vengeance or revenge
a few weeks passed neither of them able to confront each other about the issue.
her ordeal near forgotten in the midst of such a monumental loss.
their precious bundle buried and gone.
Simon completely immersed himself in work,whilst amy busied herself with the kids and in-between broke down multiple times a day.
sasha couldn't handle it anymore and told Vladinski he needed to speak to his daughter
and find out what happened.
as Monday rolled to Friday almost 2 weeks after the birth and death of thier son,Simon decided it was too much time passed.
he came home called the children and got them all in the car before amy even noticed she heard the engine turn over and the car speed off.....
she broke down again this time because she thought about what simon was previously capable of doing....what if he had changed the stress recently could push him back to regressing...where the children safe?was he?
she was helpless her body battered from pregnancy,birth and rape.
Simon was in no state for what he was doing to himself....the work,driving and the kids were too much for his sickly body...she worried for his mental and physical health....let alone the elephant in the room.
he didn't know the half of the matter and the way he acted was so pent up yet he held it well unlike how his former self would behave.
as her mind contemplated all of the possibilities her phone rang.
"amy we need to talk and by that I mean you....be ready I will be back in 20minutes....the kids are at your parents house "
she had no time to reply as the call dropped.
she prepared two coffees and stood at the back Lighting her cigarette, tears streaming and an abundance of thoughts crossing her mind as one cigarette lead to her third
within no time the door was unlocking
and he entered upon her billowing smoke out .
he approached her slowly and wrapped her in his arms.
he looked awful as if sleep hadn't met him in a few weeks.
he regained his former physic as he'd hit the gym daily to release the stress but he face spoke of many sleepless nights.
he bent to her ear level whilst holding her as she continued to puff out her pain in clouds.
and whispered softly" amy you have to tell me the truth of what happened "
she released into his hold shivering with fear and pain filled memories of that awful night.
"I can't si....its too much....I can't"
she threw the cigarette and pulled away trembling as she walked to the table and held her cup trying to lift it to sip some and failing due to her shaky hands.
he sat opposite her staring hard as the pain of her ordeal consumed him.
"amy I won't be able to stay if you keep
hiding like this.....its breaking my heart"
he picked up his cup drinking half and smiling at his wife "so you started smoking again huh?"
she looked up tensed "yeah it helps to calm my nerves "
he pressed her again "it would help you more if you trusted me....why won't you talk things can't get any worse than it already is "
she turned her head shaking it in denial .
he slammed the table in frustration.
"STOP FUCKING HIDING SHIT FROM ME....IM SICK OF THIS TELL ME THE TRUTH OR I LEAVE"
he stood at full height looking at her seething with anger and frustration his sanity at breaking point.
he reached her and picked her up by her arms
dragging her to the wall...caging her there as he pulled her face level with his.
"SPEAK NOW...someone had unconsenting sex with you and you expect me to sit here and allow that?do you?WELL DO YOU?"
Tears streamed relentlessly she shook even more if that was possible.
he slammed her into the wall forgetting her fragile state.
she refused to awnser so he pulled her roughly to the living room
"were you cheating on me? did it go wrong? was he good? " he goaded as he threw her on the sofa, as he removed his coat and sat in a chair opposite the sofa as amy adjusted herself.
"Simon I love you how could you say that? "
he stared coldly as his plan seemed to be working and continued being cold.
"well enlighten me then dear wife"
she shuddered at his tone.
"he...he was waiting for me ...he scared me so I couldn't move I didn't stop him....I was scared for the baby....he took all my clothes....he had a gun so I couldn't speak.....he took my dignity....he used me like a cheap prostitute....he made me do things so many things ....I'm ruined Simon I can't look at you and tell you this....please don't make me tell you u cant"
Simon leaned forward bringing the chair until his knees surrounded hers and he grabbed her hands firmly.
"amy tell me you know no matter what I love you....I need to be there no matter what let me be your counselling...if you can't tell the police or lawyer then tell me or it will eat you alive"
she breathed deep and looked around the dim room.
"ok but please don't talk I can't say this if not quick "
he nodded in understanding.
"so after he threatened me and the baby's life I did everything he said well especiallyas he coerced me with kicks and punches ....first he made me do mouth...then he did back thing...then hit me with a paddle and sprayed on me....then made me pose for pictures...he made me beg him to fuck me as he put it....then he did many times sometimes filming me screaming as it hurt so much...he shoved something in me and it really hurt. ..he laughed as he did all this and he stangled the life out of me at one point....I can't look at myself anymore and he killed our baby"
Simon pulled her into a strong hold and whispered "who baby?who was it?"
she said above a whisper "your father "
she didn't realise she'd said it...which was his intent all along....to wear her down until exhaustion made her unaware.
he held her until she slept then gently carried her upstairs to bed.
the rage settling in was he out for revenge or a long game of vengence?