Eighteen.18.I kept thinking, picking out dresses, secretly stealing glances at Krystal. My main objective was to watch Krystal closely. Maybe I could get information from her about her mother's motives. "Hey darl, how's your mom?" I asked."She's good ma'am." She replied casually. Damn! How do I start asking her questions without looking suspicious? Besides Krystal looks more like a daft, maybe asking her is just the wrong idea. From her reply, I don't think she knows anything about her mom's malice. I have to know what it is with Anne and Dalton. I have to know what those two are up to or else, I and my son are doomed. What baffles me most is Dalton's involvement. Getting his son hooked up with the enemy's daughter.I know Dalton and late Wallace were a little bit close before their graving misunderstanding ruined the little closeness. Dalton told me that Wallace had told a lie about him to gain the senatorial seat and that made him cut ties off with the Wallac
Nineteen.19.It's been a tiring day all along. Today is one of the worst days. Coping with the pregnancy stress and hormonal disturbance and my fucking boss. I've been eating and craving food like a pig. Courtney has kicked and laughed her ass out and wouldn't stop singing 'soon-to-be-mother' in my ears. The crazy girl downloaded some lullabies for me to learn. Courtney is stupid. With all this hectic work, I still have to put up at Lucas's place for dinner. His overdotting mother wouldn't stop asking after me. She wants me to move in as early as yesterday but that won't be possible.I have to find out some answers before moving in to stay with my one-year husband and his mother.The thought of meeting Mrs Beverly tonight made me restless. She's too comforting and accepting that you won't even want to make a mistake around her for fear that she might change. I pondered on what I was going to wear and how to approach her.Speaking of what to wear, I don't know. I would have a
Twenty.20.I stood at my reflection in the mirror. I'm pretty, no doubt. I just hope I look perfect for Lucas. I put on the dress Yolanda had bought for me. I took the silver purse matching the shoe and clicked my way out of the room. "Trying to escape? Huh? Have you forgotten that today is your engagement?" She asked, catching me off guard. "Um! Mom, I'm going to the Sullivans okay? Chris is waiting for me outside." I lied. "Oh! Wow! Have both of you made up already? That's lovely! Besides, your dress looks beautiful." She smiled, engulfing me in a tight hug. "Erm… thanks mom. As for the dress, all thanks to Yolanda." I said hurriedly. "Yeah. I never told you she was a fashion goddess." She giggled. "Mom, if you don't mind, I have to go now. Lucas.. errm… Chris is waiting for me outside." "It's okay. Make sure you both get there in time, okay?" She said with a small smile that vanished immediately after I left. I didn't wait to respond before fleeing ou
Twenty-one. 21."Ma'am I haven't seen Krystal anywhere," Chris whispered in my ears. "What do you mean? I saw her leave the house with you." I said and he stared in disbelief. "I haven't seen Krystal ma'am. I haven't even been to the house…." He was talking when one of his guys on black interrupted. "Sir, we've dear he'd everywhere, we can't find her." He said in a hush. "Krystal's nowhere to be found." Chris completed, affirming my thoughts and confirming my fears.Krystal would have gone to Lucas. That daft! I boiled in rage. "I know where Krystal is, Chris. Just let me handle it." I said calmly. "No. Anne, you'll handle nothing. You should have done better by making sure she didn't escape." He screamed at my face, hissed, and left.Anger filled my veins. My jaw hurts from the too much pressure I applied in clenching my teeth. Lucas! I'll make sure you pay dearly. I turned to leave but was stopped by Yolanda. "Hey Anne, where's Krystal? It's time for the prope
Twenty- two.22.The loud brawling coming from outside the gate drew my attention. I stepped out to see who it was. Krystal was already asleep. I was taken aback when I saw who it was and burst out laughing.Mom looks confused but this is not time for explaining. "Let him come." I ordered the guards that were holding him back.He marched his way forward, full of confidence like a militant. "Where is she?" He fumes."Who?" I asked, chuckling.Chris must have been obsessed with Krystal or his share in the agreement deal and he's afraid to lose one of each. The audacity he has to come to my house to ask about Krystal baffles me less but makes me laugh. "What makes you think she's here?" I asked him with a stern expression this time. "I know you've abducted her, Lucas and you better bring her out now before I do something you'd regret." He brawled. "You're capable of nothing, Chris. Krystal is with me and she goes nowhere." I replied. "You bastard!" He screamed, running towards me b
Twenty- Three. 23.Mom was already out of her skin by the time we got home. Lucas wanted me to stay back but after their heated argument, I had to leave with mom. I know Lucas was furious and so was mom. We both got to our rooms when we got home, silently not uttering a word to each other. I've expected her to nag and abuse and curse but rather she was unusually quiet, which feared me. Mom can be a crook but sometimes, I don't just understand her. Her silence can be worse than the growling of a hungry tiger. It looks like she's going to strike me soon with bad news. I have to act fastGoing into mom's room and finding out what was inside the drawer is going to be the only way out. It is going to be my weapon for defeat. But how I will penetrate through her doors will be the problem. Ever since she caught me sneaking out of her room, the security has become tighter. She doesn't trust me as much as I don't trust her, but I will find a way. The next day, I tiptoed towards mom
Twenty - four. 24. "What should we do to the body? " Dalton asked sounding frightened. "What do you think we should do? " Anne asked. "Do you think we should dump it or…? " "Dumping his body is going to leak us out, burning him up isn't a good idea. We are going to melt him off his bones with this acid before burning up his bones. " Anne said pointing to some gallons of acid in the corners of the room. Her face wasn't visible but I could tell anywhere that it was her voice. "At least that would be better and easier to clean up. " "Ahhh! " I screamed, crying. I held onto Courtney. "It's okay, Krystal, " Courtney consoles crying too. "How could Mom be so wicked? Did you see what they did to Dad's body? Did you see how Mom killed Dad? " "Krystal, it is okay. ""How can it be okay, Courtney? " I asked rhetorically. This is what Mom has been hiding? How has Mom been comfortable after all these years, after doing something as dirty and evil as this?
Twenty-five. 25.I got home with a heavy heart. I knew no rest. My conscience judged me as though I was the one who killed Dad. I felt bad and responsible for his death but then, I am also a victim. A victim of mom's madness and insatiable cravings for powers. I sat to think, if I felt so guilty that Dad died, how would Mom feel or Dalton? I mean they were the ones involved in his death and yet they are living a peaceful life without any guilt. Why did Dad's spirit not fight back like the way I see it in movies? He should have fought back. This is the height of wickedness itself, for a woman to kill her husband. What did Dad do to deserve such from Mom and Dalton? The question throbbed in my heart and I urged to know why. Why did Mom do it? I spur up out of the room, out to Mom's room. She has a lot of answering to do, only she holds the answer to my questions. I barged into her room without even knocking because I was full of rage. "Krystal, what the… " she jumped