Wild Baleigh love 2️⃣☑️

42. Dying a thousand deaths.

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I only take a three minute break before I start walking slowly the rest of the stairs not wanting to wear myself out again.

Fortunately when I get to door 3e I find it slightly open but I decide to knock, modesty. There are some incoherent sounds coming out but I raise my hand to knock again, but a very loud noise makes my hand hang in the air.

A more coherent one.

"Yes! Oh my!"

Wait, it's a female voice and---

"Shut your mouth up!" Ballice's voice, no mistake. The voice he uses when he's mad.

"Okay...Oh yes. It's too much!"

What? Deciding to knock again, no one gets my attention and I decide to push the door open.

God really.

Yes really.

I shouldn't have come.

My heart sinks into the pit of my stomach when I'm met with this picture which I don't doubt is going to be embedded in my mind for the rest of my life. And it's going to torture me real good, a life trauma I called upon myself indeed.

They're still going at it unaware of my scrutinizing gaze and presence.

My stomach churns as I look at them disgustedly. I can't believe it's Chesca of all the people. She's moaning relentlessly as Ballice keeps slamming into her. He's fisting her hair painfully in one hand and the other is gripping her thighs. Her dress pools at her waist and Ballice only has his trousers slightly below his bum and his shirt is still on.

It's as if time stops and I also get implanted on that same spot. I can't move or yell, my mouth is agape, my eyes bulged out and I think my body has taken on another level, I want to puke.

Chesca goes to touch Ballice's chest but he stops her, slapping her hand off with the hand that was on her thigh.

"I've never felt this good before." She says in a moan and that only earns her a slap from Ballice on the hip.

God.

I can't move, my eyes are trained on them as he keeps pounding into her, she on the other side lets out hideous moans opening her legs wider.

I'm getting sick.

The photos I had on my hands finally drop down to the floor and my phone follows next and my knees are about to give out on me next.

They both turn to look at me and the look that takes on Ballice's features is the one I'll never forget. Shocked will be an understatement, he looks horrified and astounded. As if on realization, he pulls out but before I stand there and puke all my guts out on his living room, I take every ounce in me to turn around.

And I run like I've never ran before, skipping stairs, hopping. When I get to the base of the stairs, I remember that I don't have my phone with me.

Well, I can't go back for it.

I said I won't ever cry for him and when I feel like I can't breathe and my eyes are glistening, I bend down taking big breaths before I run again to where I parked my motorcycle without acknowledging the pitiful eyes of those security officers from before.

Revving up my engine, I start riding to God knows where. I'm on full speed and I barely see Ballice's figure waving at me to stop, that only makes me mad and I ride faster turning around the corner and loosing him altogether.

I didn't know I was riding towards Hesnah's place until I see her apartment coming into view.

I don't make it there as smoothly as I thought when I see a familiar car from a rearview mirror speeding after me.

Before I make a left turn, the car bumps into me from behind and my hands leave my motorcycle and I feel my body flying off the motorbike.

I really wanted to die the moment I was told to leave Ballice. But then, when I found out I was pregnant, I can't lie that suicidal thoughts didn't cross my mind. And when I saw Ballice hovering over Chesca my nemesis, I died a thousand deaths there.

But now, I know for sure this is literal.

I'm dying a painful death.

Before my head successfully hit the ground, the car bumps into me after driving over my motorbike and I finally hit the ground head first.

Before my eyes close, I see Odessa's satisfied grin from her car and the next thing I see is my crushed motorbike. My baby.

Wait, my baby, my real baby!

I try raising my hand but it's too limb. I'm numb, I can't feel anything. I feel a metallic taste in my mouth and a piercing pain in my head, then my stomach and the pain spreads throughout my body parts as darkness invades my senses.

"You should have listened princessa."

The words leave her mouth sardonically before I hear screeching tyres and I finally fall into that pit of darkness that's pulling me.

Into nothingness...

And I let the darkness engulf me.

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