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2019/08/25
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This story gave me more problems than I expected but in the end I'm almost satisfied. Enjoy it!
It was all your fault
It was 7 pm, Vanessa was preparing dinner for her boyfriend, Diego. The girl was 22 years old, shoulder-length light brown hair, brown eyes. She was at the fifth month of pregnancy and her belly was beginning to be evident. A pair of blue leggings and a light gray robe was all she needed to wander around the house waiting for her man to arrive. On the television they gave a replica of a western TV show, she wasn't so interested in the plot, it was right to have some noise in the background. From what she heard a gunslinger had arrived in the city and had entered the feud between two families.
It was a pleasant April evening, the sun was beginning to set and she had prepared a nice roast chicken with potatoes to eat with Diego and the little … Child. They hadn't wanted to know the sex of the unborn child, it would have been a surprise so for now for everyone was just Child.
At about 8am Diego finally arrived home, Vanessa ran to hug him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips "Welcome back!" Diego's eyes were bright, Vanessa could recognize when he drank and repeatedly tried in vain to make him stop. It was no longer like the year before when he had come to hit her a couple of times but every now and then he still came home after having first made a long stop at the bar.
"You drank, didn't you?"
"Only a couple of beers with Luca"
It wasn't a couple of beers.
"Honey, I told you you don't have to drink when you drive, I'm afraid"
"I told you, they were just a couple of beers"
"You don't want to leave Child without a father, do you?"
Diego frowns a moment "He would still have you"
"I would die of a broken heart!" She giggled putting her hand on her chest "Come on, I'm kidding. You should drink less anyway "
He smiled at her "I'll try"
"Let's eat, I made a mouth-watering chicken"
The two ate well, Vanessa was a really good cook.
"Aim for the hearth, Ramon" said the protagonist of the film shortly before he fell to the ground hit by a shot.
Diego swallowed another glass of wine, Vanessa looked at him thoughtfully. She tried to distract him to keep him from drinking.
"I saw some stuff for Child's bedroom, it was on sale, great price and good quality. If that's ok, let's go and get it on Sunday. "
He watched her, nodding. At least he had put down his glass.
I also wrote down a few names, Silvia is a name I would love for a female. "
"It's a beautiful name," he admitted unenthusiastically.
"I also thought of repainting the bedroom but for that there is still time, if anything I can think about it, Domenico will give me a hand …"
Diego darkened to hear the name of Domenico. Vanessa noticed it but did not yield. Domenico was always like a shadow in their midst. He had known Vanessa since they were children and they played together in the courtyard. Between them there had never been anything but a fantastic friendship that had continued throughout the school years and beyond. Diego had never accepted this friendship, he had always feared that between the two there was more, Vanessa did not laugh with him as she laughed with Domenico, she did not spend whole afternoons with him sending him messages as she did with Domenico. She reassured him, he was the only man she needed and she kept telling him she loved him all the time. Which was true: Vanessa loved Diego despite all his faults and would never betray him. Nevertheless, he continued to look at her childhood friend with suspicion.
"Don't you accept it yet?"
He slammed his hand on the table, making Vanessa jump
"No it don't accept it! Always with that cretin, always at his feet. I break my ass every day and you … "
"Diego calm down, I …"
"They saw you, did you know? This morning, at the bar, in the square. Always with that Domenico! "
Vanessa thought back to the morning. She had actually gone to the bar with Domenico but just to have a chat. He had talked to her about a woman who had started dating but one hour only and they said goodbye "
"Did we have a coffee, what should I do, stay indoors all day?"
"No, but …" Diego frowned, alcohol and anger confused his ideas "I don't want you to see him. Even Luca before … "
"Tell him to mind his own business!" Luca had never liked her, he drank more than Diego and occasionally got stuck in some shady traffic. And he was a fucking misogynist.
"But he's right, you shouldn't be so close, this thing drives me crazy. Even when in November you both followed that course … "
"And now what does it have to do with it?"
Diego sniffed "Luca made me think. The doctor said you are in the fifth month, right? "
Vanessa opened her mouth in disbelief. "Do you really think we lied to you? That we are lovers and that the child is his? "
"And what should I believe?" Was in tears.
