Karma Is A Bitch

RUTH WALKER:

"This is the Marriage License. Master Erickson, the groom has already signed the papers. The two witnesses, Me and Rico have done our jobs too. It's just your signatures left here!"

Luke said, handling me the pen.

"n-No!" I say meekly, hugging myself in the bed.

My head hurts, my body hurts.

I asked Dr. Scherzinger what happened and he told me everything.

Last days, I was under serious amnesia. Eric used a 100 volt electric current to pass it through my brain and modified my memories. He gave me drugs and other supplimentary shock treatments, made me go through hypnosis session, basically did everything to make me believe that no matter how cruel he is, no matter whatever he has done to me, I still love him.

At first I couldn't believe if that was even possible but I have faint memories of past and I know that it all happened with me.

I claimed to love the man I hate from the bottom of my heart.

And after all of this, he wants to marry me. Tie me to himself forever!

But what about me?

My consent?!

If I want to marry a man like him or not?!

Why is my will not considered here!

"Miss Walker, please sign the papers, I have to apply for your marriage license as soon as possible."

"No!"

I shake my head negatively, rocking myself back and forth.

"Miss Walker, I don't have the entire day, the office closes at six!"

"No! No! NO!!"

I grabbed the papers and trash them down into million little pieces throwing them away.

The bits of papers were in air when Eric walked in, my bloodshot, tear soaked eyes met with his bloodshot angry ones.

"Get out of the room!"

He glared at me and commanded Rico, Luke and other maids in the room.

They left in a hurry closing the door shut, leaving me alone with a monster.

"You're married!"

I cried, and mumbled slowly in my defense.

I don't have the kind of courage and confidence it would take me to look into his eyes, talk back to him, yell and shout at him.

He scares me beyond my senses. He won't let me die, he would make me to live. And the life he would give me would be not be more than that of a dead.

"If that's what your problem is, then here!"

He threw some papers at me.

"Leslie is dead. This is her death certificate!"

I flipped through the pages and a gasp left my lips as soon as I read the cause of death.

"Executed in the crime of cheating on the king, her husband, sleeping with her brother in law and having a kid with him?"

I looked up at Eric furrowing my eyebrows.

"What does that mean?"

"Ed! He is not my kid. He is Leslie's and Chris's kid!" He continued.

"Oh and that reminds me, Ed would need to die too!"

"B-but-"

I don't know who was Ed and what was Eric talking about, but I know from these documents that he was a four year old kid Leslie brought with herself.

He was going to get a four year old kid executed.

NO!!

"Please... D-don't do this?" I mumbled almost in a whisper.

"Why?"

"Be-because it's a kid's life and it matters!" I tried to protest.

Eric scoffed from the corner of his lips and extend his hand to caress my cheeks.

"You thrashed the papers which were going to tie us in a knot tonight. It's okay. I don't need papers to claim you as mine. We will do the papers later."

He took a deep breath and clicked his fingers, a series of maids walked inside the room bowing all their heads down.

"Get your queen ready for tonight." He ordered the maids and then turned at me, "I'm going to consummate my marriage with you tonight!"

I clench my fist tightly. Wanted to scream but my throat didn't dare to spell out another word.

A word and he would do things to me.

Things I can't and don't wanna imagine.

It's so weird how I still want to live this meaningless life and am afraid to just die.

People are brave to die, I'm not. I'm so not brave enough.

ERICKSON ROERIG:

A meeting was called, regarding Chris's death.

They had all the evidences against me. The sword, had my fingerprints stained of his blood, my shirt soaked in Chris's blood and all the other people that I killed.

"Do you have to say anything in your defence, King Roerig?"

"No! I admit that I killed him!"

I say, with no hint of fear on my face

Fear?

Why should I be afraid.

The kind of lie they had weaved for me, regarding Ed. I learnt all the lying skills from my late brother and his mistress only.

It's a bet.

Either I choose the life of my son Ryan or my throne.

And the choice is clear. I choose throne.

Son, doesn't matter. I can have many more with Ruth.

It doesn't matter, and shouldn't bother anyone either. Ryan was announced dead years ago. Ruth wasn't even looking for Ryan to comeback and me?

Well I was never interested in the dolls I can make again.

I'm not infertile, I can produce many more kids like him.

And it shouldn't be cruel to kill your own son either. I made him, I have every right to undo him off this world.

"These are the DNA reports of Ed! Ed was Chris's child. Leslie has been cheating on me!"

"What?!"

My dad growled, gritting his jaw.

Clearly he knew I was lying, just like how Leslie lied of Ed being her son. Ofcourse my old man knew everything.

