LJ Idol- Week 18 Glass Cliff
"Kill it, abort it...whatever words you want to use. Do it, and I will give you 60 grand, it is all I can get without my wife knowing."
I wanted to go after his eyes with fingernails, but something in his face said he might solve this problem by beating me and the baby to death bare handed, certainly his family was capable of covering it up.
"You and I are the same kind of monster, I have seen a fetal alcohol syndrome child, wore a football helmet, cause banging her head against the wall was the only kind of stimulation that really registered....well that and when she filled her diaper."
She is mine and she will be born I screamed into his evil-ass, implacable face.
"I am not sure if even millionaire philanthropists have any business bringing kids into this world,.but I wasn't kidding when I said we are monsters.....my wife is barren.... I can give you money maybe eventually a lot of money... But you know if you birth a live child my father-in-law will probably kill you to make his baby girl happy.... Nothing I could do about that even if I wanted to"
I could go to the police, I knew things, but his family had people on the force it was dangerous and deadly....."150,000 and I will never give anyone an inkling that it's yours.'
"You drive a hard bargain Kellybelle, I can move some money around, embezzling isn't the worst thing I have ever done, not by a long shot.....If you are gonna really have a kid, you need to stay of the junk and the sauce. Stay here.
He went upstairs...I paced around nervously but only had one glass of wine and a single cigarette.
A car parked outside and he went down to meet them. He came in with a suitcase and gave it to me. It was heavy, heavy as hell.
"By the way, I had a vasectomy, 5 years ago, good luck Kellybelle."
I wanted to go after his eyes with fingernails, but something in his face said he might solve this problem by beating me and the baby to death bare handed, certainly his family was capable of covering it up.
"You and I are the same kind of monster, I have seen a fetal alcohol syndrome child, wore a football helmet, cause banging her head against the wall was the only kind of stimulation that really registered....well that and when she filled her diaper."
She is mine and she will be born I screamed into his evil-ass, implacable face.
"I am not sure if even millionaire philanthropists have any business bringing kids into this world,.but I wasn't kidding when I said we are monsters.....my wife is barren.... I can give you money maybe eventually a lot of money... But you know if you birth a live child my father-in-law will probably kill you to make his baby girl happy.... Nothing I could do about that even if I wanted to"
I could go to the police, I knew things, but his family had people on the force it was dangerous and deadly....."150,000 and I will never give anyone an inkling that it's yours.'
"You drive a hard bargain Kellybelle, I can move some money around, embezzling isn't the worst thing I have ever done, not by a long shot.....If you are gonna really have a kid, you need to stay of the junk and the sauce. Stay here.
He went upstairs...I paced around nervously but only had one glass of wine and a single cigarette.
A car parked outside and he went down to meet them. He came in with a suitcase and gave it to me. It was heavy, heavy as hell.
"By the way, I had a vasectomy, 5 years ago, good luck Kellybelle."