I was an Angel, You made me a Villain

"Damien, I have the most amazing news to tell you!"I said as I pushed open the bedroom door with a smile on my face, clutching the pregnancy test in my purse and ready to share the news with Damien.

But the sounds stopped me before I could take another step into the room.

Moaning and heavy breathing filled the air, along with the rhythmic creaking of our bed.

I looked up and my entire world shattered right in front of my eyes.

Damien was on our bed completely naked, and beneath him was Caroline, my younger sister, with her platinum blonde hair spread across my pillow and her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Damien?" My voice came out broken.

They both froze and turned to stare at me.

"Adeline!" Damien practically threw himself off Caroline and scrambled to grab his pants from the floor. "This isn't what it looks like!"

"Really? Because from where I'm standing, it looks exactly like you're having sex with my sister in our bed!"

Caroline sat up slowly and didn't even bother covering her naked body with the sheets. "Oh please, Adeline, don't be so dramatic about this."

"Dramatic?" Hot tears were already burning in my eyes. "You're sleeping with my husband and you're telling me not to be dramatic?"

"He was never really yours to begin with," Caroline said while reaching for her clothes on the floor. "We should all just be honest about that right now."

Damien finally pulled his pants on and turned to face me with cold eyes. "Adeline, you need to calm down so we can discuss this like adults."

"Calm down? You actually want me to calm down right now?"

"How long has this been going on?" I demanded, looking between them both.

"Over a year now," Caroline answered without any shame. "Every single time Damien told you he was working late at the studio, he was actually here with me."

I turned to stare at Damien, silently begging him to tell me Caroline was lying but he just stood there without saying a word.

"Is that true?" I asked him directly.

"Does it really matter at this point?" he replied coldly.

"Matter? Of course it matters! I've done everything for you, Damien! I worked three different jobs to support your music career when nobody else believed in you! I was the one managing your catalog, booking your shows when no venue would give you a chance—"

"And I'm supposed to be grateful for that?" Damien interrupted me, his face twisting with anger. "You trapped me in this marriage, Adeline! You and your sickle cell disease and your constant neediness!"

"I loved you with everything I had!"

"Well, I never loved you," he said without emotion. "You were useful, that's all but now you're just a lowlife sickler holding me back from everything I deserve."

The cruel words hit me like a physical blow, and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

My trembling hand moved to rest on my stomach. "I'm pregnant," I said quietly.

Damien's eyes went wide for a second before he started laughing right in my face.

"Pregnant? You're actually pregnant right now?"

"Yes," I whispered. "I found out this morning and came home to tell you."

Caroline suddenly grabbed her purse and pulled out a thick stack of cash. She threw the money at me, and bills scattered across the floor at my feet.

"There," she said with a cruel smile. "That should be more than enough for you to get rid of it."

I stared at the money in shock. "What are you talking about?"

"Go get an abortion, Adeline," Caroline said casually. "Nobody wants that baby, especially not Damien."

I looked at Damien one last time, hoping he would say something different but he didn't.

"She's right," he said flatly. "I don't want a child with you, especially not one that might inherit your sickle cell."

Something inside me broke completely in that moment.

"You're both going to regret this," I said, my voice deadly calm despite the tears. "I swear I will destroy both of you for what you've done. You'll wish you never met me when I'm finished."

Damien rolled his eyes. "Sure, Adeline. Whatever makes you feel better."

I didn't say another word. I just turned and walked out, leaving the money scattered on the floor.

Caroline's laughter followed me down the hallway.

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I made it to my car with shaking hands and started driving away from that house as fast as I could.

The tears were coming so hard that I could barely see the road, but I didn't care where I was going as long as it was far from them.

I thought about everything I'd sacrificed for Damien over the years. I was the one who managed his entire music catalog when he was nobody, organizing every demo and track he'd ever recorded. I was the one booking his shows when no venue wanted him, making call after call until someone finally said yes.

I had stood backstage at every concert, watching him perform, watching him dance with beautiful women as part of his act, telling myself it didn't mean anything because it was just for the show.

I believed in him when nobody else did.

My parents were no better. They'd always favored Caroline even though I was their biological daughter and she was adopted. They treated her like she was perfect while treating me like a burden because of my sickle cell disease.

Caroline got everything she wanted while I got nothing but disappointment.

Damien had promised to love me when we met. He said he'd take care of me and never leave me. I helped him become the music star he was today, and this was how he repaid my loyalty.

My phone buzzed on the passenger seat, it was a text from Sophie, my best friend.

Sophie: Where are you? We need to talk. This is urgent.

I was about to reply when I saw the headlights coming straight at me from the side.

The car slammed into mine with devastating force.

Glass shattered everywhere, my car bonnet crushed and pain exploded through my body.

My car spun and flipped violently.

When everything stopped, I was hanging upside down, blood running into my eyes and mouth.

I tried to move my legs but they wouldn't respond. My arms felt impossibly heavy.

My hand found my stomach, trying desperately to protect my baby even though I knew it was too late.

Through my shattered window, I saw someone walking toward me.

Sophie.

"Sophie," I tried to call out. "Help me."

She came closer, and I saw her face clearly in the streetlight.

She was not even worried or concerned, she was miling wide like this was entertaining.

"Sophie?" I gasped, confused and terrified.

She knelt beside my window, still smiling. "Oh, Adeline. Their secret dies with you tonight."

She started laughing then, a cold, cruel sound I'd never heard from her before.

"What secret?" I tried to ask, but she was already standing up.

She turned and walked away into the darkness, still laughing.

"Sophie, please!" I begged, but the words barely came out.

My vision blurred as darkness crept in from all sides.

The last thing I saw was Sophie's back disappearing into the night.

The last thing I heard was her laughter and the last thing I felt was my hand on my stomach then everything went black.