not feeling too well.”
I watched him leave with them, I lost my appetite and went back to my room.

∆
Tristan came back in the afternoon, he didn’t talk much. He only told me they wanted to know his whereabouts on the night of the crime.

I skipped breakfast and lunch, I was hungry before dinner was ready.

I sat in the living room forcing myself to watch the news in case anything on a missing boy came up and checking my phone every second for any message about him.

Tristan was in the kitchen with Morris, I had no idea what they were cooking.

The doorbell rang multiple times, the person was really impatient.
Morris was out of the kitchen before I could stand up.

“Miss Simpson?”
He called from the door.

“Yes, Morris?”

“I think you need to see this.”
I stood up and walked to the door, I could not believe my eyes.

“Kayden?”

He was standing in front of the door licking a rainbow candy, he was wearing a red sweater and blue jeans.

“Mom!”
I got to him before he could run to where I was.

“Oh my God, it’s you. You’re back.”
I cried hugging him tightly, he giggled in return.

“I will inform Mr. Sanchester.”
Morris said with a smile and left.

I pulled away with tears in my eyes, I looked outside wondering who brought him.

Someone brought him here but I didn’t see anyone.

“Cassie?”
I heard Tristan’s voice from behind.

There was a gunshot when I turned to look at him.

I gasped immediately I heard the gunshot, I pulled Kayden to my chest.

“Get in,side!!!”
Tristan yelled grabbing my arm and pulling me in,side the house. He shut the door quickly and faced me.

“Are you okay? How is he? Is he hurt?”
Tristan asked touching my face and searching for any injury on my body.

“We are okay.”
I said breathlessly.

There was another gunshot when he reached to take Kayden from my arm, we all docked trying to dodge the shærds of glass that came flying from the wall.

“Everyone get down!”
Tristan shouted.

I held Kayden tightly to my chest as I squatted, he buried his face in my neck.

“Don’t worry baby, everything will be okay, just close your eyes.”
I whispered stroking his hair.

The gunfire didn’t stop, the lunatic kept shooting breaking every glass in the way, some artifacts and paintings shattered on the floor.

I said a silent prayer hoping this nightmare ends soon. Things kept falling and breaking into pieces, my heart jumped to my tongue when the big chandelier fell to the ground.

Kayden increased his grip on me, I pressed my body to the corner of the wall I was using as a shield.

The person wanted all of us dead, why else would the person want to bring the whole house down?

“Shit, I left my phone in the kitchen.”
Tristan gr0×ned.

I watched him crawl toward the kitchen.

“What are you doing? You might get shot.”

“I need to call for help, stay here.”

“Tristan…”

“I will be fine.”
He cut in, I held my breath as he left.

Tears welled up in my eyes, I wanted this to be over. I k×ssed Kayden’s head multiple times telling him how much I love him.

I squeezed my eyes shut as the gunfire continued, shattering the glass panel. This was far from how I imagined my life to end.

The gunfire ceased, did the person run out of bullets or was the person loading more?
I waited for some minutes for any sound or noise from outside but heard nothing.

I exhaled in relief and put Kayden down, he was quiet but he looked confused and scared. I checked his body for any injury, I k×ssed his cheeks and hugged him.

“It’s okay,” I whispered.

I pulled away and looked at the wreckage.

Tristan?!

“Tristan!”
I stood up taking Kayden in my arms, I jumped all the broken stuff in my way.

I froze when I got to the dining, my heart sank at Tristan’s unmoving body on the floor.

I forgot how to breathe as I saw the blood on the right side of his stomach and on his left arm.

“Tristan?”

🌹A lie in
the
church 2⛪️

( 💝Love and lie 😔)

BY XONA_2018

_Full book INFO_

🙏 Read till the end 🙏

💘 chapter 12💘
I dropped Kayden gently and ran to his body, I checked his pulse and he was still breathing.

He was losing so much blood, I stood up and ran to the kitchen to get something to stop the bleeding.

I paused with a horrified look when I saw Morris on the floor in a pool of blood.

“Morris?”
I reached down and felt his pulse, I exhaled loudly when I saw he was still breathing but I didn’t know how long he’d last.

