Twisted Fate

“How could I? I made sure that rich brat paid for it with his life. I masterminded an accident and before falling into unconsciousness, he recognized me, he saw me and I knew if he ever comes out of the coma, he will expose me.

Then I played smart and I injected him to his death. He never came out of that coma. And do you know what annoyed me the most?” Nicolas Anderson asked, raising his head to look at the face of the fellow he was talking to when he suddenly realised who he was with.

He was going to tell him what annoyed him the most was the fact that Charlotte still didn’t give him a face despite her husband’s death before she committed suicide.

He stood up in alarm and for the first time in his life, he saw fear staring at him in his heart.

What happened to him? Was he hypnotised? What Alex asked made him keep saying the things that run in his heart everyday.

He had thought he was thinking about it. Did he really say anything about killing Frederick? Did he?

No, he must have been thinking about it as always. A day has never passed when he doesn’t think about it.

He had said it in his heart and not with his lips. He glared at Alex and bellowed, “get out of here, I don’t ever want to see you around me”

When Alex raised his head to look at the man who at this time was standing and towering over him, he felt like strangling him right away.

He had lost count of the number of times he called his father a rich brat. He had actually confessed to being responsible for his father’s death.

Nicolas Anderson saw Alex Foster and for the first time, he felt as if he was seeing Frederick glaring at him with bloodshot eyes exactly the day the accident happened before he went into a coma.

He shivered and he wasn’t seeing Alex but Frederick Foster. His eyes were icy cold and his facial complexion flushed red.

Next he saw his bloody face. The bleeding from his injured head dripped down to his body and his hands were bloody.

Nicolas Anderson began to shiver. He was afraid. No, Frederick cannot be here, he was dead. He saw to it that he never woke up.

Alex stopped the recording and slowly stood up. His fury was taking over him and he had to leave at that moment. If he stays another minute, he would choke Nicolas to death.

He had gotten his confession. His evidence was complete. Nicolas Anderson can never escape being jailed.

Just as Alex stood up, Nicolas screamed out in fear. He was shivering and the police officers standing by came quickly.

“What happened?” The first detective asked. But the next words that came out of Nicolas’ lips made them all paused, and that of course includes Alex.

Pointing at Alex, he began to say “You are dead Frederick. You can’t be here, you are dead already and I am the one who killed you.

Hahahaha I killed you. You were supposed to die in the accident but your life is so hard that it cannot be easily choked out.

I had to inject you to your death. And you know what, I do not regret it. You shouldn’t have taken away from me the only woman that I loved.

I loved Charlotte more than my life. You came over and won her heart simply because you are the rich dude, the heir to the Foster family.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

I had to kill you to pacify myself for my loss. I had killed you once Frederick Foster and I will kill you again and again…”Nicolas Anderson was gone insane.

Alex remained rooted at the point, staring at the crazy man. He doesn’t need to do anything to him to pacify his anger, his insanity was doing it for me already.

The policemen came over to hold Nicolas and possibly take him to the cell or make a complaint about his mental health, but they couldn’t.

He went violent and kicked them all off. He went furiously towards Alex but before he could raise his hand to hit him, the latter gave him a punch on his face and Nicolas staggered backwards.

His nose was swollen and bleeding. He fell down and groggily rose to his feet again, staggering.

“Oh you have indeed reincarnated. Did you come with my Charlotte this time? Charlotte is mine and if you try to take her away from me this time, I will kill you again…” Nicolas screams.

He tore his shirt and was ready to pull off his pants when he was grabbed from behind. His hands were handcuffed from behind and was being led away.

“Let me be, I will fight this bastard called Frederick Foster to the death. It’s a fight to the death, let me be…” he kept yelling until he was led away.

Alex just stared on until Nicolas faded out of sight. Was he really gone insane or was he just pretending to be crazy?

This man is so mean and he could put up an act to cover up for his utterances. He knew he had confessed his deeds and could decide to act crazy to escape execution.

“Frederick Foster was your father, sir?” The police chief who witnessed the scene that Nicolas created asked.

Alex nodded. “My dad was Frederick Foster and he was murdered by Nicolas Anderson because he married my mom” Alex answered.

“I want Nicolas Anderson examined by a psychiatrist to affirm the present condition of his mental health” Alex added before storming off.

When he got to his car, Alex got in and felt the pain and freshness of his father’s death. It seemed to him just then that his father had just died.

Nicolas ended his life prematurely. He didn’t let him live his happy life with the woman he loved. With his children and parents.

He terminated his life. He died because he loved his mother. Is loving someone a sin? Is being happy and wealthy a crime?

His father had done nothing to deserve the death that took him away from them. And the infuriating thing about it was that Nicolas never told his mother that he loved her.

They were mere friends. How can she ever think that he wanted something more intimate than friendship?

He didn’t confess his feelings to her but his father did and they are happy together. How was that his mother’s fault?

How was his father to be blamed for it all? His parents had nothing to do with Nicolas and he didn’t rest until he saw them separated, destroyed and intended to ruin him and Alice’s life.

Nicolas Anderson will pay for what he did to his parents, to his father and making his mother missed her husband until she committed suicide.

He would see that his parents’ deaths were avenged. This comes at the end of his investigation. He had gotten the answers that he sought and Nicolas would regret ever meeting someone called Charlotte in his life.

In the evening, Ella woke up again. She didn’t see Alex around but saw Rosa and her mother by her side.

Sarah was happy to see her mother and friend. She smiled at them. Rosa came over and helped her to sit up, placing a pillow behind her for support.

“Where is Alex?” Ella asked, feeling disappointed that he was not there. She had wanted him to stay with her all day but the doctors have said that she needed rest and he left to allow her rest a while.

“Matters of company had pinned him down”Rosa answered, coming over and moving her hair backwards.

“I want to see him,” Ella declared. Rosa nodded and took out her phone. She dialled Alex’s phone and soon got connected.

“Rosa” the deep masculine voice came from the other end of the phone. He had been unhappy after he was informed that Nicolas Anderson had really gone insane.

“Sir, your wife wants to see you,”Rosa informed. She had never seen herself so close to Alex until Ella came into their lives.

“Ok, I will be on my way” Alex announced and hung up. Now, he loves Ella and Greg also loves her.

Like his mother and Nicolas, Greg and Ella were friends from college. But the latter didn’t get a chance to confess his love for her before he married her.

Will a day come when Greg will also want him dead? Will he succeed like Nicolas did to his father?

Why does he feel he was treading the same path with his father? But one thing they both have in common is, his father loved his mother and he loves Ella.

The difference there is his parents married in love but he didn’t marry in love. He loved after Marriage.

Thirty minutes later, Alex got to the hospital and met Greg holding Ella’s hands affectionately.