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Opening the door to the small pocket of dark space a very dim light shone into the small closet to reveal a small clump of raven hair completely weary and thin lying on the closet floor. A small bump protruded from her lower abdomen and the moment the door was opened the ice blue eyes lifted. Her head was severely bruised and she had an infected gash from where he bashed her skull in.
"And how are WE today, pretty little showhorse?"
Mindy nearly vomited from hunger but said nothing. Instead she hung her head and just coughed whatever she could up.
"Aw…" he watched her clutch her lower abdomen while vomiting and chuckled, "you still sick, showhorse?"
Saying nothing she just glared hatefully before coughing and sniffling. The collar around her neck was nearly hanging off because she had gotten so skinny. He could count her ribs and Aiden was literally eating away her muscle tissue to keep himself alive. Mindy had become nearly half her size because Aiden had to literally eat away her body to stay alive. She wasn't losing the baby so as far as she was concerned he could eat away her bones and everything else in her as long as he was able to be born alive. The last thing James needed was for his baby to die.
"Well guess who I talked to today?" bending down so his hands rested on his knees condescendingly he gave Mindy a phony smile and she tried to growl, "Your precious Jamie sure loves you, Baby Doll…he loves you so much he stopped looking for you!"
Mindy looked even sicker and he nodded happily.
"Oh I know how much that hurts, my pretty little fucking showhorse trust me. I know how upset you must be. You worked so hard trying to hold onto that baby when he don't even WANT you…" he relished the way her eyes glazed over, "Don't believe me? It's all over the news, showhorse. Your man's moved on. Gave up on ya"
Mindy nearly died at that very statement. Her chest got tight, she gagged, she heaved…
"Awwwww showhorse I know how you must feel now…your beautiful precious JAMIE has moved on from you without even really looking for you. Kind of puts things into perspective for you now, doesn't it? How he never wanted you to begin with? The inbreeding fudge packer wants no part of your sorry ass anymore, sweetheart! You're OLD news! NOBODY is looking for you anymore, pretty little showhorse. You keep holding onto that baby when you can just let it go before you die before he gets to see the light of day. Here…" out of his pocket came a pocket knife and he dropped it on the floor within Mindy's grasp, "You can fix that pretty little showhorse I know you can…"
Eyeing that pocket knife Mindy's large blue eyes widened and she shook her head, which clearly he didn't like.
"What?" he stalked closer, "What'd you say, showhorse?
Saying nothing she shifted her position balancing herself on her child sized hands and he nodded along at her.
"Oh I see…you don't believe me about your JAMIE, huh? Well he ain't coming for you. I talked to him already and the search is off. Some Mark figure came back into his life and he forgot all about you and the damn baby."
Out of nowhere she started sobbing loudly, and so he laughed at her. She was so fucking pathetic for him he laughed at her.
"Don't run out of breath now!"
She began heaving. Hyperventilating and gagging she stared at the floor and just suddenly stopped on a dime. Her head lolled back against the wall and she simply looked ready to die.
"Awwwww I'm sorry, pretty little showhorse…" he cocked his head while watching her hold a hand over her lower abdomen and shake her head at the poker, which he didn't appreciate at all, "What? Are you fucking kidding me? He DOESN'T. WANT YOU. IDIOT."
With quivering lips she dipped her head because she knew that.
"He GAVE UP on you! Moved on! You're FINISHED. Get RID of the thing before it eats you from the inside out!"
"Good" was all she said to that and curled in a ball against the wall. If she was better off dead than so be it.
"Good?" scowling he stormed towards her while dangling the knife, "I tell you if you don't cut that thing out that you're DEAD and HOW do you react? HUH?" he lifted her chin and let her eyes drop to the side, "You are GOING to DIE you dumb bitch!"
"Good."
SMACK!
Her head snapped to the side but she felt nothing. Instead she just lolled her head to the side and looked at him out the corner of her eye. The little bitch truly didn't care what happened to her body.
"You know he don't give a shit if you make it out of this, right?"
"Yes."
"Then why go through all the heartache, huh?" flicking the knife towards her she stared at the blade without fear, so instead he went for the jugular with her and grabbed a handful of lengthy beautiful raven hair, "Hmmm….we know how much THIS means to you, right? We know all about our pretty beautiful HAIR, right?"
"No."
"No?" smacking her across the face again he watched her head just hit the wall before cutting into the infected wound on her head, actually cutting off a large piece of her scalp with hair attached to it and she just let it happen. In fact she went limp on the ground and let the blood pour from her skull onto the floor. It didn't even seem real anymore she truly didn't care. He could have lobbed her tits off she'd give less of a reaction. "You're fucking pathetic, you know that?" eyeballing her tiny body he began to laugh louder, "What did he EVER see in you, pretty little showhorse? No wonder he forgot all about ya so fast."
With that he snapped a bunch of pictures and slapped the door shut, carrying part of Mindy's scalp with him along with the tripod.
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James opened his eyes to see Mindy's heart had been taken from him and he panicked. Even though he was in the hospital bed he ripped the IV out of his arm and rolled right off, but six different nurses rushed in to hold him back.
