chapter 27

As soon as I hear the front door close I walk towards the living room's door way seeing Mark with his back pressed against the wall behind him in the hallway. Releasing a deep sigh he firmly closes his eyes whilst pinching the bridge of his nose. Suddenly my heart feels like a lead weight I can't stand this. Not wanting to stand around watching him break my heart any longer I angrily march upstairs hearing Mark call after me noticing my movement. "Gaz?!" Its not long before he decides to follow me upstairs. "Gary!" I slam open our bedroom door diving into the Chester draws pulling out fist fulls of clothes, and stuffing them into a small gym bag. "Gary! What are you doing?!" Mark comes running into the bedroom taking hold of my wrist preventing me from filling the bag. "You're not going anywhere!"
"Me?" I laugh at the weakened man standing in front of me whom I barely recognise anymore. "This is my house, and I believe these are your clothes." Without giving it another moments thought I zip up the partly full bag before throwing it into Mark's face.

Walking out of the bedroom again I head back downstairs until a tight grip grabs my bicep. "We need to talk Gary! Please I'm begging you!" Gritting my teeth I spin on my heels.
"You. You are nothing to me." I spit in Mark's face feeling my blood begin to boil just by the sight of him. I head back down into the living room slumping down onto the sofa. Again Mark follows me holding the gym bag packed with his clothes inside, as he walks into the living room after me.
"You believe her?! You actually believe her over your own boyfriend?!" Tears continue to roll down Mark's cheeks.
"Stop lying! Just give it up Mark...for your own sake...don't you think you've hurt me enough over this? You've....che-." Taking a deep breath I swallow hard hiding away the sickness I keep feeling. "...cheated on me...not only with a kiss...but sex...and now you have a child...all these days, months and past year you've lied to me. You could at least give me the truth before you walk out of my life."
"Gary...p...please." His hands cup my face wiping away my escaped tears.
"Don't touch me!" Loudly i hiss slapping away Mark's hands from my face. "I knew you wanted a baby, but to go off and sleep with another woman to get one isn't right! You're not right in the head!"
"I have waited years to be with you why would i do something like this just to ruin us?! You have to believe me when i say i don't remember a thing!"

Sitting back against the sofa i shake my head. "You can't tell me what to do anymore. For the sake of our child i hope they chose my sperm as the healthiest, so we don't need to have anything to do with you." Mark's jaw drops my comment and tears begin to flood from his eyes.
"N...n...no...no you can't.... you can't take our child away from me... i'm begging you... Gary please i can't lose either of you...that will be the end of me!" His hands cup my face again.
"GET OFF ME!" Swinging my fist backwards then crashing it against Mark's jaw he  falls onto the hard wooden floor dragging me on top of him. "You have broken my heart! You've broken this family, you bastard!" Continuing to swing my fist several times turning my fist red from his blood he yelps trying to cover his face helplessly.
"G...G...Gary...!"
"I never want to see your face around here again!" With the final punch it slams against Mark's ribs causing a loud snap.
"AAAHHHHH!" Mark screams loudly gripping to the right hand side of his body. Slowly i crawl off from Mark's lifeless body rubbing my face with my blood stained hands.
"....P...please....just... just go..." Carefully i remove my engagement ring tossing it beside him.
"G...G....G..." Mark murmurs trying to keep his eyes focused on me, but fails. Quickly i run into the kitchen feeling my stomach churn until i finally throw up seeing Mark's body covered in blood. Blood drips into the sink from my cheeks, as my tears begin to wash Mark's blood from my face.

Heavy breathing sounds in the hall along with quiet cries and winces. The whole of my body freezes feeling Mark's presence. Within about 10 minutes the front door finally closes. He's gone and my happy life has ended.

Robbie's POV

"Wow... look at you." I look up as Yasmin walks into the kitchen wearing a white blouse showing off a bit of her cleavage. Ignoring me she walks over to the coffee maker. I continue to feed Eleanor her breakfast at the kitchen table.
"Hello princess." She places a kiss onto Eleanor's forehead stroking her pig tails. "Make sure the food is actually in her mouth instead of turning her into a human collage. Yasmin mumbles whilst pouring the coffee into her mug.
"Where are you off to then?" Using a napkin i clean up Eleanor's face.
"Got a hot date." She joins us at the table taking a big gulp of her coffee.
Looking surprised at her i'm almost lost for words. "You...er....what?"
"Joking." She rolls her eyes. "Job interview... i need to find a way to keep this place, don't i?"
Quietly i breathe a sigh of relief. "You know i'm going to help you out..."
"...And i told you we don't need your money. You're only round here for your daughter that's all, so don't start to try and worm your way back in. It's not going to work."
"But i-" Knocking on the front door interrupts us. Looking over to Yasmin she doesn't move instead she continues to sip her coffee whilst flicking through a newspaper. "Erm... i better get the door then. Back in a sec sweetie." I place Eleanor's pink plastic spoon onto the table before walking into the hallway.

A hand is pressed against the glass of the front door followed by another knock. Something doesn't feel right never mind look it. "H...Hello?" Carefully i walk over to the door to unlock it, but not opening it- just yet. There's no voice just another weak pat on the glass- zombie like. Nervously i open the door only enough for my eyes to peer through a small gap in the door. "Hel-" A figure turns around slouched against the wall. It looks like something out of a horror film their face is full of blood. Blinking my eyes a few times i refuse to believe what i'm seeing. No. It can't be. Is it? "M...M...Mark??!" His head raises by the sound of my voice almost losing his balance. "Fucking hell! Mark what's happened to you?! Who's done this to you?!"
"G....G...G..." His pupils roll to the back of his head again, as he collapses onto me causing us both to fall into a heap on the doorstep.