#MistakenIdentity Tres Amor #livestory #syllit Chapter 18.2 | #lawritingchallenge (991) #WIP full wc48053

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Determined to never make the mistakes of the past, Elena, only wants to help people, which is why she works in the medical field. Yet, her world starts to collide as she meets a man from the past the same time she realizes the patients are mysteriously dying. Soon, her strange pregnancy, her past and her present are all consuming and her life maybe in jeopardy.

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Getting down to the nitty gritty in the story…

Oh yeah, update on mysterious beau.

Been a little busy to date. both of us. The stars are not aligning our schedules. I’m busy when he’s free and he’s busy when I’m free.

But we’ve caught each other in passing, had awesome phone time (no phone sex yet, LOL) and when we see each other, there’s these back breaking hugs – the best thing evah!

So every 28 days, I get these massive cravings for chocolate (I know TMI) and the other night I tell him how I’m wanting some chocolate.

Since he works til 3 in the morning (or later), he called me at midnight. First, I thought to just talk, but instead he asked if he could come over. I said yeah. I knew I wasn’t going to be having a booty call and I hadn’t said anything about Aunt Dottie had moved in so he was going to be very disappointed if that was his intention.

He brought a thick piece of chocolate cake!

The sweetest! (The cake and him)

He hugged me and he kissed me and then said he had to get back to work.

Can you say WONDERFUL?!

That was the most awesomest. I haven’t been romanced in a very long time.

oh kay, off to the story!

Chapter 18.2

Trying to inch over to the window in her platform shoes, over the mess made in her room, was more difficult than she thought. “What are you talking about?!”

He must have seen her intentions and grabbed her arm to keep her in place. She was too far from the window to make an alert if she did yell. Hope was waning and she knew fighting now would be useless. It would just drive him to use that hammer sooner on her head.

Yanking her to him, he hissed, “You aren’t smarter and you certainly aren’t your momma, Key!”

“Let me go, Vick. If you want the money, I’ll give it to you. I’ll give you every dime.”

“Oh I’ll get the money, sister, but you won’t be around when I get it.”

She tried to wring her arm away, but he was strong. He started to pull her out of the bedroom, but she held on the wall. He took the hammer and smashed her fingers and she howled in pain, letting go the wall.

Vick only laughed. “Momma was evil as hell – selfish and deranged.” He cackled insanely. “Definitely deranged because all she wanted was a boy that looked like Daddy. She would have done anything for that. Anything, but she never got that. All she got was me and she hated me for that. Hated me to the bone!”

He dragged her to the hallway and hurled her to the floor. Trying to get up and then even screaming, Vick’s body covered hers and his hand covered her mouth. “But she knew how to use people. I learned that from her. Use them to her advantage. I watched her master the skill of making people do what she wanted them to do – not with force, but with guilt and blackmail. Yes, she was smart, but like I said, no one is as smart as me.”

Elena pleaded a groan.

“You’re too nice, Elena. Momma purposely raised you so naïve you’d never see real evil or know she bred me to do anything possible to keep the secrets of this house. I have to do this. You have to understand you must never ever know. Momma drove Daddy to kill himself just to keep the secret and now I have to kill you to make sure no one will ever know. Lori, bring it,” he ordered keeping his voice low. “Hurry up!”

Lori came over with a bottle of Rocuronium Bromide. Elena’s eyes flashed in recognition and rage. This drug was used as a muscle relaxant in surgery, but if she wasn’t put on a machine she’d die in less than half an hour.

“Is it gonna kill her?” Vick said as Lori filled the needle.

“Yes!” Lori assured him smiling triumphantly. “Her goodie too-shoe ass will be dead soon. This will make all her muscles go weak and she won’t be able to take in air.”

“But wait! The fire!” he said stopping Lori’s arm with his free hand. “We want it to look like she died of smoke inhalation. We gotta get rid of the house!” He sounded very determined. “I don’t want nothing and I mean nothing to be found or dug up on this property for a very long time.”

Disappointedly, Lori stopped with filling up the syringe. “I’ll tell the driver she’s decided to take her own car and you take care of her. After I get rid of the driver, we’ll get the house ready to be burned.”

“Now that we got the papers, we don’t need her or this damn house,” Vick said and leaned over to kiss Lori. “I’ll knock her out and put her body up the hole where we found the papers. It’ll look like she got trapped and couldn’t get out.”

Lori snickered, capped the syringe before putting it in her pocket. “I’ll be back, my love.”