He just wanted Ruth out of the picture.

Well guess what, I'm gonna get her beautiful picture hanged up there behind this high table in a golden frame to tease my father.

She is not leaving this palace, She us mine, forever!

"You can confirm the reports by Dr. Scherzinger. It's not a lie!" I said and shot my brow at Dr. Scherzinger

Dr. Scherzinger got up and bowed, agreeing to my words

"The DNA report of Ed being my kid, brought by Leslie were false. They were not made by Dr. Scherzinger. The doctor himself claimed that Leslie gave him money to lie!"

"....."

Speechless my father was, just clenched his fist in rage but didn't say a word further.

"Hence, I demand Ed Christian Roerig to be beheaded right away being the unfilial child in the family. The generation cannot be polluted, isn't that right, father?"

I smirk and Dad sighed. Giving up!

I win.

At last.

Ed was brought to the room with Ed's maid screaming at the background.

"Please no! His highness, Mr. Roerig, please don't do this to that kid. He is so young! What is his fault?!"

I took a yawn, gesturing my fingers at the butcher in the room to proceed with it.

Ed saw the huge sword coming his way and just opened his mouth to cry but before that, his head was off his body in the floor.

His body went on its knees before falling down.

I looked at the little boy's face.

He was cute. Handsome like me, with a beautiful heart like Ruth.

He was a mistake.

Next time, it should be a boy, beautiful like Ruth with a heart of rock like me. That would be the best creation.

Dad had tears in his eyes as he looked at Ed's body.

"He had Ruth's blood in him, your highness, why does him dying makes you sad?" I scoffed

"I was going to announce him as your next heir! Even though I cannot accept Ruth, this kid... He was my grandson!" He whispered back.

"Don't worry, dad. Heir won't be a problem anymore. Guess what, I'm marrying Ruth after Leslie dies."

Dad looked at me, his eyes growing wild in rage.

"She is a whore! She is a widow!! She doesn't suit this family."

I chuckle again

"I'm a widow too, I mean... My wife just died." I pout giving him a sad face. 

"...And Ruth being a whore... Come on dad, won't you say the same thing for mama either?"

"Eric?!"

Dad grit his jaw and I laughed at the furious him.

"Come on dad, I'm your son! An apple doesn't fall far from a tree after all?" I winked and chuckled getting up from my chair.

"Now if you excuse me, I have to go and spend the night in the arms of my bride to be!"

The kind of glared that followed me until my exit from the room we're sure enough to burn a human to his death.

But then... Who said I was a human?

~~~

"Wait? Eric?! What kind of drug is that?!" Dr. Scherzinger yelled at me as soon as I injected the syringe empty in the saline taking care of Nick on his death bed

"Oh these? Neuromuscular inhibitors. Got the idea from my big brother."

I scoff and replied.

"What are you planning to do this time?" Dr. Scherzinger yelled again.

"I want him dead doc. But right now, I'm just paralysing him for the time being. I've to make him watch me getting married to Ruth before he dies. I wanna know Ruth's reaction watching him die! This is gonna be so much fun!"

"Why?!" Dr. Scherzinger grabbed me from my arms, "why the fuck are you doing this madness?! First you killed Chris, then Leslie and now Nick?!"

I chuckled, "Don't worry doc. Everyone is gonna die. Whoever hurt my Ruth, everyone will die. Even YOU!"

"Alright! If you're planning to kill everybody who hurt your Ruth then you should kill yourself dead too! The justice says that, doesn't it?!"

Dr. Scherzinger's word made me to laugh really hard this time

"Yeah, you're right. Every sinner pays for his karma, if not on earth, maybe in hell. Well I just happen to be the kind of monster who chooses to face his payback when I go to hell! And that's not happening anytime sooner!"

I wash my hands with the antiseptic and dried them using a towel.

"What is WRONG WITH YOU?!"

Dr. Scherzinger yelled at me.

"You're right. Something is wrong with me. Something has happened to my brain. Oh wait, love happened!"

And then I lean closer to Nick's body on the bed. His eyes popped open, him trying to move his limbs but couldn't at all.

I laughed sadistically, enjoying that pain he was facing.

"Ruth got you out, but damn she was too late. And you died of the infection spreading in your wounds."

His eyes glared at me, bloodshot, raged.

"Karma is a bitch Nick. And that bitch happens to tag along with me in this lifetime!"

I chuckle throwing the empty syringe at Dr. Scherzinger to catch.

He caught it immediately, flip flopping.

"Nice catch, doc!"

I wink and walked out of the room.