Chapter 31: Ruin Him

Laura's POV:

Gwen slammed her hands down on her hips, positively radiating righteous anger.

“How dare that arsehole. How dare he try to flirt with you.” She was fuming with anger, her face was contorted and she had that same feral, dangerous look, she had had that night.

I rattled my cup against the saucer before managing to put both back on the table, with shaky hands.

I didn't want to cry, I didn't want to breakdown. Not again, not ever.

But the tears were welling up in my eyes, hot and desperate to pour out in large torrents at the slightest chance.

I sniffed, sucking in a deep breath. Inhaling Gwen's Flora perfume and My Riggs in the process.

Gwen perched down on the couch closest to me and reached for my hands, grabbing them in her firm, warm ones. She squeezed gently.

“I know it's hard on you, Laur. “ She began.

How could it not be hard on me when the monster who defiled me, is trying to force his way into my life. Again.

I sighed and looked away, staring at the TV playing in the distance.

Gwen squeezed my hands again. Her earlier outrage had long since disappeared and was replaced with worry and care. Her voice was soft and low.

I didn't say anything as she spoke. Well, it was best if I didn't speak.

I didn't trust myself. I didn't know if I'd be able to hold back this hot tears, if I opened my mouth.

I swallowed hard.

“We could file a suit against him for rape and assault again. I'm confident we'll win.” She suggested.

I shook my head immediately.

We couldn't! “No!”

If we couldn't win six years back, when he was just an overly spoilt playboy raking in his father's money. We definitely couldn't stand a chance now. Not when he had money and access to people in high places, and his father's influence behind him.

Worst off, I'd end up loosing Ria. And I didn't want that. I didn't want that kind of life for neither myself or for my daughter.

“But it's still worth a try, think about it.” She etched on.

“No,” I repeated more forcefully, taken Gwen by surprise. Her eyes shot to my face. Eyeing me suspiciously.

“Have you considered what would happen to Ria, if we did that?” I asked, studying her face.

She shook her head, clearly wondering where I was driving at.

“After all this years of risking everything to raise and protect her, how do you think I'd feel— if I lost her, instead of getting Justice.”

Gwen's eyes widened, as she followed my train of thoughts. I continued.

“I can't let that happen. I wouldn't.” I shook my head firmly. If my daughter ever discovered her Dad was that monster, I couldn't possibly think about how traumatic it'd be for her.

“I'll just have to endure it.” I blurted out, earning myself a gasp from Gwen.

“But we both know that's just as good as walking barefoot into a burning bush. You'd end up only hurting yourself more.” She shook her head. “We can think of something else.”

“No. There's no need.” A plan was already building in my mind. I stared unseeingly at the chandelier overhead, as the words poured out of my mouth before I could stop myself. “If he's so interested in me, I can use that to my advantage and break him. I can ruined his life like he ruined mine.”

God was finally giving me the right to avenge myself. I couldn't miss it.

“What?” Gwen suddenly exclaimed, jerking me back from my thoughts.

I tore my eyes from the chandelier and met hers, headlong. “If I can't get Justice from the law, it's high time I took laws into my hands, don't you think so?”

She shook her head frantically, “You don't have to do this Laura, there's another way. A safer way.”

I shook my head, my heartbeat was racing so fast, thumping so loudly. That the blood rushed to my ears.

Although I was afraid, I wasn't going to back down without a fight. I hooked eyes with Gwen's pleading eyes. There's no safer way. “I'm done playing safe, Gwen!”

She stared back at me with bulging eyes, not even daring to blink. Her hands clutched mine, tightly. So tight.

The doorbell clicked, making us both jerk our head to the door, startled.

Brian's head popped through the door, before his entire body did. His green eyes zeroed on us, immediately he stepped inside.

“Are you ladies, alright?” He asked, walking towards us.

I attempted a smile, but that only made me look as though I had toothache. I had to drop it in the end and muttered “We're fine.”

Gwen was better off, than I was. She smiled effortlessly at him as he approached.

“Hi, Brian.” She greeted in a fake sweet voice.

“Hi.” He nodded at her and walked over and sat on the couch beside me. He flung his hands over my shoulders and stared intently at my face.

I gulped, my heart was beating rapidly and tried to keep a straight face.

“So can you tell me, what's wrong with you?” He asked, his gaze lingering on me. Making me feel exposed.

My face flushed, “Nothing. Nothing is wrong.” I stammered, then mechanically broke in to a smile.

Brian didn't fall for it, “You sure, or you want me to forcefully dig it out.”

I tried to pull myself together and conjured what I thought was a reassuring smile as I answered back, gesturing to Gwen.

“I and Gwen has just being discussing some girl stuffs, I'm sure you don't want to hear that.” I said, while raising my foot to clipped Gwen in the shin. So she could back me up.

“Ugh, yeah. We were just talking.” Gwen said a minute late,but even that made us look more suspicious.

Brian surveyed the two of us. While I secretly prayed in my heart.

He should go.

Just get up and go to your room.

I didn't want him to find out, because he'd ruin all my plans. He couldn't find out.

He finally gave a resigned sigh, when he saw neither of us were talking. “Suit yourselves.”

He stood up from the couch, picking up his briefcase, with one last look at us. He thundered away on the tiled floor to his room.

I gave out a huge sigh in relieve. Gwen tilted her head to one side and stared at me, trying to unravel my intentions.

“Why are you not telling him?” She asked once she thought it was safe enough to speak, arching her eyebrows at me.

“He wouldn't take it calmly.” I said reaching for the teacup and saucer. “It's best if we keep him in the dark. I don't want any further complications in my plan.”

This was my only shot, my only chance to get back at Jaxon. I can't afford to ruin it for any reason.

He was going to pay for ruining me and if pretending to love him was the only way to get this revenge, then so be it.

I sipped on the tea.