"James NO! PLEASE Mr. Lawson stay in bed PLEASE!" they tried to hold him but it was no use, so a needle was jabbed in James's arm by a male nurse to sedate him, but it didn't help. He was still violently tearing the room out for Baby Doll's heart. It wasn't there it wasn't there.
Elizabeth's screaming caught his eye as Natalya appeared in the doorway holding a brown package.
"It's for you…" she knew he shouldn't have it but who knew. Unable to even get his hands to work right James tore open the package to find pictures of his wife's corpse lying on the ground completely pale and sickly along with the next surprise…a chunk of her scalp with hair attached and a few of her fingernails torn straight from her hands.
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Sitting in James's office Chelsea had her set of Crayola crayons with over two hundred colors in the large box on his desk next to the large canvas Mindy usually used for painting. She was in Daddy's swivel office chair and she had an completely unreadable expression on her chubby baby face.
A yellow crayon was in her hand as she scribbled away and the door slowly opened behind her. Sneaking in behind her was Scarlett, whose face was completely tear-stained and Chelsea didn't notice. She still drew on the paper much like her mother did when interrupted and before kissing the side of her baby sister's curled blonde locks Scarlett just had to catch a glimpse of the canvas.
Chelsea had used a green for the grass and had two mounds of gray which clearly were supposed to be tombstones. Further trailing her eyes up Scarlett caught sight of the two figures with large angel wings. One had a mane of raven hair, large blue dots for eyes, long eyelashes, and an angel dress and it had a smiley face with extended arms. Right next to the raven-haired angel who clearly was their mother was a blonde haired blue-eyed little boy angel who clearly was Tryg. Scarlett was already silently crying when she saw at the bottom there was a little scribble of yellow with blue dots for eyes reaching up for the raven-haired angel.
Tears fell down Scarlett's face in buckets and her face buried into Chelsea's shoulder, sobbing her brains out.
"I love you Chelsea, I love you I love you!" kissing her sister's hair it didn't take long for Chelsea to start screaming too and nearly rip her picture from frustration.
"MOMMY!" Chelsea wailed and slammed her palms to the desk repeatedly, "MOMMY! MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY!"
"No…" Scarlett shook her head to the point that tears were dripping over her nose and she traced her fingers over the raven haired angel, "Chels, Mommy's not coming back…you know that. Mommy and Tryggy are with the angels now…"
Hearing that outside the door Amber hugged her knees to her chest and trembled violently. She hadn't said a single word to anyone since the news broke. Instead she put on one of her mother's nightgowns and a black Stratusfear hoodie with her band's emblem on it. She knew she shouldn't have but she went through her mother's bedroom just to touch anything she could which belonged to her. She'd gone through her own personal photo albums since she assumed James had none and just stared by herself for hours. Her gray stuffed cat she had practically from birth which she named Kanga Cat sat in her arms and she remembered the very day her mother had gone out and bought it for her. Babies weren't supposed to retain memory before the age of three but she did remember. She remembered everything about her mother. Her mother outside of her sisters was really all she had. And now she was gone, which meant Amber truly had nothing in her life.
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Letting her toes dip in the pool water Taylor truly had no idea even what to think. Mindy was dead and she loved her like crazy. She had gone from superfan to adopted daughter because of what she did for Cooper and now she was gone. She did love her dearly and now she felt a gaping hole in her chest. Not to mention her and the kids. She was officially legal so technically if Mr. Lawson wanted to kick her out on her ass, he could. He could do away with all of them. The kids weren't his and if he wanted they could all be gone like that. She had no real way to know what James would do to them all. She wasn't even sure if he truly loved Mindy, there was no real way for her to know anything. Clearly his feelings for Elizabeth were apparent but Mindy was just a spouse. She was expendable. He could always get another one. He had demonstrated that according to both Amber and Mindy many-a-time that he could easily make their lives a living hell. He couldn't even leave his boyfriend for her so he led her on like a sixteen year old girl.
What she would do for money began to settle in and scare her. She knew Cooper, Connor, and Elizabeth would stay under James' wing but she had so many little ones to care for without a real job. She knew James was Mindy's conservator of her estate so he had control of all her billion dollar empire.
Taking a few quick breaths Taylor stood up to gather herself and go back inside to probably prepare the little girls for the inevitable when Cooper was standing in the doorway just watching her sit by the pool. Keeping silent at first Taylor tried hard to contain herself but it was so hard. So many things she wanted to say but didn't. Clearly he was just standing there because he was Cooper and that's the type of shit he did. Nothing could be taken as a sign.
But his eyes…they were so unbelievably blue. If Mindy were a boy she would be Cooper. The two looked like identical twins. Put a wig on Cooper and he was Mindy. Shave Mindy's head she was Cooper.
Curling her lips she went to pull open the French handle to go inside, but he blocked the way.
"Cooper…" staring at the handle she meekly crossed her arms across her pitifully thin body and leaned to the side, "please…move."
"No."