Ynnah
So much surprises. Lots of secrets. And too much revelations. In just a day. I don't know what to do. I didn't know what to believe.
They're keeping secrets from me after all these years. And they did not even dare telling me about it?
Aunt Amanda and Mommy knows each other long time ago, and not just that—they're Best friends! And what did she mean about Dad and her? That she should be his wife and not Mom? And about me should be dead years ago. What is the meaning of that? Did Aunt Amanda planned to kill me before?
But why?
"Are you sure that you're talking about me?" I heard my Mom said savagely as she smirked. "Weren't you the one chasing him before even though he really doesn't want you? And you even dared to use desperate and illegal measures to take him to your bed because he is not willing to."
What the hell?
I look at Aunt Amanda who is now glaring my Mom.
She did that?
"I only did that thing because I have no other choice!" she defended herself. "You stole him away from me! If you hadn't done that we would have been happy together now!"
"He is free before I get pregnant by Ynnah, Amanda," my mother told her which made me more surprised. So, Mom and Dad separated before? "We separated for one year, Amanda. You have the whole one year to make him turn to you. But did he even consider the idea of marrying you? No, because Francisco loves me up until now. And you'll forever be the mistress, bitch and homewrecker in the eyes of other people."
"Shut up!" she angrily said as her hand landed on my Mom's face. "If your daughter hadn’t lived, it would have been a whole family that Xandra and I would have been with! Your daughter must have really just died!"
My eyes widened the moment she revealed her daughter's real identity in front of me.
Xandra Marie, Xanders' elder sister is my half sister?
"Don't ever include my daughter in this! Not her!" The only time my mother lost her control was when Aunt Amanda directed her anger to me.
I wanted to ask them. I wanted to know everything about this matter, especially me and Xandra. I wanted them to clarify things to me but I can't. My mouth is still sealed and the only thing I could do is to be surprised to those revelations and nothing more.
"And who are you to order me?" Aunt Amanda asked my Mom. "You should be begging me by now, because your both lives are on my hands right now."
My mother bit her tongue, stopping herself from talking back because of my safety.
"Good girl," she smiled and put a new tape over my mother's lips. "Peace and quite."
Now, Aunt Amanda came to me. She grinned and bowed slightly to level her eyes on me.
"Hi there, Francine. The ex-girlfriend of my son," she said as she eyed me from head to toe. "Do you know that I hate you so much? Yeah, you heard it right. That's why I keep on pushing you away from my son because I really fucking hate you so much! And I hate you the most on how you look a lot to your mother," she sternly said as she caressed my cheeks. "Your father is all over you."
I averted my face from her hand and then looked at her sharply. She doesn't have the right to touch me!
"I don't know why you survived despite that accident. You should be dead on arrival. If I only knew, I wouldn't let you just lie on the ground after that dangerous hit and run," she said with full of regret. "You shouldn't be alive. You should never have lived."
I wanted to shout at her. She is such a bad person! An evil one! I regret why I kept pushing myself on them before just so they would accept me for their son.
"If you hadn't lived, you and your Mom shouldn't be in this situation right now." Aunt Amanda said angrily to me." But you lived and took everything from my daughter. You're just like your mother. Very fond of snatching and stealing— "
"Amanda!"
My father's baritone voice resonated.
Aunt Amanda's smile more widened. "Our special guest is here, he's finally arrived ladies," she said before walking behind me and Mom.
I saw my father being dragged by men in Black inside this abandoned room. After he was let into the room, the men immediately came out.
"Francisco, welcome!"
Daddy looked up at us. The fear I saw in his eyes as he watched Mommy and me was unmatched. His feet were not tied except for his hands so he tried to approach us.
"Don't come near here! Don't you ever dare!" I felt the muzzle of the gun press against me. It focused on my neck.
"I will definitely kill your daughter if you tried to step closer!"
Daddy stopped immediately. His eyes focused on mine for a while before he averted his eyes to Amanda.
"Amanda—"
"Oh, stop talking, Francisco. What I want you to do right now is to choose between these two ladies in front of you that you loved dearly right now," she told him. "Who among them you think should live? Your wife? Your daughter? Or.... None?"
Daddy just shook his head. "Just take me please! Don't hurt them! Take my life instead, please Amanda.. please."
"Did you hear me at all, Francisco?" she asked Dad. "I said, just choose between them. How difficult is that?"
I literally got chills hearing how much she talked about killing someone so easily. Is this how her hatred and anger take her? To kill someone just to be contented and happy?
Is this how her knowledge works?
"Amanda please, let go of them. Just take me! Take my life, but not them. Please," my Daddy begged. "Let go of my wife and daughter, it is me who you wanted right? I will do anything you want. Money? Company? I will give it to you all, just please let go of them."
Amanda shut for a while. After a few minutes she laughed again.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "I never thought that a time will come, Francisco Seung will finally beg to me. Am I dreaming?"
Daddy did not speak. He kept looking at Amanda directly.
"But don't you realize, it's too late now?" Amanda suddenly asked. "When I was the one who asked you to be fair to our daughter, did you listen to me? No! You favored Francine and Francis and gave scraps to Xandra! So what's make you think that I'm going to listen to your request, huh?"
"Amanda please—"
"I did everything, Francisco." Amanda said in so much despair. "I did everything to make you look at me! To make you love me! I even sold my soul in hell just for you and for our family!" she was breathing heavily, struggling to catch her breath because of so much pain, anger and despair as she lose her control. "The only man who—who made me feel that I'm worth it even dead in my own hands... For you! For us!"
My eyes widened even more.
She killed Uncle John? Xanders' Father?
What the hell?
"You killed my Dad?"
I was surprised to hear a voice I didn’t expect today. I peeked behind Daddy, and saw Xander standing in the doorway.
So, he knows where we are?