“It was me who carried your ungrateful self for nine months as you destroyed my career and body! Me who fed you and clothed you with the finest sheets of silk and cotton! Me who listened to you whine and cry when someone didn’t think you were pretty. Amelia London? Who the fuck would she be if it weren’t for Esther London?” She pulled at a lamp, the cord ripping from the wall, and swung at my head like it was bat.
“Mom, stop!” I said, falling back onto the couch and dashing to the other side when she swung for a second time.
“’Mom?’ No ‘mom!’ You, you ungrateful little bitch, have no right. For everything I have done for you, you don’t deserve to have me as a mother!” She threw the lamp and tried to get away, but she tripped on the corner of the table, falling at my knees.
The moment I turned back, she grabbed my neck, glaring down at me. “Having you was the worst thing that ever happened to me, but I made the best of it. Now you want abandon me for that boy?”
“M—om,” I gasped. I couldn’t breathe. She was going to choke me to death. One of my hands went up to hers on my neck. The other searched the ground until I grabbed a large shard of the broken vase, not caring that it cut my palm. I stabbed it into her arm.
“Agh!” she shouted, releasing me. I got up, my whole body shaking with rage.
“I hate you!” I said to her, lifting my arm and stabbing her again, and again. I couldn’t think. I just wanted her gone. I needed her gone!
It was only when she stumbled back to the couch and I could see the blood everywhere that I dropped the shard in my hand.
She laughed. Looking like a broken and bloody Audrey Hepburn doll, she laughed at me.
“Now you’re just like me … murderer … murderer … mur… der…er …” her voice trailed off.
Oh, my God! Oh my God!
I fell back on my knees beside her. She didn’t move. She didn’t speak. Her blue eyes just kept staring at me.
“Mom ... Mom.” I smacked her foot. She didn’t move.
Shit!
Pushing myself from the ground, I ran toward my purse, digging through it until I pulled out my phone. I pushed the first two numbers. 9 … 1 …
No!
I couldn’t. Shit. I couldn’t call them, so I called the one person I knew would always be in my corner no matter what, and on the first ring, he answered.
“Amelia, I was just about to call—”
“Come back to our suite! Right now. Come back, and come alone!”
“Amelia, what’s wrong?”
“Noah, come back!”
“I’ll be there in there in three minutes.”
It was the longest three minutes of my life. Hugging the phone to my chest, I slowly tiptoed back around the couch, hoping it was a nightmare and that she wouldn’t be there, but she was. My legs gave out again. I found myself unable to look away.
What did I do? Dear God, what did I just do?
“Amelia! Amelia!” The door slammed when he rushed in, and I turned back. He dropped beside me. “Amelia, what happened?”
He couldn’t tell?
Numb, I faced him and whispered, “I killed her.”
He finally looked away from me and to the body that once belonged to my mother laying less than a foot away from me.
“What do I do, Noah? What do I do? I didn’t mean to. She confessed. She did it all. What do I do?”
He stepped between me and her, blocking her body from my view and cupping the sides of my face.
“You are going to get up and strip down. Everything—your underwear and your jewelry, I want you to throw it on the ground. Then you will go into the bathroom and touch nothing but the shower knob. I’ll fix this.”
“How?”
He looked me dead in the eyes and shook his head as he took off his coat. “Amelia, don’t argue, just listen to me, okay?”
Nodding, I got up off the ground, stripping like he said, everything falling off me and into a pile by my feet. When I was completely naked, he used his coat and wiped my hands as best he could and then bent down to wipe the blood off my foot. It was only then that I realized I had tripped and lost one shoe. My left foot was covered in blood.
“Go. Remember, don’t touch anything,” he said. Nodding, I did as he instructed as he dialed on the phone.
When I got into the bathroom, I didn’t want to see myself, but I looked anyway. The thing I noticed the most were my blue eyes staring back at me, just like she did.
“Now you’re just like me … murderer… murderer… mur… der … er…”
I killed my mother.
Noah
The dial tone sounded four times before he finally answered.
“Who the fuck is this?”
“It’s Noah,” I replied.
“Well if it ain’t Frank’s son,” a voice on the other end said.
“I’m more than that to you, Bodean. Remember that favor you owe me?”
I heard him hack and spit to the side. “Boy, it’s been how many years—”
“Doesn’t matter. A debt unpaid is never forgiven. The rules don’t change.” I glanced down at the woman who had made my life hell for far too long. “I’m cashing it in right now.”
I didn’t care what I had to do or how badly this might bite me in the ass later.
My first and only priority was Amelia…morals be damned.
Dear Reader,
I hope that you enjoyed Child Star: Part 2. More twists and turns ahead in the final installment...
I wanted to experiment in publishing this book, which will be in serial format. Click below to preorder:
CHILD STAR: Part 1 – 10/27/15
CHILD STAR: Part 2 – 11/10/15
CHILD STAR: Part 3 – 11/17/15
CHILD STAR – full novel – 11/24/15
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Stay Ruthless,
J.J.
More by J.J. McAvoy
Ruthless People Series
RUTHLESS PEOPLE
THE UNTOUCHABLES
AMERICAN SAVAGES
DECLAN + CORALINE (prequel novella)
Single Title New Adult Romance
BLACK RAINBOW
SUGAR BABY BEAUTIFUL
THAT THING BETWEEN ELI AND GWEN – coming soon…
About the Author
J.J. McAvoy was born in Montreal, Canada and is currently studying Humanities at Carleton University. She is the oldest of three and has loved writing for years. She is inspired by everything from Shakespearean tragedies to Pop Culture. Her first novel, Ruthless People, was a runaway bestseller.
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten