Capítulo 155: Her Retribution
Eve felt numb from inside, not because she wasn't feeling anything, but she was captivated with fear at such lengths that her senses were had reached a stage if obscurity, to the point of not feeling her existence at all. For someone who hasn't seen death up close, right now she was standing in front of her death.
She wanted to scream but couldn't find any voice, only her tears were falling endlessly, for once she tried to peek from her shoulder the tower was so high that the ground below couldn't be sighted as it was covered by the fog.
Will this be the futile end of her life? She wanted to avenge her father's death, however she was now standing at the mercy of this twisted maniac, her end was inevitable. Evelyn looked at Anastasio, who seems to have stopped breathing long back.
How did it end up like this? Just a while ago it seemd like the evil was finally going to burn in hell, and Nixon Beloiz was nothing less than absolute evil.
Anastasio had disarmed him and he had fallen on the ground by his face, the gun which he was holding had slipped out of his grip.
"Nixon Beloiz" He roared, "It's not us who walked into your trap, this time it's you who danced into our trap. You had implanted the camera in the pendant in the hope that you would watch us silently, but instead all the information you were fed were the once we wanted you to eat." This was Sio's turn to laugh deviously, "Again a proof how you used Rosalie Magnolia as a tool to your heart's content."
Nixon looked straight into Sio's eyes, not even trying to mask his murderous intent, "You are the reason why I did that to her. Your father and you ruined your mother's good life, the one she had promised with me.Well I cleaned him off the scene with just a stab of knife. That was me" Anastasio flinched at those words, all his life he had always doubted it was his uncle who must have caused that accident, on that fateful night of the foundation ball, because on that day, his father had a heated argument with his uncle and it definitely involved their weakness towards one woman that's Rosalie, his mother, Anastasio had eavesdropped on them. Then that very night he was stabbed, though it was stated that it was some thug who wanted to steal, but no lowly thug could enter such heavily guarded premises, because of that preconception and misunderstanding he could never forgive his uncle and took him for a murderer.
"I... I... Have always made sure whoever loved my Rosie must die. Same goes for the head of Magnolia. That poor thing! Rosalie didn't even love him, so I simply ordered my men for a car crash not bothering to dirty my own hands. Yes, Nathenel the very father you feel so proud of met his end because of me." He chuckled as if it was nothing, Nathenel was petrified, this man is is biological father! So he is the son of a cold blooded murderer. Of course he had been a monster in the past it's those genes. He wished to stop hearing anymore.
"You know what Anastasio, why I had spared you back then? Because Rosie had abandoned you, she made me believe she didn't care about you. But she betrayed me, it was just an act, she loves you, and that's why I can't stand the sight of you anymore."
His rage reached his limit as Sio grabbed his collar, and blowed punches on his faces even the cops had a hard time to separate them, "You despicable murderer the gall that you have, you call that love? Do you have any idea how many lives you have ruined? And even now you are blaming me? You know what you should die right now, you don't even deserve a hearing.I already wanted to finish you when you dare hurt my girl back there." Anastasio was pointing a gun at Nixon.
Nixon smirked as if he didn't care anymore, "Even though I am a hideous criminal, Rosalie would never believe, if you kill me here, she will hate you, that's how much she loves me. So kill me."
"Calm down Mr.Faunoa" Detective park was panicked, don't get provoked by him that's what he is trying to do..."
"You are right Nixon" Rosalie's trembling voice was heard from behind, she had been observing everything from afar, both Anastasio and Nathenel had tried to stop her from coming, but she had the haunch that things might go out of hands. Rosalie knew that Nixon's love wasn't normal, it was obsessive and she was being used, but she was in denial because all she ever cared for was his love. But, not anymore, "I don't love you anymore, to be honest, I think both of us never loved each other, it was just our idea of gratification, and a sense of validation which two abandoned people, you and me sought from each other. We are both despicable monsters. I still don't hold you as a criminal, you are a victim too, you used me to my heart's content, that's what we had learnt ever since we were young, to use people to our own advantage. I did that with Nathenel too. But, I learnt from a near death experience, that it's always not how the world runs. That girl right there, she taught me, no matter how despicable I am I deserve to live. So, how can I let my child die because of our twisted desires?"
"So do you hate me now?" Nixon asked straight away, there wasn't a bit of emotion in his voice, but it was certain that he couldn't bear the idea of being hated by the only person who loved him.
Rosalie looked at him in the eye, and in a steady voice she replied, "I hate us.The way we have lived so far. I regret how I neglected my children, especially Anastasio."
Nixon trembled at those words momentarily, and before anyone could even blink, he yanked Eve, and pressed a sharp knife down her neck.
His deceitful gaze blazing at Anastasio he spoke in a croaky voice, he started taking steps backwards.
"You scornful bastard, you are just the spitting image of that mongrel from inside out. He once tried to take Rosie away from me, and now you made her hate me? And you think you will have a blissful life after you make me end up in the prison?"
"Nixon, I dare you. You already touched her once, I will torch you alive if you try to do anything funny." He shouted, but Nixon had already lost his mind.
"If I go down, I am going down with her. You should have a taste of abandonment yet again, a life without your beloved mate. That's how you should live. They were at the edge where the broken glass of the clock peered agape the night sky.
"Sio..." Eve whispered closing her eyes, anticipating her predicament, "I love you and I will always love you Sio." are the last few words she managed to speak by drawing are last strength.
Then there was a loud thud, a gun shot, the iron grip that pulled even an the grip that was loosened at the same time, felt like evading death and embracing life. As she trembled keeping her eyes shut out of her acute fear and sudden relief, she knew those were the arms where she always wishes to be, his scent was her elixir.
Eve opened her eyes once before losing her consciousness, when she found Rosalie Magnolia, flopped on the floor, the gun still dangling in her shaking hand, her eyes had perhaps turned into stones, and she was frozen out if shock. Rosalie de Magnolia, killed the man she loved, this was the least she could give him for he was twisted beyond repair, this was the only punishment she deserved ending the life of the man she loved with her own hands, that was her retribution.
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