CHAPTER 52

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Rose stood in the middle of the hall, opposite Brian, like a cold, rock hard statue, eyeing each and every movement of the dark sinister man who was analyzing the evidence of her baby in his hands.

He kept smiling at her, eyeing her up and down and finally resting his eyes on her chest, he spoke, "You've become so much more beautiful, Rose." His eyes rested on her face now... "So much more radiant, and fully pregnant." His devilish smile was back again.

In that cold silent room, Rose shivered, listening to his voice, to the heavy rain pelting against the windows and flinched as she heard the sound of a dark dangerous thunder rumble as it left its traces around the house. She noticed him dropping his head down to look at the other test strips on the table.

"You needed so many tests to make sure that you have that bastard's child in you?" he looked at her stomach with a frown on his face.

He dropped the strip on the table carelessly and released a loud sigh, as he shook his head side to side.

"He cheated on you, and you are still with him, ready to marry him and start a family of your own. Who does that, Roseanne? I never knew you were such a dumb woman!" he looked at her, watching her expression change from fear to anger, as she gritted her teeth and fisted her hands.

"You have developed some anger issues I see, easy to rile you up, eh?" he spoke again.

"Come with me Roseanne. I am here for you, once again. Do you know what all I had to do to get back to you? I will protect you, Rose. We can get this baby out of your body soon, washing every trace of him..." those words hit her hard and she yelled back at him before he could finish his damned sentence.

"Get out!"

"Listen to me, Rose" his voice was painfully pleading her as he started to move, walking around the table to get closer to her.

"Stop right there, Brian! I said get out! How dare you come inside my house and talk to me this way.

He stopped in front of her and caught hold of her hands in his. "Shout at me all you want, baby. But please, just listen to me...calm down first..."

"Robert! Robert!" She yelled, trying to remove her hand from his iron grip. She was almost getting hysterical as she felt blood rush to her brain, hitting it almost painfully

He looked at her and smiled once he heard that name. He was pretty sure it was that dead corpse in the car outside the house. She observed how fast he changed his expressions and emotions - so damn sinister.

"It took only one bullet to bring that big man down. It's wonderful what a gun can do..." he whispered and she stopped all her movements once his words sank in. He reached out to one of his pockets and removed his gun and placed it on the table, right next to the test strips.

Her entire body trembled with fear and there was no one to help her out of this house now. She had to get out for her baby. She somehow will find her way out. And when she was strengthening her resolve, trying to not be affected by what he just said, he spoke again, completely breaking her into pieces.

"This was not the only thing I had to do to get closer to you, Rose..." he said, as he came closer to her, so close that their breaths mingled and he smelt of cigarettes and alcohol. " Remember Martha and Jade? I had to slowly eliminate everyone to get closer to you...so many sins all at once. But I don't care love, you are worth every single murder I am compelled to do." By now her eyes were moons, tears formed in them and flowed down her cheeks. Perspiration spread across his forehead and on his upper lips. His drunk, unsteady self found a very sadistic pleasure in watching the tears wet her cheeks. He wanted to kiss her and hold her, never letting go.

"Oh my god..." she whispered, taking big steps away from him. She hit the wall and pressed her back against it. If she feared him before, she was now terrified of him.

"Don't go away from me, I won't harm you, baby girl. Come here, Rose. He lowered his voice, holding his hand out to her. "Come here..." he cooed.

Nothing could terrify her more than this situation. He had killed Martha and he had butchered Jade's body into pieces. What about Robert? Oh my god....

"Alex..."she closed her eyes and whispered, praying that he would hear her, praying that he would come help her. This silent whisper did not go unnoticed by Brian.

His demeanor completely changed and he seethed with anger. "I will kill that bastard. He is the only one left. Once I have you, I will hunt him down and his baby inside your stomach will be gone too..." before he completed his sentence she reached out to a knife in one of the stands behind her and aimed it at him. She held out the knife pointing at him with both her hands, to stop them from shivering with fear, to stabilize them.

"Tell that once again, you sly bastard and I will pierce this damned thing into your intestines. Leave me alone!" she yelled, all at once.

He smiled at her, calm and collected, his drunken eyes assessing her every movement. Within this time, her phone went off and she immediately looked at her phone that she dropped on the couch next to her bag. To her dismay, the couch was behind Brian, and she would have to pass him to reach the phone. By now, Brian had reached the couch and held her phone up in the air, as the caller lightened up the screen.

"My one and only...Cheesy as fuck!" he laughed, finding it amusing. "I never thought you would save his number this way...I am kind of offended..." the phone went silent and it started ringing again...

"Alex, oh my god...please no..." she felt extremely deflated and weak, not able to help herself. "Oh my god...no..."by now Rose started to cry, looking at Alexander's call blaring her phone.

