Two Faced Lover - Episode 64

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**** JULIAN'S POV

"You have the keys don't you?"

"Mm hmm"

"Alright good. You go ahead and free the rest of the prisoners, I'll free mother and join you"

"Got it"

Grey, though a tad lot older than me nods respectfully and takes the opposite direction as I head into the cell. She sat on the floor, head bowed slightly. . "Mother?"

She doesn't react. I move closer and kneel in front of her.

"Mother?"

I shake her slightly and she squirms, lifting her head up.

She looks up at me with drowsy and unfocused eyes.

She stares for a while longer, unblinking.

"Julian?"

She blinks as if she was just recognizing me.

"Yes mother. It's me"

A slow smile creeps up her face.

"You still call me mother?"

"Of course. You're more of a second mother to me just as Cameron is like my brother"

"Hmmph"

she nods

"I'm gonna get you out of here. Stay still please" 

I tell her and begin to unlock the chains around her feet. Done, I throw the chains somewhere and help her onto her feet

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. She wobbles slightly, gripping onto my shoulders.

"You okay mother?"

"They took my son away and...and injected me with something. I feel numb. My brain is active yet my body feels numb. You know, I feel like a zombie"

I frown.. "They injected you with something?".

"Mm hmm. They said it will keep me quiet"

Stupid Park. He has no shame.

"Come on mother, let's get you out of here"

I grab her arm and throw it around my shoulder, securing my hand on her waist and helping her out of there.

***

Cameron was breathing hard.

The adrenaline was still pumping into his veins.

He couldn't feel the pain in his abdomen.

He was numb.

Too numb too care.

His eyes stayed glued to the knife he had implanted into Park's foot.

He was still kneeling on one knee.

Without glancing up, he tugs at the chains downwards, harshly, causing Park to fall flat on his face.

He groans, gripping his injured foot.

Cameron grips him by the neck and pulls him up so they were face to face.

"You know something Park.." He started, voice dangerously low and void of emotion.

"I could snap your neck right now and you'd be dead in a matter of seconds, no two ways about it"

Cameron pauses to shake his head, biting on his lip.

"But no... Death is just too much of an easy escape for you. What I really want is to make you scream. I wanna hear you scream, louder than any of your unfortunate victims ever had. For every tear that my wife shed. For every single damn time you made her do degrading jobs to put money in your bank account. I'm going to make you scream for every single thing you've done. Believe me Park, by the time I'm done, you'd wish you had never met me."

He growls, twisting the knife in Park's foot and pulling it out in a swift, harsh movement.

Park hisses loudly, clutching his foot as blood gushed out.

"You know something else.." Cameron continues, moving to his other foot and rolling the tip of the knife across his skin.

"I've never wanted to murder anyone like I want to right now. And I definitely have never relished in anyone's agony like I do right now"

he finished his sentence with another hard jab, stabbing his other foot eliciting another scream from Park. Cameron watches him scream and writhe in pain, trying to desperately to clutch both feet at the same time.

"No matter w..what you do pretty boy.." Park forces out through clenched teeth.

"You still don't have the courage to kill me. If you did, you would have killed me by now. You're too soft, too kind to kill me"

Cameron licks his lips watching Park. He doesn't react. "Hmm" he hums, getting on his feet.

"You're right. I'm too soft, too kind to kill you. However I never said I was going to kill you right? Perhaps you heard me wrong. I got other plans for you Mr Greene"

With that, Cameron turns to face the crowd.

"You're definitely going to die Park. But not by my hands. No. I don't want the blood of a despicable man like you on my hands. I'll leave the honor to all these people"

he widens his arms, gesturing to the guards and ladies.

As if on cue, from the other side of the compound, several girls come walking towards them, looking battered and beaten with Julian and another older looking man walking ahead of them.

His mother was in Julian's arms.

He sighs in relief, nodding his thanks to his friend who nods in return.

He smirks and turns to the crowd as the girls who had been released from the cells joined them.

"Anyone who doesn't have a grudge against Park here can step aside now!"

He yells loud enough for everyone to hear.. No one moved. Not the guards or the prisoners or Park's personal concubines. They stayed rooted to their spots.. "Good, so I'm guessing Park has wronged everyone of you here right? If so, then I'm sure you all must have one way or another, at some point in time wished you could just slap or stab him and get away with it right? Well then here's your chance. The man I'm sure you all hate so much lays on the ground before you totally helpless and at your mercy. Do whatever you want to do with him and avenge any crimes he has committed against you. Go right ahead but if you don't want to because you're loyal to him, then be my guest.." Cameron shrugs and drops the knife, moving away from Park who still lay writhing on the floor.

One of the prisoners who had just been released grabbed a gravel stone and threw it at Park.

"This is for raping my sister and making me watch you bastard!"

She yelled and grabbed another stone to throw.

Another person followed, grabbing a bigger stone.

"This is for prostituting me and taking me away from my family!"

Then a guard too picked a stick.

Soon, everyone on the compound had grabbed stones and sticks and had surrounded Park.

They began to hit him mercilessly, cursing and throwing everything they could find at him.

Cameron backed away and made his way towards His wife and began to untie them.

This was better.

He didn't have to do anything.

All the people whom Park had sinned against will do him justice.

He untied Marie first and proceeded with Skylar.

As he untied her, a sudden gunshot rang through the entire compound, shaking everyone into silence.

The crowd froze, dropping their stones and sticks.

