Chapter Nine: ClearA Chapter by The old me“Why are you calling Katie?” “Answer my question first!” “Katie, this is not the day to pull this.” “Just answer it!” Her voice is cold and harsh now. “Ok.” I collect my calmness, “Yes, yes I do.” “Oh good. See that wasn’t so bad.” “Are we done here? I really must be going. I’m really having a horrible day.” “Why so?” “My daughter is missing and I don’t know where Rose is.” “Is she kidnapped or something?” “I’m not sure. I wish Rose would come back soon.” “What kind of person would steal a kid?” “I don’t know. Someone crazy maybe.” “Or maybe someone who wants you to feel pain.” That statement hits me like a ton of bricks. “Did you have something to do with this?” “I take offense to that. I didn’t have something to do with it.” There is a pause. “I had everything to do with it!” “Tell me where she is!” “All in due time. First you will listen to what I have to say.” I’m silent, but I’m thinking how crazy she. She quickly breaks the silence. “How could you do this to me?” “You really want an answer? Or is that rhetorical?” “Answer it!” She screams into the phone receiver. I think for a moment. “I did it because I love her.” “Didn’t you love me?” “I did. I mean I do. But I love her more.” “Why?” She sounds pissed. “Why do you love her more? Wasn’t I a good lover?” “I just do lover her more. I always have. It had nothing to do against you.” “It seems like it was my fault.” “It wasn’t, Katie. I never meant to hurt you. It’s my fault; I’m the one you should punish.” “I can’t hurt you.” “Then why are you doing this?” “I meant physically.” She pauses then speaks, “What would you do if she was gone again?” “To be honest. I would kill myself.” She starts crying, “Never do that, I love you.” “I just can’t live without her.” “Well who do you love more, your daughter or your wife?” I hesitate to answer, she speaks again. “You must choose one to save and only one.” “What do you mean?” “I’m forcing to pick one to save and one to die.” “How could you make me choose that? You crazy b***h!” “Don’t call me that. You forced me into this, you even admitted it. You made me into what I am now.” I sit there with the phone pressured against my ear. The sweat of the contact is dripping down my face. I reflect on my past and now dark future. I can’t lose the love of my life, but can I really allow my child to be killed? I know Rose is unable to have any more children. Karissa is our miracle baby. My thoughts are broken up by Katie. “So what is your choice?” © 2011 The old meReviews
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1 Review Added on September 11, 2011 Last Updated on September 11, 2011 AuthorThe old meLos Angeles, CAAboutIf you notice some of my work is gone, that is because it is. I trimed down to put only a few on the site. Message me if you want to know anything about me. I'm an open book more..Writing
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