"Diego, I love you" she approached to caress his cheek. At that moment, Vanessa's cell phone, leaning against the table, received a message. She went for half a second with her eyes to the sound source. Something snapped in Diego's head, from behind his back he pulled out a gun and pointed it at his girlfriend. She suddenly turned white.
"Don't you dare answer"
"Diego, what do you want to do?" Vanessa rose from her chair and backed away to the kitchen counter.
He stood up and held the gun pointed "Put an end to doubts once and for all"
"Where did you get that?" Diego had never had a weapon, he never even thought of taking one.
He thought about it for a second. "Curious, I can't remember. So: do you have a relationship with Domenico? "
"I already told you that …"
"YOU TWO FUCK?"
Vanessa jumped for the sudden scream. She looked around: she had come to the corner of the counter and could no longer back away. The hand instinctively grabbed a kitchen knife that was resting on the cabinet and pointed it at Diego.
"No! I repeat it to you another time, I love only you" the girl's voice was broken by tears "The child is yours, do not hurt me, I pray you "the hand with the knife trembled violently, the other hand protected the baby bump .
"LIAR!" Diego fired, his face flushed with alcohol and anger. The blow reached Vanessa just at the vagina, destroying her genitals and painting the cabinet behind her red. The girl took a few seconds to figure out that he had actually shot her. The knife fell from her hand, her whole body began to tremble. In shock she brought a hand to the wound and found it stained with blood and bits of meat. She couldn't accept that all that blood dripping towards the floor really belonged to her, there had to be a mistake, a joke of some kind. She couldn't accept that Diego had shot her.
"That's what you deserve, bitch"
Another shot, this time the bullet hit her belly, followed immediately by another shot, just to the left of the last one. Her knees gave way and the girl dropped down the sideboard, leaving a red trail behind her. With trembling lips and wide eyes, he looked alternately at Diego and the belly that held her child.
"What the fuck did you do Diego?"
"I killed that bastard and the slut who conceived him"
He walked over to her, slipped his fingers into the holes in her shirt and tore it off. He admired the wounds on Vanessa's swollen belly, then threw himself greedily at her breasts, starting to bite and suck.
"Stop Diego, please. Call an ambulance!"
"Are you fucking me? An ambulance! Now I'll fuck you! I'll show you how to treat a bitch"
He turned her on her stomach, not listening to her screams of agony and lowering her pants.
"Your cunt is out of the game, let's try something new. You never wanted to try it, now I'll have fun!" He penetrated violently her ass, leaning all his weight on the girl.
"Please, you're hurting me, stop!"
"Shut up, a whore like you doesn't have to talk"
The pain of the rape and the weight of her companion weighing on her belly sent waves of pain throughout her body, her brain could not work out an escape from all this. Soon she stopped fighting, she was just consuming energy unnecessarily. He came after a few minutes, spraying her on the back.
"I bet I fuck much better than Domenico, didn't I, Vanessa?"
Rising on her elbows, the girl felt waves of nausea, felt something rising from her stomach and looked with horror at the blood that came out of her mouth. Her hands trembled like leaves.
"Help me Diego, I beg you!"
A shot, a strong pain in the middle of the back "NO …" Diego grabbed her arm and turned her. He wanted to look into her eyes.
"Remember, it was all your fault"
Vanessa wanted to answer but two more shots reached her, one for each breast, at close range. She was dying and she knew it. She could not move a muscle, the pain was constant, she felt the blood flow warm from the wounds. She thought of the child inside her that he would never be born. He was probably already dead. She thought of all the projects she had with Diego, now unattainable. The last thing the poor girl saw was her boyfriend with her cell phone in his hand who was taking photos of her. Someone knocked violently on the door but it was too late, her eyes staring into space.
Diego sent the photos of the dying girl to Domenico, he also wrote a message "This is what your slut deserved". Send.
Outside the door, someone kept knocking, Diego looked again at the corpse of the girl who had betrayed him.
"I loved you Vanessa. It was all your fault"
He pointed the gun at his temple and pulled the trigger.
He died before reaching the ground, his body fell with his head resting on Vanessa's belly. The young couple lay in a pool of blood, one next to the other.
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