Two Faced Lover - Episode 68

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*** Natalie shook her head, running a hand through her hair over and over again.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

This was all too good to be true.

This must be a joke.

A f*cking sick joke.

She glared at Chris, her lips twisting into a snarl.

"You're sick Chris. F*cking Sick!"

Chris sucked on his bottom lip with a shrug.

"Yeah . I was sick for a long time. But your bullet cured me Darling"

he reached for the remote she had snatched earlier and turned on the television, going back to the program he was watching.

Natalie was fuming. She clenched her fists so hard her long nails dug into her palm.

This f*cking sh*t.

Their marriage was nothing but a sham.

All they ever did was travel, have fun, get drunk, return home and then f*ck each other to oblivion.

They had discussed divorce few times and the decision was always mutual.

The only reason she stayed longer was because she was still enjoying the luxury Chris was offering her. But ever since they'd gone bankrupt, her need for divorce had risen.

And her need for Cameron had even risen an octave higher.

And now.. Now that she wanted to be a free woman more than ever, he was refusing?

"Chris!! I really need you to sign those papers

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. We don't love each other anyways so what the f*ck is your problem?!"

She snapped

"We might not love each other but we managed to live under the same roof for three years right? You didn't care about the love when I was lavishing my money on you, taking you shopping every week and traveling every city and country with you. So I expect you to put in that same energy and continue being the dutiful wife you always were because you're stuck with me Darling. Now would you please be a sweetheart and make me some sandwich? I know it's pretty late but I'm starving. Please Darling"

Chris spoke so softly and with so much innocence swimming in his eyes that Natalie couldn't figure out if he was mocking her or sincerely asking her for food. But then again, he'd just mocked and asked her for a favor all in one speech. She scowled.

"F*ck you Chris!"

He grinned.

"Oh I'd love to Darling. Come here and I'll show you. But you'll have to ride me cowgirl style because my arm is still hurt"

"You're gonna pay for this Chris. If Natalie wants something, she gets it. Whether by legal or crooked means. I will get it!"

She seethed.

"Do your worst darling"

he replied unperturbed as she stormed out.

Thus. This was the least he could do to protect his brother from such a vicious woman.

***

SKYLAR'S POV

"No reason. I just wanted to really look you in the eyes and tell you you're the worse mistake I've ever made in my life"

I shake my head, curling my lips into an involuntary smile.

It stung.

Her words stung but not as much as I thought it would.

Maybe it's because I'm starting to come to terns with the fact that she is no mother of mine.

She was just someone who bore me in the womb for a few months and then that was that. She wasn't and would never be worth my tears.

Yes, I'm glad she didn't die by my hands. But mostly, I'm glad she survived because that way she'd live to pay for every single crime she had committed.

Death seemed too much of an easy way out...

"You know.." 

I run my hand over my face tiredly

"It's really such a shame that you feel that way. You don't know what it feels like to have a child, have him/her look up to you, trust you, pride in you, love you. And you'd never know either. You're just a pathetic woman who'll end up alone in a dark cell far away in some prison with criminals like yourself as cellmates."

"You know Skylar. You have the confidence, strength and courage to rule by my side. Together we could have ruled the empire my love. We would become rich, invincible, powerful. I would have made you my heir you ungrateful brat"..

I shake my head. She's a lost cause.

"I'd rather live on the streets and eat from dustbins than partake in your stupid business you call an empire"

"We really could have been powerful together"

"By together you mean, you, I and that Park lover of yours? My God what the f*ck did you see in that excuse of a man. I thought after dumping my dad, you would have ended up with the president of this country or some Mayor, but Park? Park f*cking pathetic Greene? Sean is even a hundred times a better human than Park would ever be. Hmm. Maybe he f*cks you real good isn't it? Is he good in bed? Is that why you like him? Or he sucks.."

"Shut up you ingrate! Shut your dirty mouth! Have some respect!"

She yells. I laugh.

