Judas kiss novel Chapter 49

He said don't tell anyone but-

Mila didn't count.

Mila was her best-friend, of course she had to know. Della had called her immediately after Spencer had left her bathing. That lunatic had even put bubble bath and even softly scrubbed her back. He seemed very remorseful, he whispered. 'I'm sorry'?every second.?'It won't ever happen again'?Della was smart enough to just keep quiet. Her heart stopped beating when she finally saw a gun hidden on the side of the dressing table. It seemed he had removed it with the intention of taking it back after he was done whatever he intended to do.

In her whole existence of living she had never seen one, live. She was well aware that if Spencer wanted to kill her right here right now, he would have but he didn't. He grabbed a clean towel and wrapped it around her body. Della was scared stiff. She went to sit on the bed in her towel, still in shock. She wondered when he would leave because Leo would be here soon. She didn't want Leo to see her like this. She looked like a broken doll.

"Can I..get my phone?" She whispered.

"FOR WHAT?!" Spencer said defensively, she shivered with fear.

"I-i want to tell Andre that Leo should s-sleep over there because I don't want my baby to see me like this.." Della almost broke into painful weeping.

Spencer nodded.

He knew she was right, she looked horrible. Her sensitivity skin still had the mark where he had relentlessly clapped her. Her eyes bright red from all the crying, he couldn't even recognize her either. She looked like a mess.. then guilt crept in; this was all his doing.

"I will go get your phone and type for you.." Spencer said softly and she nodded. She went to her wardrobe and grabbed a T-shirt and trouser pajamas, she didn't want to dress provocatively. Spencer was a psycho, she was so sad. She felt like nothing ever goes right in her life. Her mother has never cared and now her father turned out to be a psychopath. Spencer could be lying but then why would he? She had seen it with her own eyes when he kept yelling?'I'm a good boy.'

Nothing good ever came out of anything she decided to pursue. This felt like a role play in a novel. Her life felt like that. The only good thing that came out of it was Leondre, her little boy. Thinking about him made her want to cry.. she did. Just thinking about how overprotective Leo was of her. Leo never wanted to see his mom hurt or crying. He remembered how Leo avoided Spencer at all costs, this must have been the reason. What was Spencer doing to her baby?

"I just texted him with your phone.. he said Albane will take him to his house." Spencer said cautiously. "I told him, you were not feeling well.."

She nodded.

Still waiting for him to leave.

"I'm fine now.." She smiles with teary eyes. Spencer felt guilty just looking at her.

"Do you want me to cook you some chicken soup?" He asked and she immediately shook her head.

"No no, I'm fine. I just want to sleep." She protested against his idea almost immediately.

Della looked back at where the gun had been hidden and it wasn't there anymore.

"I'm sure you need some alone time. I will go now but I will check up on you sometime later. I love you." He kissed her cheek making her flinch a bit.

"Okay." She whispered.

That was how he had left and now after telling Mila everything that occurred. They both silently cried. Mila was crying because her best friend could have been hurt. He could have killed her. He had the power to, he could have raped her if she had not vomited at the sight of him forcing his manhood on her mouth.

"I hate h-him.." Della cried.

"I want to cut off his dick and personally feed it to him." Mila said furiously inflamed.

"You c-can't tell anyone.. he is dangerous. You should have seen him Mila, he had this look in his eyes that told me that he was going to deal with me once and for all h-he even had a gun." Della couldn't hold back her tears as she spoke.

"I guessed right. Garreth is part of the Mafia, Alfredo and fucking Spencer too. They are all one clique.." she sighed.

"Maybe you should tell Andre?"

"No no no, he will make things worse. He will match over there and probably beat Spencer to a pulp.. I don't want them to hurt him.." She paused. "Andre acts out of impulse most of the time."

"I know, Andre is predictable. Plus the drugs what not.." Mila said resentfully. "Andre could be serving a life sentence for those drugs and the Levetté company will crumble down.."

"I don't want that.." Della added gently.

"He doesn't deserve that. It's as if meeting me brought him so many misfortunes."

"No Della, don't speak like that.." Mila comforted her friend.

"I just feel that way.. everywhere I go it's like there's a dark cloud following my every move. I can't trust anyone.."

"You can't."

"So what now?" Mila questioned.