Vick looked down at his sister. “You got lots of questions, don’t you, Key?”

Elena nodded sincerely stopping her fight, hoping he’d answer what she was dying to know.

“All my life, I had to live with looking at your face. The face I shoulda had – Daddy’s face. Momma cursed and hated me every day for what I wasn’t and just to get in her good graces I had to do the unthinkable for her. Do you know what that was?” He reached over and picked up the hammer with his free hand.

She shook her head wildly and sobbed, but her voice was muffled under his hand.

“I had to take each one of those babies she had and make them disappear. That’s why Daddy killed himself. He found out about the baby girl’s buried in the backyard. Momma had one – and that was you, but she wasn’t going to have another one. She wanted a boy. A boy with Daddy’s face, but she kept having girls – five little girls.” He looked strained and very tired. “Daddy tried to stop her and he loved her too much to turn her in. He told me never to help her, but I wanted her to love me, Key. Like she loved him – like she loved you. I had to help her. I had to kill them and bury them.” He looked down at the hammer. “I’d take them as soon as she had them. Right there in that room, Key. In her bed. Sometimes lying next to Daddy trying to be quiet as a mouse or in that bathtub. I’d wrap the babies in a blanket to quiet it and then take it right here in the hallway. Just like I got you now.” He raised the hammer. “I’d have the hammer in my back pocket and just when I saw their eyes open and look up at me.”

The world went dark as pain shot through her skull like a bullet. Elena knew she would never see the light of day.


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21 thoughts on “#MistakenIdentity Tres Amor #livestory #syllit Chapter 18.2 | #lawritingchallenge (991) #WIP full wc48053

  1. OMG!!! Vic is crazy!!! His mother was too. What type of person does that to newborn babies? PLEASE tell me someone will save her, she doesn’t deserve to die like that.

  2. Where’s Onyx when you need her. Tell me she saves the day or that the driver doesn’t believe Lori.

    1. i’ll be posting soon. my conference is kicking my butt and trying to get “in the mood” for phoenix and pholsom, but frustrated right now. If only I really had twins to get the tension out. LOL

  3. Sylvia, please hurrie with the next Chapter? The Suspense is wearing me down into Depression. I am having a hard time working, my Job is starting to suffer (Co-Workers are complaining about my stress):-) Sincerely, your Fan

  4. Hi Sylvia,

    I’ve finished reading your WIP so far and here are my thoughts. As usual, you are above the curve with your imagination. I love Keath (Key, Elena), and Pholsom and Phoenix (I also enjoyed Dana and their older brothers Jerome and Tyrone, from Deceptive Nights, and Secrets, Lies and Family Ties. Dana loved those sexy twins to death). So, you know I am really feeling you when you think outside the box.

    I remember reading a few comments from readers stating that this type of situation is “unrealistic” and “way overboard and unbelievable”. Well, there are threesomes all the time, so why couldn’t twins share a willing participant and it just not be common knowledge. I am looking forward to the remaining chapters of this novella.

    I’m not even going to ask about my other characters’ stories, Hopefully , I will be reading them by the end of 2013 (Armand, Lethal and Onyx). But I will be patient and ready, whenever they become available.

    Sylvia, I do have a question though, is your other blog spot down from 2009? I have been trying to go there and read “A Little Bit of Sin” and it keeps shutting down.

    Well, you know how long winded I can be, so I will end this now and start Love 1o1: Mistaken Identity Part Deux. I’ve very interested in what happened to Cheyenne and Evan.

    Syvia, Thanks for the many hours of reading!


  5. Sylvia, I just finished Love 101: Part Duex. I’m very sad right now, you should have warned me, I didn’t see that one coming. But I am happy for the other two characters though. Good Story! I will leave a review on Smash for you.

    As Always,

    Thanks for the good reading!!!!

  6. Sylvia,

    Please get back to this story as soon as you can. Don’t keep us in suspense any longer.

  7. Is this story going to be offered as a book for sale…soon? I would like to know how it ends. I have two other Mistaken Identity books, but I’m always getting confused by the titles…however this is the live story I was following earlier this year when it got to the crux of the story…it abruptly disappeared and left me hanging…so tonite I thought I’d do a search and see if there was any update or info on the outcome of this book…

    1. i just worked on silent lynx for a re-edit and now I’m working on the Mysterious Mr. Black. Afterwards, I will see about offering this story for full view and sell.

      Still hoping someone would be interested in it and just pay me for it. ahh dreams.

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