"Respect? You, a murderer and a drug trafficker wants respect? My God, you're pathetic! Even cockroaches that live on toilets have respect than you!"

I spit

"Get out! Get out! Get the f*ck out! Out out out!!!"

"Do not f*cking raise your voice at me Rebecca!"

I snap, anger coursing through my veins.

"I'm not a child so you better keep your voice down when you're speaking to me got it? And there was no need to ask me to leave. I wasn't going to spend a second longer in a room with you. You disgust me. I only came here for a reason and I'm done now. But remember, this will be the last time you set eyes on me so you better take your sweet time to take a good look at me and store in your brain. You're going to rot away in jail and not once will I set foot there. Not once. Goodbye Rebecca. Thanks for nothing!"

Without waiting for her to say a word, I storm out of the room to find Julian standing behind the door.

"You good?" 

I manage a smile.

"Yeah I'm good. Thanks"

"Alright, I'll go check if the police has found Tracy yet."

Who's this Tracy?

"Uh okay then. I'll be in the children's ward"

He nods and walks away.

***

I return to the children's ward to find my mother in-law and father discussing in hushed tones.

Hmm.

They seem to be getting along pretty well. Making my way to them, I sit at the edge of the bed, letting out a sigh.

They both stop talking and turn to me, watching me rub my temples.

"You okay little one?"

"Yes dad"

I answer absentmindedly

"You really need to go for that check up. We all have, including that friend who was kidnapped with you. Marie is it?"

"Yes dad. Her name is Marie"

"She's gone for her check up. You should too.. Your wrists are bruised. Who knows what else..."

"It's nothing really. I feel fine" 

I cut him off.

"Do you? Do you really feel fine?"

"It was my mother in-law."

She narrowed her eyes at me, as if daring me to tell a lie.

I flinch under her heated gaze.

Dear Lord, she's as intimidating as my husband when she wants to be. Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

"Ugh.. I feel weird. I feel nauseous" 

I mutter.

"Oh? Dizziness?"

She asks.

"Occasionally. Yes"

"Hmm"

she muses and walks up to me, takes my hand and peers into my palm. Ugh... Is she reading my future or what? She stares at my palm for a while and then moves to my wrist, lifting two fingers and pressing it on my pulse.

She waits.

"Ugh.. Why are you checking my pulse?"

I ask, confused. I look at dad. He just shrugs. 

I sigh and wait until she was done.

"Now, I need you to open your eyes wide"

she says and places both hands in my face, pulling the skin underneath my eyes with her thumb. Cold air hits my eyeballs and I blink.

"Don't blink. Open your eyes wide and look up at the ceiling"

she scolds and I huff, doing as instructed.

"Hmm...hmm"

she muses over and over again as she checks my eyes. After a while, she releases my eyes and I blink rapidly.

"What were you checking for ma'am?"

Now she was smiling. No not smiling. She was grinning widely. What just happened? What's there to be happy about?

"Oh just call me mother dear"

she waves me off. Okay that's new.

"Ugh..o..okay mother"

She squeals and plants a kiss to my cheeks.

"Now you go to sleep. I'm not taking any excuses. You need to rest. A good night's rest. Come on"

she pushes me into the bed and I have to shift so I don't crush Sean. My back hits the wall as I curl myself into a ball, pulling Sean's tiny frame into my hold, cuddling him.

"Good. I'll bring you some soup in the morning. Now rest"

"No wait... I need to see Cameron.. He.."

"No"

my mother in-law cuts me off sharply and I clamp my mouth shut

"He's still in operation and he won't regain consciousness until tomorrow so sleep. If you need anything just call me"

I frown. Why is she suddenly treating me like an egg? I huff, resting on the pillow, shutting my eyes. I was so exhausted I fell asleep the minute my head fell back on the pillow.

*** 

I groan, turning on my side when sudden movements disturb me. Incoherent mumbles escapes my lips and I hear muffied giggles.

What the... Groggily, my eyes snap open to meet with a tiny face peering up at me.

He grins.

"Good morning mom!"

he chirps. All traces of sleepiness vanishes instantly/

"Sean? Oh my baby"

I pull him to me, planting several kisses to his face.

"You're awake!"

"Mom stop!"

He giggles squirming in my hold.

Warmth fills heart. I feel like it's been days since I last heard his laughter.

I hug him tighter.

"Mom you're crushing me"

he giggles and I release my hold.

"Sorry baby"

He giggles some more making my eyes narrow.

"What's up buddy? Why are you so happy?" 

I look around. Sunlight seeps into the room through the curtains. It's morning already. Sean is never a morning person. Unless..

"You ate pickles didn't you?"

"Yep"

he bobs his head sharply.

"Grandma gave me some"

"Grandma?"

"Yeah. She says she's papa's mom. Just like you are my mom. Papa has a mom too and she's pretty. She's told me to call her grandma"

he explains and I nod.. "You ate without brushing your teeth?"

"Give the boy a break dear"

my mother in-law strolls into the room, a paper bag in hand.

"You said you wanted burger right?"

She turns to Sean.

"Well then come on. I got you burger."

These people are going to spoil my son. As if Cameron isn't enough Wait.. Cameron. Cuss myself. How could I have fallen asleep? I jump out of bed.

"I'll be right back"

ignoring my mother in-laws calls, I rush out of the hall bumping into Julian.

"Hey"

"Uh..hey Julian. Can I speak to the doctors? I want to see my husband please"

"Skylar. You'll have to go later. Marie has been called in for questioning to give her statement. You need to go give your statement too."

"No. Not until I see Cameron. I'm going nowhere"

"Skylar.."

"Are you deaf Julian?! I said no! Cameron is in there because he risked his life to save mine and the least I can do is to be there for him. I'm going no where until I see him!"

My chest was heaving up and down. I needed to see him. I had to.

"I..I'm sorry for yelling at you..I...."

"Don't apologise.. I understand. Come, I'll take you to him. He's in the ICU"

Nodding, I follow him until we stop at the ICU.

He leads me further past three more doors and pushes the door open.

There was a doctor checking him while a nurse stood by scribbling something down.

"Good morning doctor. Can we see him?"

Julian asks as he turns to face us..

"Good morning. Sure you can. But only for a few minutes. It's past 12:00 noon so he may regain consciousness anytime soon"

12:00 noon? It's afternoon already? I really slept that long?

"He's going to be okay isn't he?"

I ask

"Luckily, the knife didn't puncture any vital organs though he bled a lot. But he will be okay. Eventually"

I nod, wait for them to walk out before making my way towards the bed.

There were machines hooked to his arms.

A heart monitor beeped constantly, filling the silence in the room. 

I sit at the edge of the bed, taking one strong in mine.

His knuckles were bruised, turning purple.

My eyes travel over his face.

A tiny white cutout plaster was pressed on the cut above his left eyebrow, another one on the side of his lips and another larger one on his jaw. His lips were dry and chapped.

Tears burn my eyes.

"Hey my love" 

I say softly bringing my other hand to caress his face. "Can you hear me love? I Know you can"

I stare at him for any reaction. I got none. He didn't stir.

"Wake up Cameron. Please wake up. You know, everybody keeps saying you need me to be strong but they're all wrong. I'm the one that needs you Cam. You're my strength love. You have to get better Cameron. You have to. I need you.

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. Sean needs you. Your mother needs you too even though she doesn't show it."

I bite my lip, c-ressing his knuckles with my thumb.

"I love you Cam. So much. You have to keep your promise. You promised you'll come back to me. I'm still here. I'm still waiting. Come back to me Cam. Please come back"

I shut my eyes, the tears leaking nevertheless through my closed eyelids. I sob quietly for a while until suddenly, I feel warm hands squeeze mine slightly. It was light yet I felt it.

"I'll always come back to you princess"

his gruff voice filled my ears.