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Live Free or Let Me Die
Digidestend Angel
Chapter 11
Open Wounds
I'm not giving up, giving in when will this war end?
When will it end?
-Skillet
Beck and Cat, along with Julian on Cat's hip, opened the door to their motel room they'd be staying at for the night, and Beck put their bags along the wall as Cat laid the sleeping 2 year old on the bed. Cat sighed. "It's been such a long day."
Beck scoffed. "A long week actually."
Cat tucked Julian in under the blankets and gave Beck a smile. "Has it really been a week already?"
"Hard to believe, I know." Beck said, taking her hand and helping to stand up to her feet. He smiled at her. "I love you." And kissed her lips gently.
Cat leaned her forehead against his. "I love you too."
Beck kissed her forehead and then sighed. "I saw a Chinese take-out down the street. I'll walk down there and get some dinner for us."
Cat nodded, taking off her shoes. "Okay, but remember Julian can only have-"
"The chow-mien noodles." Beck grinned as he grabbed his jacket again. "I know, I know."
Cat giggled. "I was just making sure." She gave Beck a hug before he left. "Be careful, please."
…
Beck came out of the restaurant with a bag full of food as he hugged his jacket closer to his body from the windy weather. He began to walk down the road, but someone stopped him. "Beck Oliver." A female voice was heard from the table and chairs next to him.
Beck quickly turned and saw her. Beck growled. "You."
The blonde woman, who has done nothing but give the Oliver family nightmares for months, chuckled evilly as she sat in a relaxing position in the chair. "Me." She sighed out her laughter. "Sit down, Mr. Oliver, and let's talk." The blonde woman said, motioning to the empty chair across from her. "We have much to discuss, I believe."
Beck clenched his fist. "Give me one reason why I should talk to you about anything?"
The woman smirked as she held up a device in her hand with a red button on it. "Because if you don't, I'll push this button and the hotel room your wife and child are currently resting in will set off a bomb and no more wife and son for you."
Beck's eyes widened dangerously as the pure thought of Cat and Julian no longer being with him made him collapse into the chair across from her. He gripped the handles. "Why can't you leave us alone?"
"You took something from me over three years ago, and that something was precious to my heart." The woman said bitterly. "And now, I'm trying to take something precious from YOU."
Beck gulped, his heart racing. "My wife?"
"Yes." She nodded. "I won't touch your son, that's a given."
"You're threatening him right now with that trigger in your hand!" He snarled out, thankful no one was outside to hear their dreadful conversation.
"But if I push it, it will be your fault." She shrugged with a smirk. "Otherwise…I'll kill your wife sooner or later. Revenge is sweet to me."
Beck saw red once again, wishing he never left the gun to be buried at the local park a few blocks from his house back in Hollywood. "If you touch a hair on my wife's head, I swear to God I'll make your death last for years of torture." He threatened, and his voice was low and dangerous to the point it worried him. "She's already been through so much life-threatening things in her life, I REFUSE to let her through that trauma again!"
The woman, however, seemed unaffected by his threat. "Be as it may, you're not stopping this. I want vengeance for the pain you caused me for the past three years, and I'll be taking away your angelic wife soon enough." She shrugged. "I'll admit though, your wife is a sweetie-pie."
Beck didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or not. "Don't hurt my wife." He said suddenly. "Kill me instead. Do what you want to me. If I did something to piss you off, then torture me! Not her! She's innocent!"
"She's not totally innocent in this situation." The woman mused, enjoying the rage she was bringing out of Beck. "She was the one who my husband cheated on me with for almost a year."
The world seemed to freeze for Beck. "Wait…what?"
"Yes, I was Todd Matthew's wife…now widow." The woman sighed. "I won't tell you my real name, of course not, but you can call me "Lucy". And let me tell you, Beck Oliver, you killed my husband. I know you did. I saw you leave that hotel after his room caught on fire. The fireman said it was the wiring in the room, but I saw you climb down the fire escape that day." She glared daggers at the confused man. "You killed my husband."
"I do not understand an eff-ing word you're saying here!" Beck snapped, unable to wrap his head around everything.
"Todd told me he was in the army when I first met him, so he was supposed to be DEPORTED in early 2009 till God-only knows when. He sent letters and everything with no address because in the war, you're not supposed to know where they are." She gripped the coffee cup in her hands with a dangerous grip. "I found out he had been cheating on me obviously and buried himself in deep shit when I saw his face on every billboard and news channel in mid-2010, saying that he had kidnapped Cat Valentine after framing YOU for her kidnapping in the first place. He had been dating her for almost a year, beat her, raped her, and kidnapped her from you after you guys had been on the run for over a year."
Beck swallowed. "Oh my god…"
Lucy scoffed. "Yeah, I wasn't happy. I finally found him as he was buying groceries in Scotland and I told him to leave Cat Valentine down in the tunnels to rot so we could live a life elsewhere. We went to Ireland for a 2nd honeymoon, to patch things up and stuff like that. I let him sleep in while I went to go get coffee from the Starbucks a few blocks away. I came back just in time to see you leave the room's window and climb down the fire escape." She glared at Beck. "You damn bastard! You took my husband from me! I wanted to take your wife from you, so I went back to the tunnels in Scotland to kill her, but she had already been rescued. You both were lucky these past couple of years, but now it's time to get this over with. Once I have my revenge, you and I can go our separate ways and live our lives to find new people and make new-"
"I DON'T WANT NEW PEOPLE!" Beck said, tears coming to his eyes as he stood from his seat. "I WANT MY WIFE SAFE!"
Lucy snickered. "Sorry, but that's not happening." She stood as well, leaning across the table towards Beck. "If you think I'll take pity on you, guess again. I'm going to kill your wife when you least expect it." Suddenly Lucy grabbed Beck's hand with a bruising grip, and forced him to take hold of the trigger, pressing his thumb on the red button. She smirked. "Don't let go…if you do, you'll have killed your wife yourself, along with the only son you have left."
Beck's heart was stopping on and off as Lucy laughed evilly, getting into a random car, driving away. In his hand was the device that meant death for his family…and he couldn't let go.
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Beck rubbed his wife's arms, and kissed her head. "We'll make it through this. You'll see. It will be-"
"Where's Julian?" Cat asked suddenly, interrupting Beck.
Beck stood up so suddenly and looked around. "Oh my god."
Cat stood up as well and ran towards the sandbox and saw the action figure her two year old had been playing with, but he was nowhere in sight. "JULIAN!" She screamed out.
Beck's heart pounded in his chest as he felt another anxiety attack coming on.