Chapter 2 Caught In Between

"Who is there?" Dylan pulled away from Mary the moment he heard that sound. The household has just one housekeeper Mary employed when her husband died to take care of the house. Nanny Agatha never barged in unannounced ever since she took the job.

"What's going on?" Mary asked in a whisper and looked around her bedroom. "Why did you have to put me in the mood only to bail out on me?!" She frowned deeply at her own displeasure.

"Shush! Someone is at the door," Dylan said with a finger crossing his lips and his eyes narrowed at the door.

Before they could catch her, she crawled to her bedroom and trembled on the ground with her eyes filled with tears. She struck her forehead against the wall and grabbed her hair anxiously. None of this felt real but with what she just saw back there, it was all real.

So all these years she feared that Dylan was cheating on her with different chicks in town, she was wrong.

He only loved her mother and fuck her every damn time.

"I have to get out of here," Alicia feared for her life and reached for her cellphone. She dialed on it and panted heavily into the speaker, clutching her shirt tightly. "What do I do now? He isn't picking up. Damn you!" She threw the phone aside and bawled her eyes out with her hand covering her mouth to prevent her from crying aloud.

Her cell phone lit up and she rushed it in terror.

It was a message from Liam.

Liam: What do you want? You shouldn't be calling another man when you are about to wed a few hours from now.

"Good he replied," her fingers began to type on the screen as fast as she could.

Alicia: Liam you have to get here fast, I am in danger. They want to kill me. Please track down my location and help me. Don't let them get me. The wedding is all a trap to take me out if the picture. That asshole is fucking my mother. I should have listened to you all these while. Please help me.

Liam: Stay where you are. Turn on your location on this fucking phone and ,ake sure you hold onto it till I get to you.

BANG!

Her hands trembled when she jolted at the sudden banging on the door. The house was quiet and the perfect arena for a murder scene. What if they found out about her awareness? With how Dylan smirked coming close to her, how is she sure he doesn't know yet?

She nervously gulped down her saliva and shifted on the ground to the side of her bed.

"You are back," he suddenly said to her, tracing his finger around the walls with each step he took to get to her. "I thought you were staying all night at Violets."

For the first time in four years, she saw a different side of him.

So cold and dreadful. His aura was damn fierce and horrific.

Her eyes kept blinking at her future husband with fear surging through her entire body. She felt powerless around Dylan. The fact that she met him here means she knows already. Dylan wasn't supposed to be in the house all alone with her mother at odd hours.

"Babe," her mother's voice echoed through the room. "What are you doing in Alicia's room? Why on earth did you leave like that? I told you she isn't back yet. Let's go back and finish what we've started already. I can't have enough of you..."

Alicia's eyes clouded with tears as she shook beside the wall in her room. She was scared of what is likely going to happen to her. Dylan was still smirking in front of her. Even though the room was dim, she could see his face.

"Please...please...please, I didn't do anything," out of fear she shook her head and pleaded. "Let me go. I promise to disappear without a trace. You have to believe me."

"Why are you scared?!" His cold tone rang through the room like thunder.

"Dylan..." Mary called for her lover when she entered the room, she went ahead to switch on the light to embrace the brightness but suddenly froze in her tracks flickering her eyes around Alicia and Dylan.

"She knows," he said.

"Oh!" Mary's lips curled up mischievously. "Then what the hell are you waiting for. Get rid of that bitch! I guess we don't have to wait after the wedding to eliminate her. Get to work, Dylan. And make sure you leave no trace."

"Huh?! Mother!" Alicia's voice trembled. "Why?!" Her hands embrace the numbness around her.

"Don't fucking call me that. You are nothing but a bitch."

With a loud voice, she shouted, "What are you talking about?!" At this point, Alicia damned the feeling that clouded her. If she is going to die then why can't she just let it all out. "You can't do this to me. I am your daughter! How could you fuck around with Dylan? What did I ever do to you? All of this was your plan to eliminate me."

"Shut the fuck up! I am not your mother, you piece of shit. I can never be your mother. You fucking killed my daughter, Alice. How dare you raise that tiny voice of yours at me?! You are nothing but a murderer. My daughter was just a little girl but you pushed her down the stairs and now, I am going to make you pay for everything you did to me. You killed your sister!"

"We were little and Alice fell on her own. I never pushed her, Ma. Don't play mind games with me. You are fucking around the man I am to marry. How could you?! You are nothing but a whore!" She yelled through the lump that settled around her throat.

SLAP!

"How dare you?!" Mary slapped her cheeks and grabbed her hair, "I am going to kill you..." she shoved her to the ground and dragged her daughter down to the living room like a criminal.

Alicia had bruises on her from all the shoving around.

Her silk dress tore and she smeared dirt and blood.

Dylan did nothing to defend her, he was enjoying the show. His lips twisted in mischief and he crossed his hands without a care in the world.

"Get the fucking papers, she has the damn papers tonight."

Dylan acted like the obedient gigolo he truly was and fetched the document accompanied with a pen. He came back with a cruel smirk on his lips and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back, making blood drip from her scalp. "Sign the damn papers Alicia." He forced the pen on her.

Her scalp burned and she yelled with tears falling from her eyes. "Why?! You are both evil!"

Dylan's smile faltered a little bit yet he remained indifferent.

"You bitch!" Mary smacked her on the face and blood gushed out from her nose. She grabbed her hair and yanked her head back.

She raised her blazing gaze on Mary fiercely and thrust the pen right into her fingers and drove it deep.

Mary yelled in pain and released her. "You bitch!"

Dylan punched her right in the face and grabbed her throat, squeezing it so that her breath felt shortened, "You do have a death wish, don't you?!"

"Fuck off," she spat on him and he slammed her face on the ground, making blood gushed out from her head, he kept on hitting her head on the ground with tears falling from her eyes, the entire room spun and she felt the darkness around her. "You pathetic traitor."

"All you have to do is sign the damn papers," he lifted her head and slammed it against the wall.

BANG!

Suddenly, the door burst open and everyone was in shock. His imposing figure commands attention. He growled as his piercing blue eyes scanned the living room, locking onto Alicia's pale face.

"Get the fuck away from her," he roared with so much anger.

"Huh?!" Dylan's eyes widened at the sudden slam against his head as he embraced the darkness around him.