Hope and revenge episode 21 – 22
HOPES AND REVENGE
EPISODE 21
ALEXA’S POV.
I’m trembling.
I bite down on my lip hard till I taste blood, hoping it’ll help st©p my trembling but it just keeps getting worse.
I blink,trying h@rd to keep my tears abay.
I stare at William and then at the woman on the wheelchair
I feel like I’ve met her before, but I can’t recall. I just can’t renember anything especially with the fact that she’s currently howling insults and throwing stones at me.
. I don’t bother to save myself.
Maybe, just maybe I deserve it.
But why? That’s the question I can’t seem to get an answer to.
Why is she accusing me of being the reason for her current condition? I don’t know yet I feel a pang of guilt hit me and I can’t pinpoint exactly what the matter is.
“Do you know her Alexa?”
William questions and I keep my mouth shut.
What am I supposed to tell him? That I don’t know her yet I feel like I know her? It’s like I’m caught between a rock and a h@rd place.
To stay on safer side, I just keep .my mouth shut.
“Alexa?”
William calls out again,obviously expecting an answer.
An answer that I dont even have.
“What are you still doing here? Get her out of here! Go!!”
The woman continues to scream throwing every object she could pick from the ground at me. Mother what’s going on? plea-se st©p hurting her. She’s my boss,I work for her”
William tries to speak
“A witch! She’s a witch! Its all her fault!”
She screams back.
“I don’t un-derstand mother
. What..”
“She’s the one who hit me!”
She yells and my eyes wi-dens in shock.
I didn’t need to look at William to know the look on his face mirrored mine.
“She’s the girl who run me over and left me to bleed and die on that lonely road. It’s her William! Tell her to leave this instant!”
At her outbur-st,William slowly turns to face me while I dre-ad what’s going to happen next.
“Is. That. True?”
His voice was slow,precise and dangerously low ma-king me cower in fear.
I grip my purse ti-ghtly and gulp.
“Is. That. True?!”
He shouts this time and I flin-ch.
I gulp again.
“William… Umm. I.. I don’t know.. I.. Can’t..”
He cuts me off with a sadistic laughter.
“You don’t know? You run my mother over and you don’t know? Wow Alexandra Wallace, you’re such a gem aren’t you?”
He sneers,tears building up his eyes. I reach out to t©uçh him.
“Will I …”.
“Get your fv¢king hands off me you lying bit-ch!”
He growls and I whimper at the insult.
He goes on to say more but was interrupted when Mr Dante walks towards us.
I forgot he was waiting in the car.
“Anything the matter?”
He asks looking between Will and I.
“No. Everything is okay”
I plaster a fake smile on my face.
“Yes. Everything is okay. Perfectly okay”
William repeats and I don’t miss the double meaning behind his words.
“I thought you said you were going to get some clothes?”
“Ugh no. My clothes no longer fit me so I think I’ll just buy new ones on the way”
he lies.
Mr Dante looks suspicious for a minute but then he sighs and decides to let the matter go.
“Very well then. Shall we? We need to arrive before sunrise”
“Sure”
William answers and goes to hvg His mother.
He whispers something into her ear and her eyes fli-cks to meet mine for a split second.
After a while, he pu-lls away.
“I’ll call you mother. I promise”
he says finally and she nods,her eyes still on me.
I turn and follow Mr Dante into the car while William gets into the drivers seat.
I see him grip the steering wheel so h@rd his knuckles turn pale.
I sigh.
The rest of the days ahead are going to be dark days for me.
I just know it.
****
Following the GPS, the car finally Comes to a halt after ma-king so many st©ps to get some rest.
Its probably one am now.
I look up and realise we’re in front of a beach house.
Though it’s very dark, I can still see it’s magnificent beauty.
Sounds of sea waves fill my ears as the breeze b!ows over my face and I sigh in contentment.
I didn’t even get to say goodbye to Lydia and Sophie.
I hear shuffling behind me and I turn to see William unpacking the luggage, mostly mine.
He doesn’t make eye contact as he brushes past me.
He never even tried to make little conversations with me like how he did when he started working for me.
He comes out later and st©ps.
“Well this is where I leave. I would have stayed but something urgent c@m£ up. So I need to return before sunrise. I’ll come back with more groceries. For now,the food in there is enough to last a day for the both of you. And William, I’ll arrange for your admission tomorrow itself so you can begin the online cl@sses as soon as possible. I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess but at the moment,I trust only you to protect her. It’s only for a short while. I’ll increase your salary in two folds as well and get you a doctor to come check up on you”
Mr Dante briefs us.
“I’m glad to be of help. I knew what I was getting myself into when I applied to work for such a powerful family.”
William answers in a flat tone.