Park lay still in the middle, surrounded by blood gushing from various wounds inflicted on his body. Whether he was Dead or just unconscious, they didn't know. From the shadows, Rebecca finally steps forward making herself visible.

"Anyone try to move and you'll all but dead within seconds!"

She growls, glancing at her lover who'd been stoned heartlessly. His face was covered in blood, probably disfigured too. Beside Cameron, Skylar gasps and he cusses instantly. Damnit!

*** SKYLAR'S POV.

"Mother?! Is that really you? Mother?!"

NO.. My eyes aren't deceiving me are they? I tug at the now losened cloth and it falls, freeing my hand.

I take a cautious step forward, letting my eyes scan over the woman before me. She wore a heavy pink bathrobe over her nightgown.

Her hair was pulled up in a tight perfect bun.

Beautiful face devoid of any makeup yet still looking as youthful as ever. She was beautiful just as I remember she was years ago.

She was just as I remember.

Suddenly it was all coming back to me, flashing in my minds eye like it was just yesterday. 

I remember how she always refused to let me play with her hair complaining of how I'd ruin it.

Her hair was always perfect, even when she was about to go to bed. 

I blink.

She was still the same.

She hasn't changed one bit.

Julian wasn't lying.

She was alive, hale and hearty. My brain couldn't think of anything.

Not even of all the questions I had formed in my head to ask if I were to meet her again.

I'd always imagined how I would shout and yell and demand to know why she had to fake her death like that and abandon me unto the streets.

But it wasn't the case right now.

I couldn't say anything.

"It's really you mom. It's you. Oh my God, you're alive! Oh my God, mother!" before I know it, my legs are carrying me forward and I fling my arms around her, her strong perfume invading my senses immediately.. She still uses the same perfume!.

"Oh my God mom. It's you. In the flesh. It's you isn't it? Please tell me I'm not hallucinating!"

I exclaim, tears streaming down my face as I tighten my hold on her.

Suddenly I'm pushed away violently causing me to lose my footing and fall.

"Of course I'm alive. Now stop with all this hugging and crying. My God look how you just ruined my robe with your tears"

mom's face scrunches up in disgust as she struggles to wipe invisible dirt from her robe.

Still on the floor where I had fallen, I look up at her, confused.

"Mom.. I.."

"Just shut up you stupid girl!"

She snaps suddenly and I flinch.

"I have had enough on my plate already. Your husband is hell bent on making my life a living hell and you want to join the train too? You're still as clingy as you were when you were a child my God!" 

I blink.

"You..you know I'm married?"

"Of course I do! You stupid girl. I know it all"

I can't understand anything. Why does she keep calling me stupid? This is certainly not the reunion I'd imagined.

Relax Sky.

Your mother is in shock just like you are. Relax. I nod to myself, getting up on my feet and walking to her.

"I..I have so many questions running through my mind right now mom.." I pause, swallowing a lump in my throat.

"But that could wait right? We could do the questioning and answering later right?"

I feel dazed, like I'm caught in a limbo, between reality and imagination. I step closer, my hands moving on their own accord to touch moms face, tracing her eyes, nose, lips.

And then her arms.

It's been so long I feel like I've forgotten how she looks like.

A strangled sound between laughter and sobs escapes my throat.

She's here. In front of me. In the flesh... Another strangled sob escapes me. "M..mom...it's y..you"

"F*ck stop touching me godamnit!"

And for the second time, I'm pushed back again, much more violently this time and I almost fall again when strong arms encircle my waist, catching me.

Cameron pulls me to him protectively.

"Don't you f*cking push my wife like that ever again!"

He growls.. Why is he shouting at my mother? He should be happy I found my mom right? She didn't push me intentionally right? She loves me. I know she does. Right?

"Else what? Else what pretty boy? What will you do even if I slap her now huh? You're gonna instigate my own slaves to stone me too?"

Her slaves? Which slaves? "No. I'll do worse" a male voice suddenly booms from behind and we all turn. The place was silent save for mom's loud gasp.

"Grey?"

I strain my neck trying to see who it was.

Cameron was blocking my view.

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. I twist in his arms and strain my neck.

The man who had emerged earlier walking alongside Julian was now walking towards us but I couldn't see his face.

"Let me go Cameron"

I hiss, trying to twist in his arms but he just wouldn't budge.

"Hello Rebecca... It's been long"

the man speaks up taking a step away from where he stood and joining us in the center.

"B..but y..you...I....I....sh..shot.." Mom begins to stutter, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Shot me?"

Grey interjects bitterly.

"Next time when you shoot someone, makes sure you shoot to kill. Make sure your victim is really dead before you leave to celebrate. You know what they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger"

he spits and I twist in Cameron's arms some more.

His grip seems extremely tight, like he's preventing me from seeing who was talking.

"Cameron, let go!" 

I hiss. I want to see the man talking. His voice reminds me of...of... "You touch my daughter one more time Rebecca, and I will forget you're my wife since you totally forgot I was your husband when you put that bullet through my chest. Believe me Rebecca, I'm done mourning for the woman I married who turned into a monster. You were dead to me the day you tried to kill me and if you so much as lay a finger on my daughter, I'll shoot you with my eyes closed and not have any regrets whatsoever."

He seethes and I pause, blinking, lips parting. Did... Did he refer to me as daughter? And mom as his wife? Frustrated, I strain my neck, catching a glimpse of grey and dark hair.

He had a gun pointed at mom.

He lifts his head and our eyes meet. 

A gasp escapes my lips.

"Dad?"

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