-Chapter Six-

I stand stiff, glued to the ground. 

For a moment, I completely freeze and my blood stops running through my veins. 

I hold on to my son so tightly, not sure what to do. 

"This is Mr. Lawrence, mom!" he says in delight, pointing to him. 

Ramon is a fucking devil. 

Once he deceived me and now here he is, deceiving my poor little son. 

"Nice to meet you Ms. Clarke," he stretches his hand shamelessly to me. 

How did he know I changed my name from Clarkson to just Clarke? 

I fake a smile. 

"Nice to meet you Mr. Lawrence." 

My son looks up at us and smiles. 

"Mom is single, Mr. Lawrence." 

Ramon looks up at me with a wide grin on his face. "Well, seems like I am a lucky man!" 

I try my best to be polite and not glare or snort at him. 

I feel so enraged just standing here, next to him so close to my son. He tracked us down and he is now faking to be my baby's teacher. As if that is not annoying enough, he has to lie and deceive the little angel.

I will never ever forgive this man. I hate him. I hate him so much. I can not believe there is a time my heart used to beat so hard for him. All I feel for him now is spite, anger, bitterness and a lot of rage. 

Ugh!

 I can't stand the mere sight of him. 

Ms. Allison, the teacher Roy made fun of earlier approaches us. 

"Mr. Lawrence," she looks at him seductively. "I would like to have a word with you. In the library. Now." 

This teacher is nasty. 

The way she looks at Ramon. 

Ewwww!!! 

Ramon does not even seem interested. 

He shrugs. "I am busy with a parent here, Ms. Allison. Please excuse us." 

She groans. "It can not wait..." 

Haha! 

He has been here for 60 seconds and the bitch is so thirsty for him and I don't know why but it's so fucking annoying. And I find her so fucking annoying. 

He shrugs. "I am sure it can wait, Ms. Allison." 

"It can't!" she insists in a nagging way. 

He glares at her impatiently. "Yes, it can." 

Just the look on his face is enough to make Ms. Allison clear her throat and walk away, burning with shame. 

Roy sighs. "Dude! You put her in her place. God! Does she even let you breathe?" 

I scowl at Roy. "Shut up! And go over to Eric and Renny... I need to have a word with... Mr. Lawrence." 

Roy giggles and wiggles his eyebrows. 

"You guys want some private time already?" 

I pinch his ear, embarrassed by his big mouth. I send him off quickly to Eric and Renny. 

I cross my arms across my chest and sneer at him. 

"Why are you here?" 

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Ramon does not even seem bothered or shaken by my question. He takes off his glasses calmly. 

"I love our son... He is-" 

"That is my son!" I set the record straight. "Do NOT ever call him 'our' because he is just mine!" 

He looks me straight in the eye with this stern look as if to intimidate me. 

"Camilla, Royce is a product made by you and I. He is ours." 

I snicker. "Now listen and listen CAREFULLY, you son of a Bitch! That baby is mine and mine alone. I have raised him all these years alone without you by my side and you can NOT just show up in his life from nowhere and start calling him 'ours'. He is mine. ONLY mine. So, stay away from him. And stay away from me!"

Ramon stares at me silently for a moment and I can't quite figure out the expression on his face. I just know it has this cold sadness that sends a chill through me. 

He wears back his glasses and looks at me blankly.

" Sorry if you feel that way but I can not stay away from Roy, Ms. Clarke. He is my student and my son." 

I glare at him. "How dare you deceive my son the same way you deceived me? He is your blood for crying out loud! Yet you have started lying to him as early as now?" 

A fresh swell of rage washes through me. 

"I am doing all this for him, Camilla," he defends himself. 

I sneer at him. "You know what, I will expose you! I will expose you for who you really are! A pathological liar! A disgusting dangerous impostor! A heartless murderer!" 

I try to hiss as low as I can but I am boiling up inside. I can't control the anger in my voice. 

Ramon looks at me sadly. "You know that is not true, Camilla..." 

Tears sting my eyes and I blink them back and glare at him. 