“Good. Get some sleep. I’ll leave with the car and return it. And don’t worry, I’ll take care of Fraser and Marcus”
he tells me as he sli-ps into the car and I nod.
I watch as he drives away leaving William and I alone.
As soon as he was out of sight, William turns and marches into the house.
I follow him to the kitchen to find him drinking a gl@ss of milk.
We have to talk.. I know he needs answers. I too need some answers. Taking slow steps,I close the distance between us.
“William, can we talk?”
I whisper.
All I get in return is silence..
“William,plea-se. Hear me out”
I try again. I notice his grip on the gl@ss ti-ght£ñ as he keeps drinking.. I know he’s this close to snapping.
“William..”
I was cut off this time by a thun-derous growl as william pushes me away harshly and smashes the gl@ss onto the kitchen wall.. I fall.
I whimper as the gl@ss shatters and crawl away from him as he advances towards me.
His eyes, dark and lethal. Without a word, William reaches for his moustache and tugs on it f0rç£fully until it comes off,revea-ling his face.
I g@sp.
I watch on as he opens his eyes wi-de enough and insers his f!ngerson the pupil.
To my horror, he pu-lls out something from his eyes revea-ling his brown eyes.
That’s when I realise.
He was wearing fake moustache and contact lenses to change his original eye color all this while. Those eyes.
Mr cutie.
William. William Wilson. Fear grips me.
“Remember me Alexa?”
He finally pu-lls off his beard revea-ling his clean shaven face and I g@sp again.
“Wi..William… Y..you..”
I stutter.
Shock paralysing Me completely.
It was William Wilson.
Mr cutie.
My driver.
William Wilson and William Gordon are the same person.
“W..William”
“You bit-ch!”
He growls and grips my hair.
I yell in pain.
“You singlehandedly destroyed me! You imprisoned me for something I didn’t do ma-king me lose my admission! Because of you I’ll forever be known as the ex convict who attem-pted to r*pe a rich man’s daughter. Because of you, I was stabbe-d in prison and left to die! And now it turns out, it’s because of you my mother has been confined to a wheelchair and without a surgery she’ll remain a cripple!”
He shouts in my face and I whimper.
Tears building up in my eyes.
“William. I… I swear I can’t remember.. I’m..I’m.sorry.. Your.. Mother…”
I stutter hopelessly
“Don’t you mention her name with your filthy mouth! I told you didn’t I? I told you to watch your back and that the day I get re-leased I’ll come haunting for you? You thought I was bluffing yet here I am. You’ve done so many things to me Alexandra. The most unforgivable was hitting my mother and leaving her to bleed to death! You’re a heartless br@t! You disgust me! I fv¢king hate you! I curse the day I met you!”
He spits in my face gripping my hair ti-ghtly.. I try desperately to crawl away from him but he drags me back harshly.
HOPES AND REVENGE
EPISODE 22
Read – Law of affections episode 14 – 15
I gr0@nwhen a broken gl@ss pierces my th!gh drawing out blood.
I fearfully look up at him, re-ady to plead for forgiveness,for my life but all I could see was a different person.
He looked Like a monster re-ady to devour me.
He gr-abs my chin and f0rç£s me look him in the eye.
“It’s just you and I now Alexa, in a beach house, in a deserted place, far away from everyone. I swear to God I’ll hurt you. I’ll hurt you so badly you’ll beg for your life. For as long as we remain here I’ll make your life a living hell!”
A lone tear Cascades down my cheeks and he wipes it.
“Tsk tsk tsk baby doll. Don’t cry. Trust me, you’ll need a lot of tears to shed later. You’ll pay. You’ll pay for falsely accusing me. You’ll pay for trying to get me killed…”
What?. Me? Get him killed?
“William what are you…”
He cuts me off again, gr-abbing my arm. I wince
“And lastly, you’ll pay for what you did to my mother. I swear you will”
“Y. You’re hurting me Will… plea-se”
I sob.
He just laughs.
A narcissistic and sadistic laughter.
“I just started baby doll”
he says and begins to t©uçh me.
“Remember how you accused me of attem-pted r*pe? How about I commit the crime for real this time hmm?”
Instinctively, I beguyn to kick him repeatedly, crawling away from him.
No,no,no! He pins me to the floor, gr-abs my dress and rips it ap@rt.
Leaving Me in just my br@ and un-derwear.
I cover my che-st with my arms as I shake with fear and sobs.
You can’t let him r*pe me God.
plea-se let me prove my innocence.
. Don’t let him hurt me dear Lord.
“William plea-se. Don’t hurt me. Not this. Don’t do this,plea-se. Have mercy”
I plead but his eyes held no mercy.. Only anger.
Fury.
