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Chapter sixty four: Rage

TW: contains strong violence and blood

As a parent your worst thought in the world was if someone was to harm your child or for your child to go missing. One of those had happened and given how callous Emma was I wouldn't put it past her to harm our son.

Evan and I had been driving for hours, the sky changing from bright, blue skies to hues of orange and red; the sun now setting and the night sky emerging.

"I've got a text" Evan said just above a whisper, his body going rigid. "It's from an unknown number. Do I open it?"

I grabbed the phone from his hands and shakily pressed the message. "It's from that bitch.." I grimaced distastefully, my eyes running circuits across the words on the screen.

If you want to see your son again then meet me at the abandoned church near your home. I won't play about. This is your sons life.

Love E

"This is because of me" Evan said coldly "if I go with her then she will give back Lucas" his words were becoming distant which only made my heart hurt and twist.

"What are you saying?" I whispered, already knowing the answer. Evan was suggesting on leaving me to be with her, to protect our family.

"You know what I mean Maeve. Don't act foolish" he responded with tightened fists. "I told you before I wouldn't let her hurt this family and look what she has achieved already"

I grabbed his arm "you don't get to do this. You're not leaving me again" tears erupting from my eyes.

Evan sadly looked at me; I could see the reluctance all over him. There must be another way. "E-Emma might not even want that" I tried to reassure him.

"Stop, why else would Emma be doing this? What could she possibly want more than having me? This whole time she has...controlled me. I'm her pet" he sucked in a shaky breath, his eyes red from suppressed tears.

"I don't want to leave. But what can I do when our son is currently in the hands of a monster? What can I do if she comes back and hurts Marlee- hurts Ember or even you? Do you think I could live with that?"

I lowered my gaze, my hands toying with one another. Evan was right but why should he be the one to make all the sacrifices, I had a role to play in this too. By agreeing it meant possibly never seeing Evan again, he wouldn't see his children grow up and he would endure abuse. I cannot allow it.

"There will be another way" I stated firmly "there has to be. The police will help-

Evan scoffed "the police help us? They fucking let the crazy bitch go! It will always be a problem for us. She will always find a way to come back and jeopardise our family"

"E-Evan please!" I almost screamed from the pain swallowing me. "I cannot live without you. Let's think about this first-

"Fuck sake Maeve! Our son is a ticking time bomb right now. Do you think we can sit around and fucking think!?" He spat at me

"Let's.. just see what she says" I sobbed with a pinked nose. "This is going to seriously kill me"

Evan looked at me sombrely, his hands picking up my chin "no matter what happens please know that I'll always love you. If I can find a way to come back I will"

In a need of desperation I lurched forwards and heavily kissed him; perhaps one of the last kisses I would ever have with him so I put all my emotions into it. Evan did the same with tears rolling down his face. Pulling away I caressed his face, admiring all his facial features up close. "I-I will find a way too"

Swallowing thickly Evan turned the ignition back on, his foot pressed on the gas. "Lets get our son back"

The heaviness of the situation dawned on me and the familiar feeling of wanting to die resurfaced; how could I say goodbye to the love of my life. It felt like my whole world was slowed down- crashing around me. Just as these feelings emerged the sky also dampened; rain drops pounding down onto the windows and sidewalks.

"What if I just kill her?" I said suddenly which made Evan snap me a look of horror. "I mean I can say it's self defence, protecting our son. I'll be put on trial but then she will be dead"

Evan hit the steering wheel with anger and stared back at me "don't ever say that again. You hear me? You will not be getting your hands dirty. That is not you, that is not something you could mentally deal with-

"And you think I can mentally deal with losing you? Are you that fucking stupid!?" I screamed back at the top of my lungs. "Call me whatever you want but I will fucking kill her if I have to. Get me a gun Evan"

"Where from Maeve? Do I seriously have the magic power to make a gun pop out in-front of me? We haven't got the time. Please our son needs us" he begged whilst sobbing his heart out, the pain lathering every word.

"I-I am just trying to come up with something that doesn't involve you fucking going. I know our son needs us" I replied lowly, my voice cracking.

