Chapter fifty eight

Victoria Williams

If I said I wasn't in pain right now, would be a bad lie. I don't even know what kind of pain I was in anymore. Maybe, it's because of the fact that my whole entire face is bloody and bruised, and my lips are completely busted.

My nose was oozing out blood, and I was sure I had a black eye, because my left eye felt extremely painful, and smaller than my right. Andrew has been punching my face for the past ten minutes straight.

He really was enjoying his bloody ass! Maybe, the immense pain was due to the fact that both my arms are now bleeding profusely.

Marinda decided that she would slice my other arm as well, only this time, she decided to slice it from my elbow all the way down to my wrist. I had lost a lot of blood, and my throat felt hoursed from all the screaming I had been doing for the past one hour.

The pain I was felt was due to the fact that marinda managed to drive six fucking nails into my left thigh or maybe, this pain is due to the fact that Andrew decided to, not only break all the toes on my right foot, but to also break my entire left leg, by continuously hitting it with some heavy piece of wood. My leg was now bent in the wrong direction, but still tied to the pole.

Andrew was never like this ,he was a good guy but today he his a monster.

My whole body was in pain and I had exhausted to say the least. Hell! I didn't even know how I was still alive up to now. I felt emotionally, physically and psychologically fatigued.

My head was hanged low, my breathing ragged and unsteady. I never thought I would yearn for death, until now, but I had a baby growing inside of me.

I was happy neither of  them had attempted to hit my tummy or cause any kind of injury, that'd most likely terminate the pregnancy.

Maybe it's because of marinda was expecting Noah's baby so they still had a heart deep in their soul.

Marinda stood right in front of me all smiles, one would think she just won the lottery. She's held the syringe that contained the brown liquid in one hand, and a loaded gun in the other.

Andrew just finished punching me a while back, and decided to walk out of the room. Suddenly, gunshots rent the air, instantly causing confusion between the two serial killers.

I was not really sure if they were gunshots though, because at this point, I might as well be hallucinating from all the pain I was experiencing.

Andrew walked back into the room, angrily and told marinda something in her ear before finally walking out of the room to God knows where.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!" She screamed out and pulled out her hair, before suddenly, her gaze turned towards me as she glared.

I watched and almost shut eyes, as she ran up to me, then stabbed the syringe into my neck, emptying all contents within, into my neck. It hurt like a fucking bitch.

She pulled  it out the syringe and then  coughed out blood, which spits into my face.

She  now stood  there, staring at me, her mouth dripped with blood, and her eyes bulging out of their sockets.

She fell onto her knees, her head falling onto my feet, and I winced in pain at the impact of her weight against my broken leg.

As she fell , I saw the knife sticking out from her lower back, and of course, the person responsible for her death. Noah!he killed her I really hopes he didn't kill her baby too. The child did no harm to me ,only the mother.

He gently untied my hands and feet, causing me to fall onto his chest exhausted, as the silent tears slide down my cheeks.

"What has she done to you Victoria. What did those bastard do to you."I winced in pain, the strength or energy to make coherent speech completely depleted. Now I can finally die in peace in the arms of the love of my life.

"Don't you close your eyes Victoria! Hold on please. Don't you dare die on me! Not now when I need you the most," he begged, his green eyes became watery, as he walked us out of the building hurriedly, with me in his arms.

He walked us over to the car, a safe distance away from the old church.

"Stay with us Victoria. Please dear," I heard the familiar voice of parker pleaded as soon as we get to the body work of the car, and he opened the door of the car for Noah.

He sat me on his lap, but tried not to hold me because of all the wounds.

"You'll be okay baby. Just hold on a little bit longer. Do it for the xavier and our unborn baby. Do it for me,please be strong, don't leave me."

I offered him a weak smile as I struggled to keep my eyes open, but I could feel myself drifting. And then my heart started beating real fast.

I struggled to breath, as my chest begins to hurt like crazy. I felt like I was being constricted, it's like some force is just being wrapped around my body, compressing my chest, and causing me not to breath.

"What's going on! Baby no, no, no! You will not die on me! You have no right to! Drive faster parker! Come on!"

My leg started bleeding, and trust I was still confuse to why I was alive.

My chest was hurting so fucking much. I was not sure how long it took us to get to the hospital, but we finally did make it. Noah gets out of the car and carried me in his arms, ran into the building, yelling and calling out for help.

"Someone fucking help us! My wife is dying!" He shouted out in frustration.

I saw few nurses ran up to us wheeling a stretcher, and noah gently lays me over it. I only saw blurred images and hard as I tried, I couldn't clearly make out what it is Noah said to me,I watched him help them wheel me to the operation theatre .

"Sir, you will have to wait outside. She needs to undergo an operation right now."

He ran is hand through his hair, exhaling a sharp breathe. I would have love to comfort him, but how do I do so, when I'm the cause of his sorrow?

I saw the blurr image of a man in white, walks into the room and towards where I was laid, and the door behind him swung shut.

"She has lost a lot of blood, and there's hardly any blood type o's left in the blood banks. Hurry up and carry out a blood test to determine her blood group, then arrange for a blood transfusion this instant!" He yelled at one of the nurses, who briskly walked out of the room.

I could only hear him faintly speak. His voice is like an echo that continues on and on and on. My eyelids finally give in, and that's when I drifted into nothingness, welcoming the darkness...

Noah Williams

I watched the love of my life lay on the bed, her eyes were shut due to the anesthesia that had been injected into her system.

She had been in the operation theatre for eight hours straight. The doctors had been doing their best to pump the poison that had been injected into her veins, out of her body. Victoria had an IV tube filled with blood, sticking into the back of her left hand.