“For months I nursed this hatred I have for you. I did. But the final b!ow was me finding out what you did to my mother. You’ll pay! How dare you hit her and run away! Don’t you know she’s the most important person in my life? Huh!”
He sneers, hovering over me.
I curl myself into a ball, trying to get out of his grip, yet I gsil miserably.
I’m too weak.
I’m just a psier compared to his strong build.
“Today I’ll make you scream. I’ll commit the crime you accused me of. For real this time!”
William gr-abs me f0rç£fully, gr-abs and then rips my br@ open.
“Nooooo!!!
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*** ru-bbing the remnants of sleep away from their eyes, they both stare at the woman who was standing in the dark, a shawl covering her head and half of her face.
“Any news?”
She asks and they lazily shake their head, yawning.
“Damn it! Where could she be?”
“We don’t know mother”
they answer simultaneously.
She frowns.
How could she disappear the face of the earth within just twenty four hours?
“It’s one am Marcus!”Exactly why we should be slee-ping by now. You didn’t have to wake us up at this ungodly hour”
Marcus yawns and Alice clenches her fists, tem-pted to sl@p the stupidity out of him.
“You fool! I meant she should be home by now
. Where could she be at one am?”
“She never returned from her lectures. Even the new driver is no where to be found”
it was Fraser’s turn to reply.
Hmm.. Alice sm-irks. Probably they were hurt and were currently hospitalised.
Or better, dead.
“Fine then. Go to be-d”
she dismisses and her sons hurriedly make their way back into the mansion while she covers her face with the shawl and dissappears into the night…
*****
WILLIAM’S POV
“Noooo.!”
Her screams fill my ears yet again, enraging me the more.
I can’t stand her pain.
I can’t stand her screams.
I can’t stand her tears.
And I can’t stand the fact that I’m the one causing her this much pain.
I’m angry.
Angry at myself.
Angry at her for giving me reasons to inflict pain on her.. I watch as she curls herself into a ball and shakes violently.
Her breathing heavy and coming in short spams.
“D..don’t…h..hurt…m…me…plea-se”
she cries,covering her n-ked che-st.
For a second I want to console her but then when I recall what she did, dark thoughts fill my head once again and in rage, I gr-ab her hair and yank her forward.
. I descend into her n£¢k and begin to k!ssall over the skin r0ûghly, sliding down to her collarbone. Letting go off her hair, I yank her hands away from her che-st and grip her brea-sts h@rd, digging my nails into the flesh while my other hand goes to her un-derwear… She stiffens immediately, her entire b©dy shaking violently.
Damn it, damn it!.. Damn it! I re-lease my hold on her and punch the wall,in a bid to re-lease some anger.
I may be angry without limit but I’m not that much of a monster to r*pe someone.
How dare she?.
Why her of all people?.
“Why Alexa? Why??!!!!”
I scream punching the wall repeatedly until it cracks and my knuckles begin to bleed.. Even my damn wound is bleeding now.
I grip my hair and tug at the roots harshly..
“I swear to God I wouldn’t hesitate to hurt you physically if you were a man. Why did you have to be a female? Huh? Why did you have to be the one to cause me so much pain. Upon all the seven billion people on earth why did it have to be you to hurt me? Why?!”
I yell at her in frustration.
h0t tears blind me and I blink them away… She whimpers.
There’s no way I’ll cry in front of her.
“W..William… Y..you’re b..bleeding”
she moves to t©uçh me and I flin-ch.
“Don’t fv¢king t©uçh me! Get out; get out of my sight before I do something I’ll regret. Leave! Out of my sight! Out out out out!!!!! fv¢king get out! Out out!!!”
I scream repeatedly punching the wall and she scrambles off the floor and runs back into the guest room, gathering her torn clothes
Damn you Alexa! Damn you!
***********
ALEXA’S POV
One week.
It’s been a whole week since we got here and life has been hell.
Ap@rt from ma-king occasional video chats with Lydia and Sophie and having my two hour online cl@sses, to say I’m lonely is an un-derstatement.
William has been giving me the silent treatment.. Anytime our eyes meet, either he clenches his jaw and looks away immediately, or he glares at me threateningly.
I know it’s taking all his will power to restrain himself from hitting me or saying something he’ll regret so instead, he gives me the silent treatment.
And it’s the worse form of punishment I sigh.
I’m currently sitting on the sofa adjacent to him, watching him type away on a l@pt©p Mr Dante got him few days ago after his admission went throu-gh.
From the way he’s clenching and unclenching his jaw, I know he knows I’m staring at him.. I sigh again.
All alone in this beach house without stepping out and having someone in the house yet I can’t talk to him is driving me insane.
I have to make a move.
We need to talk and clear things up.
b!tt!g myl-ip, I get up and slowly make my way towards him.