Evan grabbed my hand and squeezed it as we parked outside the abandoned church, both our heartbeats audible from how scared we were. This just felt like some fucked up love story.

We walked in, hand in hand with brave faces plastered on us. We didn't want Emma to know how badly we were struggling but we were going to try our hardest to get through this.

"Fucking finally- this baby won't stop crying. I almost got my knife out" Emma teased with a sickening grin that made my stomach clench in utter anger.

"Give us our son" I replied sternly "otherwise I'll kill you" I carried on with a thick amount of rage. I wasn't playing about, why was the men always saving the day? Screw that.

"Kill me?" She sneered "I'll suggest you keep your dog in check Evan. I am holding your precious little boy"

"What do you fucking want!?" Evan exclaimed "come on. What's all the chit chat for. What's your blackmail this time?"

Emma frowned "that's no fun- I wanted to play" her voice childish "but if you wanted to get down to it then sure, that's fine"

She placed Lucas down in a cardboard box, his little cries echoing in the church making me feel sick; I just wanted to go grab him and never let go.

"You want your son... and I want you Evan" she stated flirtatiously, her body now near Evan as she scanned a finger down his chest. "All of you"

"You get your hand off him right now" I instructed with venom. I went to grab her wrist but Evan stopped me "don't"

"Aww that's a good girl Maeve. Listen to Evan" she patronised. "The whole thing is rather straight forward if I do say so myself and quite kind of me. I'm offering you a chance to get back with me. You should be thanking the gods Evan, look at who I'm taking you away from. We can have pretty babies together! Forget all about this life"

Evan laughed dryly "what makes you think that's what I want ? Being with you was the worst thing I ever did"

Emma raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face "don't you dare talk to me like that" she then rushed over to Lucas and pulled out a pen knife from her jean pocket.

"Is this what you want? Your son to die?" She said with pouted lips. The knife now residing an inch away from Lucas's throat.

"You're a monster!" I screamed with sobs racketing my lips "you don't deserve anything good in life"

Emma pressed the knife onto Lucas's throat "one more word and I'll cut" she screamed back with a wicked smirk.

Breathing heavily I placed my hands in the air "do whatever you want to me. Please don't hurt him" I begged, my knee's buckling under me as I began to beg on the floor.

Emma put the pen knife back into her pocket and walked over, she crouched in-front of me and tilted my chin up. "Sweetheart you're pathetic. Honestly" she then dropped my face and walked to Evan, her arms crossed.

"So what's it going to be Evan?"

Evan grabbed his hair, his breathing rapid and heavy. "I-Ill go with you. Don't hurt my son"

Emma smiled happily "good choice baby. I knew you would see sense" she then planted a kiss at the corner of his lips whilst looking at me.

The words I was feeling was unfathomable, I had never felt so much rage before in my life and all I could see was red. Emma had well and truly pushed me to my limit and there was nothing left for me to do other than protect my family.

Digging my nails into my palms I rushed up as quickly as I could, grabbing the pen knife in Emma's back pocket.

Emma looked upon me with shock but before she could say anything I stabbed her in the neck multiple times to the point my whole body was covered in crimson blood, I couldn't stop.

Emma's dead body slumped to the floor whilst I piled on top of her, my legs either side of her waist as I swung the knife in her again and again and again.

"Maeve! Stop no" Evan cried desperately, his hands trying to pull me off her but it was no use. My mind was clouded and I wanted to cut this bitch limb from limb.

Lucas's cries were becoming louder and at this point he was screaming for someone to hold him; that's what finally took me out the bloodied trance. As my vision came back I saw an absolute mess- Emma was in a very bad way. She was definitely dead. But it looked as if I had stabbed her over fifty times. Shakily I dropped the knife and scuttled back with my knee's to my chest.

"W-what have I done" I stammered in absolute horror and fear. I looked at Evan who had blood smeared over his shirt, his eyes blank.

"You killed Emma" he confirmed with wide eyes.

Evan then went and grabbed Lucas, holding him to his chest as he soothed him. Whereas I was still in my own little world. I don't think I could make the police believe this was self defence anymore.