The nails that had been driven into her lap, had been long removed. The poison that had been injected into her neck, was meant to kill her slowly, by slowing down her heartbeat, immobilising all her limbs, and finally stopping her heartbeat. Most of the poison had been pumped out, but not all of it.

Thank God that fucker Andrew was died, I wish I could bring him back to life again and shoot in in between his eyes.

Third person pov

"One, two, three, clear."

"She's not responding."

Ignoring the words of the nurse on his left, the old surgeon focused on the task at hand, rubbing the defibrillators against each other.

"One, two, three, clear."

Victoria body rose off the bed, and fell back with a thud, as the two metals made contact with her chest, yet again...

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Noah sat on the floor, legs folded and pulled to his chest, face buried in his knees. He heard the doctor  in the operation theatre yelled, and stood up immediately, trying to peek through the glass on the door, but that didn't help much, since the glass was translucent.

His eyes were red, puffy and watery. He didn't know what he would do with his life if Victoria didn't make it out alive.

"She's not going to make it," he spoke mostly to himself, as the tears freely slid down his cheeks.

He didn't try to stop them. What was the use in stopping them anyway?

"My daughter is the strongest woman I've ever met. She's got the fierceness of a tigress. She will fight for her life and make it. She'll pull through, you'll see," Mr john comforted him.

"Yes Noah . She's going to make it. You have my word on that," parker added, trying to convince himself as well.

Noah fell on his knees, palms covering his face, as more tears fell from his eyes.

You have to fight, Victoria. For the kids... for me.

Mr john and parker both kept silent. No one spoke. Maybe it was because all of them, for the first time in their lives, were secretly praying to God to give Victoria the strength to survive.

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Victoria Williams

I stood next to my body, looking down at how exhausted I look, lying on that bed. I looked worse than I had imagined myself to be.

I did't feel any pain and I was happy being in this form the pain was unbearable. I looked around my body and saw no scares and brusies.

I was  dressed in a long white robe, one that completely covers my feet, swiping the ground beneath.

"One, two, three, clear," the doctor spoke, briefly resting the two metals over my chest, which caused my body to rise up instantly, then fell back onto the bed. I couldn't be here anymore.

I managed to walk through the walls, to the other side of the room, where I and found Noah seated on the floor, along with my father and parker, Noah had his head against the wall, eyes gently shut, and I watched as the silent tears cascade down his cheeks.

His legs were folded and brought up to his chest, and his arms are wrapped around them. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces at the sight before me.

"She can't die. Not right now," he whispers to himself, but somehow, I managed to hear those heartbreaking words that escape from past his lips.

I tried to wipe away the tears that keep falling from his eyes, staining his cheeks and the front of his shirt, but my fingers go right through his skin.

He couldn't see me in this state making me sad,I wished he could see how happy I was in this state he wouldn't cry.

I look to my right, and that's when I saw a door at the very end of the hallway, that illuminates a beautiful, yet blinding white hue.

I felt this magnetic pull towards the light, and I matched up to it, my soul and mind completely focused on walking through it.

I walked closer to the door, I narrowed my eyes at a figure standing a few meters away from the illumination. I can't make out who it is at first, but once I finally get to where the figure is situated, I my heart clenches, causing me to choke out a sob.

"Xavier?"

"Mama."

"What are you doing here."

"I decided to leave earth since you wanted to go join God."

"No I didn't,if we both go who is going to be with your father."

" That's why we both need to go back to earth so we can both be with my father and sister."

" The baby is a girl?."

" Yes mama."He replied and I kissed his forehead.

I watched my little boy vanishe instantly, leaving behind a gentle breeze that blows against my hair, caressing the skin on my face ever so gently.

I walked back to the operation theatre and there, I found Noah a shattered mess. He hugged my limp body, and cried silently.

"I'm so sorry, Mr Noah. We did all we could to save her," the doctor explained, arms folded behind his back.

"You've left me, Victoria. Why would you do this to me, huh?" He whispers, his head pressed against my chest.

I felt so broken seeing him in this state. I walked over to my lifeless body, and immediately, I felt myself getting pulled back into my body.

Then my body and soul merge into one, a fresh breathe of life filling my once dead frame, quenching my lungs.

Noah jerked his head away from my chest, and looked up at me, eyes teary.

"Victoria? Victoria you're alive? My goodness, you are alive?" He questioned crying more while using his hands to feel my forehead and cheeks.

My father and parker embraced each other crying, I have never seen my father cry the last time was when my mum left him.

"Victoria I love you so much, so fucking much, Don't you dare scare me like that."

"I love you too, Noah. I am all in, I promise," I croaked, straining to voice my thought. My eyes finally fell shut and  I welcomed the quiet emptiness...once again.

Ten years later

Author's pov

She played with her dog and her father Noah watched from afar.

He missed his wife so so much and he wished she was right here with him. Veronica was the splitting image of her mother. The little girl was a split fire and sure to break many hearts in future.

"Honey I'm home." Victoria said walking behind her husband to surprise him.

It's been a month she went for the annoying business trip without her husband who insisted to stay behind and watch their daughter., although he his first son xavier was now an independent young man, living his own life with his beautiful girlfriend and a son.

Time flies truly.

"What are you thinking so deeply about."Victoria asked her husband looking into his vibrant green eyes she could never get tired of.

" I was thinking about how I can never let you out of my life baby, never ever.

It's me and you,together in this forever. " He said giving Victoria a deep kiss to seal the deal.

The end.