He begins to type fas-ter and I know he’s aware I’m near him.. Reaching near him, I kneel beside him and t©uçh his th!gh… He flin-ches but doesn’t take off my hand.
“Will… Can we plea-se talk? It’s very lonely around here.”
I say softly.
He st©ps typing and clenches his fists, shuts his eyes and takes in de-ep breaths as if composing himself from snapping.
“William… plea-se don’t avoid me. L..let’s talk…” Silence. I sigh. “William I’m very hungry and…”.
Suddenly I feel my b©dy fall to the floor as he pushes me.
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fv¢k up will you?!!”
He screams
“William p..plea-se”
He pushes the table aside and bends to gr-ab my hair pu-lling me up.
I wince.
“Y…you’re hurting me”
“And I will hurt you if you don’t fv¢king st©p talking to me! I’ve done so much as restrain myself from doing you any harm Alexandra, don’t test my patience!”
He yanks at my hair… Oh God, it hurts.
“Don’t talk to me you b*itch!”
He yells.. Okay I’ve had enough! He can’t keep calling me a bit-ch whenever he damn well plea-ses when I can’t remember what I’ve done.. With every ounce of strength in me, I yank his hand away from my hair and sl@p him h@rd.
“St©p calling me a bit-ch for once!”
I scream with tears in my eyes.
He staggers back in shock at my audacity but I couldn’t care less right now.
I might as well get this over and done with and deal with the consequences later. “You…you hurt me William. You hurt me so much with your words. They fv¢king hurt got it? I’ve endured all your harsh treatments and spiteful words for long but not anymore. You’re hurting me William, plea-se just st©p!”
I breakdown in tears, not bothering to st©p the waterworks cascading down my cheeks.
It hurts when you’re being accused of something you can’t even recall.
I feel my breath hitch, black sp©ts dancing in my line of vision as dizziness overwhelmes me. I g@sp and lean into William, gr-abbing his shi-t to look into his eyes..
“Y…you didn’t even bother to ask my side of the story. You haven’t bothered for once to ask me to tell you what I know. What if your mother is….”
I don’t get to finish when he steps away and gr-abs my arm, nails digging into my flesh as he eyes me dangerously.
I hiss in pain.
“Lying? You mean to say my mother is lying? Such audacity you have you lying bi…”
“Don’t say it… Don’t call me a bit-ch plea-se.”
I cut him off in a low voice. I’m tired. I want to.sleep.
. Struggling to keep my eyes open, I look up at him.
“G..give me a chance”
“You have that chance now so speak!”
I nod and hurriedly begin to explain.
“….then we left the bar to go home.. And on the way…”
I trail off as my mind draws a total blank.. I can’t remember the rest.
Oh God, I need to remember.
Suddenly, he let’s go off of me as he laughs humorlessly.
“You’re such a pathetic liar. You can’t even come up with a good convincing lie.”
“It’s not a lie!”
I scream my defense
“Then prove it! Prove to me that I should trust your lying self instead of my mother!”
Ignoring his hurtful words, I close my eyes and focus on that night.
All I remember is me driving the car to the bar.
That’s all. But I need answers, I need more.
I keep focusing until I see myself enter the car my mother bought me.
And then everything goes blank again.
Damn it! I focus again.
Then I began to hear voices in my head.
My voice precisely.
Screaming.
“St©p the car! You’re going to get us killed! St©p!”
I hear my myself scream.
There and then, I c@m£ to a conclusion.
I wasn’t the one driving but who was?.
I shut my eyes again trying to remember.
A sharp pain courses throu-gh my head and I gro-an .
My head aches badly but I’m not st©pping.
Not today. Not now.
I need to know what happened.. And I will
***
This time, I hear laughter. An evil sadistic,dark laughter coming from a female.
Suddenly images begin to flash to and fro in my mind and I gr0@nas I feel another headache coming on.
There were so many flashes that I couldn’t concentrate but I need to.
I need to know who was behind the steering wheel that night if it wasn’t me.
A blurry image suddenly flashes and I see myself in the car, it was going at an unusually t©p speed.
I turn to the driver to tell him/her to slow down but all I get is an evil laughter.
“I’ve always waited for this day dearest friend, to kill you and watch your life seep out of you till your heart st©ps beating.I will gladly plug out your heart with my own two hands and cut it to pieces!”
the person says.
That voice. I know that voice.
But where, how? I keep repla-ying the voice in my head repeatedly until the image of the person behind the steering wheel appears albeit a little unclear.
I try to out the pieces together.
That face. That voice.
That laughter.
And that’s when recognition hits me.
And the last thing I remember from that night before finally p@ssing out was…. Lydia’s face
TBC