"Yes it is true, Ramon! You killed my dad!" 

I see Renny and Roy darting towards me, Eric behind them. 

I quickly clear my throat and fake a smile. 

"I hope I never see you again." 

Ramon smirks. "Impossible." 

Roy and Renny hug me friskily and each takes my hand. 

"We are going for ice cream!" They chirp in unison. 

Ramon is staring at Roy as if he is the world to him. And I hate the way he is looking at my son! 

He is mine alone! 

I look at Eric. "But I said I am finishing up on something at-" 

"No buts, Mila. We are going for ice cream first. I will help you to finish up on whatever it is." 

Eric offers to help.

By the hateful way Ramon is looking at Eric, it is evident he does NOT like him already.

"Okay then..." I reach for Eric's hand. "Let us go for ice cream!" 

"Yessss!" Roy and Renny chirp. 

I smirk at Ramon as we all walk away from him, my son waving him in a bubbly way. 

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"FUCK!!!!" 

I am yelling in my kitchen, banging the kitchen island furiously. 

Riana is staring at me as if I am some crazy woman. And honestly, I am a crazy angry woman. 

Roy is upstairs sleeping in his room. I tucked him in bed early at 7:00pm, after having supper. 

Now it is some few minutes past nine. I called up Riana to vent. I just want to pour out my anger and tell someone about my horrible day. The only someone I could think of was Riana.

I barely talked to Eric the whole ice cream date and he kept asking if I was okay. I felt like a terrible person for making him really worried the entire time when he should have been having fun. 

I pace from corner to corner furiously, pushing back my stubborn, wild hair in frustration. 

"Of all the towns in the whole wide world, he had to move to this town and even fake to be a fucking teacher and somehow... Strangely and coincidentally be my son's class teacher! Ugh! This can't be a coincidence or an accident! He did this on purpose! I hate that man!" 

"What will you do?" she asks sipping her juice. 

"Expose him and send him out of this town! I will drag his name through the mad and he will have no choice but to disappear!"  

"That is not going to be easy..."

"That is just your opinion, Riana. And in this moment, I need you to keep it to yourself," I retort irritably. "I just want you to sit there and listen to me. Silently. Good Girl." 

The doorbell suddenly rings. 

FINALLY! 

Warren is here to take his lovely wife back home. I wanted someone to vent to but Riana keeps saying things that make me angrier. Things that are not even helping with the situation right now. So I want her to leave. And leave with her opinions too! 

"Your husband is here," I announce as I reach for the door. 

Riana does not even bother to stand. She just continues drinking her mango juice as if she did not hear what I just said. 

I swiftly pull the door open. 

I immediately freeze. 

RAMON!!!! 

He is not dressed like a teacher this time. And he does not have those ridiculous glasses on. He is just in simple jeans and a warm gray coat. 

I was to ask him how the fuck he found out my address then I recalled he is a fucking killer and being a creepy stalker is part of the requirements for the job. That is how he tracked Roy and I down. 

I am not surprised. 

"What the fuck are you doing at my house!" I snap. 

He hands over Roy's school backpack. 

How didn't I notice that?

"He forgot it at school today." 

I snatch the backpack from him. "Now leave my fucking house and stay the fuck away from me and my son!" 

He gives me that sad, pitiful look. "Camilla, I did not move to this town to fight. I moved here to try and make up for all those years I was not present in my son's life. I want to make up for the lost time. Listen. I am... I am sorry for everything... For the pain..."

"Keep your pathetic sorries to yourself and do what I just told you. Stay the fuck away from us if you are really sorry!" 

"I can't do that, Camilla... I just can't..." 

I sneer at him. 

"Then I will expose you and show the whole town who you really are! Let us see if they will want a man like you, with a history like yours, teaching their kids." 

"You wouldn't dare," he taunts. 

"Don't try me, Ramon," I snicker.

He stares at me for a moment. 

"Then, if you do that..." 

He pauses. 

"Get yourself ready for an ugly child custody battle in court." 

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