I pick Tristan’s phone immediately I saw it. Thank God it wasn’t broken.

“Oh come on!”
I gr0×ned when I found it locked.

I smacked myself mentally when I realized you could make emergency calls even if the phone was locked.

I dialled 911 and explained the whole situation and gave them the address.

I grabbed three towels and ran to the dining, I knelt next to his body and tried to stop the bleeding.

I took a glance at the kitchen, I didn’t know how to help both of them at the same time.

“Stay with me please, help is on the way.”
I whimpered touching his cheek with my bloody hand.

I took a glance at Kayden, he was staring at me oblivious to the whole scene. I smiled at him not knowing what else to say.

“It’s okay baby, Daddy spilled jam on his shirt.”
I said with a smile.

I tied one towel to his arm where he was shot while I pressed the other to his stomach.

“Cassie.”
He called weakly, he held my hand that was holding the towel against his stomach.

“I’m here, Kayden is here. Stay, be strong they are coming.”
I said sniffling.

I looked at the kitchen, I needed to get to Morris and help reduce the bleeding, I turned back to look at Tristan. He was drifting slowly to unconsciousness.

I bit my l-ips hærd trying not to let the sound of my cry escape my l-ips.

I stood up and ran to the kitchen, I grabbed another towel and went on my knees next to Morris.

My hands won’t stop shaking as I searched for where the bleeding was coming from, he wasn’t shot, something had hit his head.

I cried deeply not knowing what to do, I heard sirens.

I stood up and ran back to the dining, Tristan was holding Kayden’s hand but his eyes were closed.

I checked his pulse again, I sighed in relief when I felt something.

Paramedics ran in with stretchers and first aid kit, one took Kayden out quickly to check if he was fine.

I showed them the other body in the kitchen, I saw the cops putting the yellow tape around as one of the paramedics led me outside to the ambulance.

I felt dizzy all of a sudden, I tried to shake it off but it didn’t work.
Black dot filled my vision and soon I was falling.

∆
The sound of the clock ticking filled my ears as I opened my eyes. I blinked several times at the white ceiling before looking around me at the hospital room.

My eyes stopped moving when it landed on the last person I expected to see when I open my eyes.

“Mom?” my throat felt so dry.

“Chloe!”
She exclaimed standing up from her seat.

I gave her a dark look as she approached me, she stopped when she got the message.

“What are you doing here?”

“We saw the news, I had to see you. I was so worried, I know you hate me but please just give me another chance, I’m still your mother.”

“I don’t need your fake parental love. Just leave.”

“I love you, Chloe, I know what we did was wrong. We are sorry for hurting you, please forgive us.”
She started crying.

“I have not been able to forgive myself, I should have listened to you.”
I recalled that day, the way they all kicked me out of their lives, how they bought every lie Tristan said.

“Do you know how hærd is it trying to be perfect? You don’t even know me, mom!”
I said holding my tears back.

“I’m so sorry, none of this would have happened if I believed you, you wouldn’t be in a hospital bed or be hiding your child from the world.”

“Kayden!”
I sat up recalling what happened last night.

“Where is he?”
I asked with a clenched jaw.

“The Sanchesters took him.”

“What?”
I mumbled trying to get down from the bed but she moved quickly and stopped me.

“He is fine, they took him with them to give him a bath and feed him.”
She said softly.

I nodded and sat back, her face was w-t from her tears. I moved one hand up and wipe her tears away.

Maybe it was time to forget about what happened three years ago, I won’t keep the grudge forever, yes, they were all wrong for what they did to me but sometimes you need to forgive and leave the past behind.

I smiled at her, I still loved her, maybe not that much but she was my mother. She was trying to bring us up, the same way she was brought up but it didn’t work for me.

She put her arms around me apologizing non-stop.

“It’s fine, mom.”
I whispered hugging her back.

The door opened making us pull away from each other.

“Mom!”
Kayden s¢ræmed pulling his hand away from Nora’s grip, he ran to the bed and tried to climb but failed, he whimpered when his whole attempt failed.

Everyone in the room laughed, my mom helped him up. He crawled fast to my torso and wrapped his tiny hands around my neck.

