Cruel Destiny novel Chapter 41

The first half or part of the chapter is the same as the original one.

Natasha POV [7 and half months Pregnant]

Have you ever felt like God hates you so much that he wanted you to suffer?

I am feeling like this right now. It's like every door is closed for me and I have nowhere to go.

Last night after Liam's father's visit, I didn't know that the next morning would be torture for me.

I went to the restaurant as always but this time something felt wrong.

My stomach clenched in nervousness but still, I went inside and saw the owner and his wife arguing.

I stepped toward them and asked "What happened? Is everything alright?"

For the first time, I have seen hate and anger in Mr. Cameron's wife (Owner's wife).

I was taken aback when I saw it. She has always been good to me. So what happened now?

She just clenched her jaw and turned toward her husband and said "Do it otherwise we will be homeless."

She then glared at me and said "You are fired."

My jaw was on the floor when I heard those from her mouth. She has just fired me but why?

"But why?" I asked her bewildered

"It's nothing, Natasha. You go inside. No one is firing you." Mr. Cameron said

"No" His wife shouted "You are not thinking clearly. Just fired her or I will leave you."

"Would you mind telling me what happened?" I asked them wearily

"Mr. Knights called and told us to fire you or else he would take over our restaurant." His wife sighed.

I was shocked because I didn't know that Liam would do something like that.

I thought that maybe he would leave me alone after that night if I fulfilled his wishes.

But no he still isn't leaving me. I looked at Mr. Cameron's face. He was looking tense and I caught the glimpse of fear in it.

He had done a lot for me. He had sheltered me in his home when I was homeless and was on the roads.

He is very old and this restaurant is the only source of his and his family's income.

Even though it's mine too but maybe I can find another job. I have to repay their gratitude.

"Ok. I'll leave. Tell Mr. Knights that I won't come here again." I whispered in a heavy voice

I turned my back and took a step toward the door when I heard Mr. Cameron's voice.

"You are not leaving Natasha. It's the only job you have."

I wiped the lone tear which fell from my eyes and turned back to face them.

I gave them a small smile and said "I know but I'll be alright. I don't want to be selfish here. You have done a lot for me. It's time for me to pay you back."

"But how will you manage as you are pregnant?" He questioned me with concern.

I opened my mouth but I was cut off by his wife "the father of her child will take care of them."

I wanted to laugh as well as cry after hearing her words. Liam would take care of me and my baby?

He won't do shit. He just knows how to mess with someone's life.

I really don't know what happened to her. The reason behind her behavior is a mystery to me

She has changed a lot. She was not like this. She had been polite with me but that stopped when I got pregnant.

Maybe she thinks that I had become a whore. Or worse. I just shrugged and said, "I'll take care of myself."

I turned back and walked outside. I took a deep breath and shuddered when the cold breeze hit me.

I only had this job but not anymore. I sat on the bench in the park and stared at the children who were enjoying the snow.

The snow has been falling since morning making the surroundings colder than before.

I have never thought that I would see this day. I looked above at the sky and sighed when a snowflake fell on my red cheek.

Had it been some other time, I would probably be enjoying it as I love snowfall.

But now I can't. I am now jobless and I have to find a job quickly or it will be very bad.

I wish I could call Kelly and share with her my problems. But I just can't.

Why are you doing this with me, Liam? Why?

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I have been trying to find a job in this city but no one is ready to take me.

As days were passing, my hope to find a job has been diminishing. I really need a job or I will be on the streets.

After a day of wandering around the city for the job, I was exhausted. My legs were aching along with my body.

I looked down and forwarded my swollen feet and saw that they were demanding some rest.

I laid down on the bed and a whimpered left my lips when it touched my throbbing back.

It was hurting. My belly is now prominent as I have been losing weight.

I should have gained it but due to the limited amount of money, I couldn't buy the right food for myself.

I have been eating once a day which I know is not good for my health but I am helpless here.

I turned on my side as tears started to fall from my eyes. Why does my destiny have to be cruel?

I didn't know when I fell asleep while crying. I was in a deep sleep but I still could hear the voice of someone.

I woke up with a jerk when I heard the noise of something falling on the floor.

The sweat beads started to form on my forehead. Who might be here?

I pressed my trembling lips together. I was so scared. I got out of bed slowly without making any noises.