"How do we shut this bastard up?" he muttered to himself as he disconnected the call the second time.

The air inside the house felt extremely thick and cloudy. It was like poison, suffocating her to death, making her feel light headed. She prayed to God for Alexander to drive up here, to knock off the door and kill this devil inside, but it seemed impossible. The chances seemed so bleak that it made her feel dreadful. She had to get herself out of here soon, before it was too late.

Brian's back was towards her; he was dismantling her phone and pulling out the battery. She pulled herself together and held onto the knife tighter. Before she moved, the gun on the table caught her attention. She immediately took the gun from the table and aimed it at him as she threw the knife down. Brian was alerted by the shuffling behind him and immediately turned towards her once h had dismantled her phone. He smiled as he watched her aim the gun at him.

"Do you really wanna kill your future husband now, my dearest? Put the gun down, baby" he spoke, with patience and care which disgusted Rose to the core. The fear in her spread deep down her bones and it tormented her entire existence.

"Get out or I will shoot you this instant, Brian." She spoke, looking at him straight into his eyes.

"Rose..."with raised hands, he made an advance towards her.

"Stop right there! I said out! Get the fuck outta my house!" she yelled.

"Calm down and put the damned gun down, Roseanne! You are testing me right now. Don't tempt me baby!" he had the guts to talk her out of this situation. Hell no, she was going to see blood if he did not stop right this instant.

"Don't...." before he could speak she pulled the trigger at him and he got shot on his left shoulder.

Rose instantly froze once she saw blood but she kept herself alert. She tried to make a run to the door but she instantly felt a sharp pain pierce through her on her thighs. She looked down and found the knife that she threw on the ground a few minutes back were now deep inside her flesh...

She hissed with pain and her face was wet with sweat and tears. Her entire being screamed for help. Brian still had a strong hold on the knife that he pierced inside her flesh. He immediately pulled it out, twisting it just to cause more pain and damage. She let out a loud painful cry and fell on the floor.

"Oh my god....no....oh god...please let me go, Brian. Please, don't spoil this for me. Please...."she pleaded him.

He dropped the knife down and his own tear stained face looked at her solemnly.

"You made me do this. You made me do this..." he was turning hysterical now, and Rose knew, something was going to end. It was strong feeling and she couldn't shrug it off.

"You made me hurt you. You will never love me. You even wanted to kill me. All you women are wicked and selfish! You all are like my mother!" he yelled, and picked up the knife, slamming it into her other thigh once again. She screamed with pain and terror. She feared for her life. Her baby...Alexander...

He clutched onto his shoulder and turned around, searching fiercely for something. He looked so in rage that he looked as if he wanted to kill. In the meanwhile, she tried to drag herself out of the house, but he immediately caught hold of her ankles and dragged her into the house, near the kitchen and kicked her on her stomach with force.

"You all deserve to die!" he said and walked into the rooms to search for whatever his twisted mind wanted to search.

"Oh my god... ahhh..."she winced and turned on the floor with fear and excruciating pain that shot through her body. The lower part of her body was covered in blood and she rested her hands on her stomach, and winched as she cocooned herself.

"You are safe my peanut. You are safe...Daddy will come soon..." she knew there was no chance he could make it to save them, but she would save the baby. She looked at the floor and found her little metal box open and all the items were scattered on the floor. She let out a loud sob and left it all behind. She had a life to save and didn't want to hold onto the box anymore.

She dragged herself towards the door when she did not find him around and kept moving, even though her entire body screamed with pain. By the time she reached half way to the door, she heard his footsteps coming towards her and she lifted herself to turn back and look at him. As soon as she did that, he raised the long iron rod above his head and slammed it onto her head with all his strength.

Without a word, without another tear from her eyes, her upper body dropped down onto the floor. She could feel her skull being ripped open and blood spreading across the floor. All of a sudden she felt at peace, she couldn't hear anything other than a gunshot somewhere far away from her, her head felt numb, and she couldn't take her next breath. Her teary eyes were fixated on a picture frame that was fallen on the floor. It was of her and Alexander when they were kids, holding hands and laughing as she looked at him with dreamy eyes. Her lips moved painfully slow and parted to form a smile as she closed her eyes, picturing his deep forest green eyes and his ever so beautiful face. She was the one leaving this time, and all she could hope was to come back to him somehow...

"Alex..." she whispered, her voice deaf to her own ears, but she knew that she took his name. Those green eyes faded, darkness took over her vision and her index finger twitched as she took one last painful breath, before she drowned into darkness. Once and for all...

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Hello my loves,

Well, I am shaking as I write this. The story is not yet over. There are two more chapters, hopefully.

Please let me know what you guys felt and please comment. It means the world to me. Thank you.

Until next time,

RLJ

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