Nervous and uneasy I kept telling myself that she would have told me. There is only one way to find out. Confront her. I can still smell the fresh perfume she wore that night.
“Hey babes, are we still on for tonight?” Claudia asked me excitedly.”
“Yes, yes of course and remember dress up.” I said trying to sound sexy.
A few hours later there was a knock on the door. When I opened it I couldn’t believe my eyes. Standing in front of me was the most magnificent girl I have ever seen. Her long blond hair hung smoothly against her shoulders as soft as velvet. Her blue eyes glisten like the sunlight. Her breath taking red dress complementing her admirable figure.
“Claudia, you look exquisite” I exclaimed not knowing what was going to happen next.
“Why thank you, you don’t look bad yourself.” She said smiling from ear to ear showing of her glittering white teeth.
Feeling flushed my freshly painted blue walls came into focus.
That’s when it happened, in this exact room. That was the fantastic night Claudia conceived. I’m a dad! At that stage I wasn’t sure how I felt, I just knew I had to get custody of my son no matter what it takes.
Furiously I glared at Claudia and my son the following day in the leafy covered park. How could she not have told me? The following morning I was woken by a well-known voice saying,
“See you seven o’clock at Gatwick airport.”
Then I struck me it was Claudia!
“Trrrrrrrrrr”
It can not possibly be six o’clock already, I thought by myself as I switch the ongoing alarm off.
Anxious yet nervous I stood outside Gatwick airport. There she is, stroking Johnty’s fluffy dark hair affectionately. Slowly my feet dragged on the rigid ground as I walked towards them.
“Sorry miss, can you come with me? We found illegal drugs inside your car and we need to take you to the police station immediately.” I exclaimed trying to keep a serious face as I was in disguise.
“Excuse me? Can I see a badge perhaps?” Claudia yelled hesitating to do as I asked. Shaking I pulled my fake badge out of my rented police uniform and to my surprise she bought everything so far.
Intensively sweating Claudia and I started walking. Unexpectedly Tiffany Claudia’s best friend arrived. In a matter of seconds Claudia explained what happened and asked her to look after Johnty whilst she was gone. Panicky Tiffany did as Claudia asked and took him to a sweet shop around the corner.
Finally we arrived at a small reckless shed full of cleaning equipments for the flights. Anxiously looking around to see if anybody was looking I forced Claudia inside covering her mouth with my quivering hand as she screamed for help. Determined to pull my fully loaded gun out I searched for any security cameras. Three were none around. I was ready. I could sense the fear in Claudia but I tried to convince myself I had to do it for my son.
Shivering I pulled the gun out, tightly held it against her head and without thinking I pulled the trigger. Blood spat around the damp walls as I watched her fall helplessly to the dusty floor. I realised what I’ve done. Scared to death I put the gun into her hands making it seem like suicide.
Every time there was a knock on the door or the phone rang I dreaded answering it, petrified it might be the police suspecting me for Claudia’s murder. Days went past but still there was n sign of the police or me having custody of Johnty.
Suddenly there was a bang on the front door. My heart jumped into my throat. Was it the police? The unbearable squeak of the door made me even tenser. As I looked down in guilt at the carpeted floor waiting to be arrested I saw a pair of female feet dressed in a pair of black heels. Slowly I looked up only to find Tiffany’s tear stained face.
“She’s dead.” Tiffany whispered.
Feeling shallow and ashamed of what I have done I still had the nerve to question her. Tiffany told me information about Claudia which I never would have guessed. After all I have been through physically and mentally just to find that Johnty was never mine and he never will be. Claudia had an affair…..
And she tried to murder me.