I looked around the room to find something to save myself from the intruder.

A tear fell from my eyes when I saw nothing that could attack that intruder.

I wiped it and saw a pair of heels on the floor which I had never touched after my date with him.

It might not do something enormous to them but it's better to have something rather than nothing.

I put my hand on my belly and staggered toward them. I bent a little down to pick them up.

"Stop where you are?"

I froze when I heard the cold voice of someone. I had heard this voice somewhere.

I stood straight and looked at them. My blood froze in my veins when I gazed at the person who had raped me.

Why did he come here? Will he rape me again? I don't think this time I could survive it.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him even though it sounded stupid.

There was a different man with him this time who was gazing at the door from time to time.

The person, who had raped me, just smirked and looked at me from head to toe making me tremble in fear.

I don't know what his intention was but it was not good that I could say the way he was gawking at me.

"You know I always had a thing for pregnant women. That's why Mr. Liam had chosen me." He laughed

His laugh was so scary. It had a lot of malice hidden behind it, making it more terrifying.

I took a step back when he stepped toward me. I looked behind it and saw that the other person was still gazing at the main door.

He caressed my cheek and I flinched hard. I don't want him to touch me. I don't want to be touched by anyone.

"Still so beautiful." He said

The lust was dripping from his words. Now I do not have any doubt about the intention with which he came here.

"Don't touch me," I whispered and shoved his hand away.

I felt a strong contraction and I screamed in pain. My legs were giving up and I was about to fall but that person pushed me to the bed.

He hovered over me and leaned toward my lips. I pushed him with all my strength and he fell.

I won't be raped this time. I won't let him touch me. It's my body and no one else.

"Alex, stop" the other person shouted with a loud voice as if he wanted to wake the whole world up and for that I am grateful.

Maybe after his voice, someone can come to save me. That's what I was hoping for.

The person, Alex, who was molesting me, glared at his partner and whispered yelled "Don't shout"

"Mr. Knights told us not to touch her. Don't do that man" his partner again yelled.

"Would you stop fucking shouting? She is going to die anyway. Then why not taste that pussy last time." Alex shrugged

My heart came into my mouth when I heard him talking about killing me. He would kill me.

I felt something trickling down my legs. Oh god. Am I going into labor?

It's so early as I was only 7 and a half months pregnant. I am so scared right now.

Tears started to fall from my eyes when he again loomed over me and started to pull on my shirt.

I screamed and felt a sting on my face. He slapped me again and grabbed my jaw in his big hands.

"Stop moving and take it like you did last time." He seethed

He pulled back a little and smirked "or you need a little motivation."

He pulled a knife out of his pocket and grinned "Just like last time."

I sobbed loudly and shouted "Help"

I didn't stop shouting until I felt a strong punch on my cheek making me scream in agony.

"Shut up bitch." He sneered and pulled my t-shirt over my head now I was bare as I wasn't wearing a bra.

I wriggled again and he put the knife on the side of my stomach, just like he did last time.

"Now stop moving." He whispered yelled at me.

I stopped moving just like last time. I closed my eyes tightly when I felt his hands on my lower.

Just as he was about to pull it down, we all heard a soft but scared voice with a knock on the door.

"Naty where are you?"

Kelly is here. Oh god, my soul sister is here. But what if they would hurt her too.

"Shit, Alex we have to leave." The second person yelled.

"How did that person come here? Didn't I tell you to shut the door?" Alex asked that person.

The person just shrugged and said "I forgot"

He just glared at him and turned to me. He pulled back the knife and stabbed me on the side of my stomach, making me howl in pain.

[Like in Annabelle movie :-(]

"Naty. Where are you?" I could hear Kelly scared voice and her hurried footsteps

He then put his hands on my neck and started to strangle me. I choked on my breath and moved my hands.

The other person grabbed him and pulled him away from me and yelled "We have to leave."

Alex groaned and ran toward the window. The person looked at me in concern and whispered "You will get help soon."

He too ran and I saw them with blurring eyes running from the window.

The last I heard before losing was consciousness was the sound of the opening of the door and Kelly's scared voice.

"NATASHA"

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Third Person POV

Kelly was pacing the store where she was working part-time. It's not like she had to work.

She just wanted to keep herself sane. She didn't make any friends here so to keep herself busy she started to work here.