Retribution

"Why me? Why it had to be me that is bound to you?" When the voice reached the ears of the man listening, it did not sound like the previous sweet and serene melody but appeared to be especially piercing when she looked at him with bloodshot green irises that were swollen with crying and a sort of anger appeared in them that wished to see him dead.

It was disgust and fury swirling together.

"Is this the way you address your father-"

"You are not my father. You are a monster that has tainted my entire soul and If I could, I would have bled myself dry to wipe out my blood affected by yours." Such vicious words that were said as she glared right into his skull made Elijah tremble in a mixture of shock and wrath.

"How dare you......do you think I would let you talk to me like that?" The tone of his voice that earlier used to intimidate Roxanne so much so she would flinch whenever he tried speaking with her now did not leave any impact.

"Do you think I care......care about my life and feel an ounce of fear when you tried killing Darius, what is the most you can do, you can only murder people Elijah...you took my mother's life and are after mine now."

After several rounds of investigation, it was found that the truck was hired specifically to crush the car with the nameplate x34XXXX and later was to be abandoned. The police department found out the driver dead near the river and the case closed in a loop yet how would she not understand and notice the way of working of her own flesh and blood when she had lived years with him......it was him- Elijah that arranged all of this.

A loud bang that echoed throughout the room in which Elijah was sitting did not phase Roxanne that had her irises fixed on him, it looked as if the wall in between them was to disappear, the man would strangle her neck.

"HE WAS USING YOU, FOOLISH BASTARD! Do you think anyone would want you for your hideous appearance or rather for your idiotic stammering? If it was not me you would have died fucking bitch. Just like your mother you are a slut! Cannot appreciate my goddamn efforts."

After his anger subsided the man looked at Roxanne who was eerily quiet.

"My mother was a slut? A mafia boss's illegitimate child who was born with a prostitute, your mother that you have always hated.....did the woman you dare call a slut ever make you feel insignificant infront of her despite being the only daughter of the most reputed people in the society? She left her home, got disowned, and left all her ambitions to be with you....put on with your anger and obsession and even stopped visiting her friends...she was left alone only to be abused by you. For seven years that she had been by your side when has she ever left you to see another.

You started taking your anger out on your child that was the reason why she left you! YOU KILLED MY MOM!"

Roxanne did not realize when hot tears trickled down her eyes making Elijah feel undecipherable, like a dagger twisted in his heart when he realized what he had called Mia...Mia who was his salvation.....he could never kill her....he loved her.

"Darius was using me? Tell me do you think history will repeat? That he will be a man like you who from outside is obsessed and insane for a woman but his heart is insecure. My Darius is not like you.....he is no monster like you. If mom was alive she would have been happy for me."

The girl stood up with no emotion at all, and when her voice echoed it was like she was the one doing justice for an eternity of sins.

"I have given all the evidence for the sins you have done and crimes that you have committed to the court and presented my testimony...I, Roxanne am no longer related to you. You die or you live has nothing to do with me and even if you plunge to the depths of hell and your body rots without a burial I shall never appear infront of you again.

You had a good life, a beautiful home that you burned...this is your retribution, for the entire of your remaining worthless life you will remain inside these prison walls."

"ROXANNE!"

"ROXANNE! I AM SORRY!" Loud screams and psychotic episodes of the man she feared the most were like air to her ears.

She will leave now.