Bloody Fog - Episode 27

"So you lied to me??? I thought I was clear you were to abort that bastard." yelled Gerald to Nick's mother on the phone.

"I couldn't do it." replied Nick's mother her lips trembling.
She couldn't breath, it felt like someone was choking her.

"I wish you had died when I hit you with my car back then but it seems you have 15 lives more than a cat and you didn't lose that bastard." Gerald snarled.
"I am gonna kill him, since the job was hard on you. I am gonna do it myself." Gerald spat with fury.

"Is it not enough am paralysed, you haven't spoke to me in twenty nine years. Please don't harm him, I will take him far away." A cry for desperation forced itself up Nick's mother throat and she felt a drop run down her cheek.

"Why should I trust you and you failed me the first time????" Gerald yelled slamming his fist down onto the table. His anger was hunger for destruction.

"I am gonna kill him, soon very soon woman. I am not gonna spare him." Gerald threatened her throwing a bottle of whisky across the room.

"Please, don't kill my son. You already killed my husband

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. Not my son,not my son."
As she continued pleading Timmy got into his father's office and Nick approached his mother and so they hurriedly ended the call.

"Mum, are you okay??? You trembling." asked Nick and his mother just nodded trying to calm her trembling lips.

"Mum you are sweating??? And it's chilly in here." said Nick, his hand on her forehead checking if she had a fever giving his pale mother a concerned look.

"The coffee I took I guess." His mother stammered.
"Okay, so I have decided to chose Dee over the favour. What do you say mom???" Nick litled.

"Go to London, like tonight. Just leave this madness alone. Just go.Let me tell Susan to pack your bags." His mother cried out, her trembling hands over her mouth.

"No, What are you saying??? Didn't you hear, I wanna be with Dee. I don't wanna leave." Nick agonized.

"Just go, leave this drama behind. I can't lose you too." His mother begun crying, heaving with sobs.

"Mum, what's wrong???" Nick shuddered cupping her face.

"Leave, just leave. He is dangerous, a brutal man with no mercy. I can't lose you too." She begun crying on his shoulders hugging him.

"Mum, what are you saying???" Nick asked confusingly pulling her back. 

"Nothing, it just dangerous and I don't want you to get hurt." She lied trying to push her tears back. Anxiety behind the forced smile.
"Stop being melodramatic mum," laughed Nick.

"In both cases you will hurt one of them, either uncle Alfred or Dee so just leave.

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. Go begin a new life far from them. You remember Gerald doesn't want you near Dee" She pleaded.

"I am sorry mama but Dee is my London and my life. And I am gonna be with her even if it means going against Gerald." Nick retorted," So support my decision mom. I don't care what uncle Alfred has against Gerald but it doesn't concern me. I am going to talk to him mum and end this madness." He retorted wiping off his mother's tears.

"Just leave Nick. It's not worth it." His mother tried to convince him but it was as hard as breastfeeding a duck. Deep down she knew Nick going against Gerald was a losing battle which led to death and she couldn't take it. Gerald was always the joker in the cards.

"Mum you either with me or with Uncle Alfred. Choose???" Nick pinned her and she had no choice but to stand with her son.

Her whole body had paralyzed  with fear, she had to act so fast before she buries her son.

"Mum, I won't be a bait.  Plus it doesn't concern me so I am gonna live my life with my Dee. It's Uncle Alfred and Gerald's issue you know." Nick stated and his mother painfully nodded trying to even her breaths.
She felt scared for her innocent son at the back of her throat.

"I will always be here to support and protect you." His mother assured looking at him, taking his hand in hers.

"Thank you." Nick hugged her and she couldn't control the tears welling up in her eyes.
The air was still, hot, stuffy against her skin, she had to save her son. 

But the question was how????