“Hey, sweety.”
I put one arm around him and k×ssed his cheek.

“Miss me?”
I asked him as he snuggled closer to make himself comfortable. He nodded frantically.

“I missed you too.”
I whispered with a smile.

“Chloe.”
I turned to look at the Sanchesters, Nana avoided my eyes while Nora smiled at me.

“How are you feeling?”
Mrs. Sanchester asked stepping closer.

“Fine.”
I said in a monotone not looking at her.

“We are really sorry for….”

“It’s fine, ” I cut in tired of the apologies.
The more they apologized the more I think about what happened three years ago.

“How is Tristan?”
I asked and prepared myself for the reply.

“He is doing okay, he just woke up.”

“What about Morris?”
No one replied, they all looked sad.

“What happened?”

“He is in a critical state, he is under life support.”

“Did the police catch the suspect?”

“Sadly, no.”
My mom said.

“But I’m sure we’ll catch this monster.”
Nana said from the back. She gave me a sad smile.

“I need to see Tristan, what room is he?”

“Room 35.”
Nora replied quickly.
“I will stay with him.”
Nora came and took Kayden away, she gave him her phone when he started crying and tried to pull away.
He took it and stopped wriggling in her arms.

I came down gently, thank God I wasn’t wearing the hospital gown but the loosed trouser and top.

I left the room with no one paying attention to me, they were all trying to talk to Kayden.

I moved down the large hallway searching for room 35. It was four rooms away from mine.

I knocked lightly before opening the door, Tristan tilted his head to the side to look at me.

“Cassie.”
He smiled softly as I walked to the bed.

I sat on the seat next to the bed, he was naked from the w–st up, his stomach was wrapped with a bandage and his upper arm was wrapped in a bandage too.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better now that I know everyone is alive.”

“Well, I warned you. You didn’t even make it to the kitchen.”
He chuckled softly.

“You think it’s funny? What if you got killed?” I asked almost yelling.

“But I’m alive.”

“Yeah, but what if you never…”

“Cassie, everyone is fine. That’s all that matters.”

“You wouldn’t have gotten a bullet if you just stayed.”

“It was still worth a try, now stop talking about it.”
He took my hand that was resting on the bed, his hand felt cold.

“You have no idea how I feel knowing you still care about me.”
He said not taking his eyes off my face.

“Well, you’re my son’s father, I can’t hate you forever.”
I said looking away from his piercing blue eyes.

“Right.”
He mumbled and let go of my hand.

“Thanks for giving me a chance.”

“To be a father again.”
He added as if he knew what was going on in my head.

“Why not since I already s×¢k at parenting.”

“No, you don’t. You’ve been a great mother.”
I bit my smile back, we all knew that was a lie.

He tried adjusting on the bed but winced.

“Should I call for help?”
I panicked.

“No, just help me adjust the pillows.”

“Oh, okay.”
I stood up and leaned down to his body, I moved the pillows gently.

“Is it okay?”
I asked looking down at his face that was inches away from mine.

He was quiet and just stared at a s₱0t on my temple, he moved his hand and traced a small cut I got from last night.

“I’m fine, Tristan.”
I said as I saw his jaw hærden.

“Tristan.”
I called as he kept tracing the cut with his thumb and not saying anything.

“Tris….”

“You deserve to be happy, Cassie. I will never be a great guy. I returned and your life is already a mess, I tried so hærd to stay away from you but I couldn’t.”

“Yeah, I know. I wished you and your family never returned.”
I said in utter honesty, he didn’t say anything for a while.

“Are you comfortable?” I asked moving the pillow a little to the middle.

“I never stopped loving you, I still love you, Cassie.”
He suddenly said.

I didn’t know what to say. My mouth opened and closed with no words leaving.

“It’s okay if you hate me, I deserve it.”
He brushed my baby hair back, his intense gaze was almost reaching my soul.

Why did he have to say that? I wasn’t ready neither was my heart.

His hand glided down to my neck, he pulled me slowly to his l-ips, just when our l-ips were about to touch, the door opened.

Tbc…

We should thank God for Tristan
He’s still alive.

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Happy weekend to you all.