Brian frowned at Molly's upset face. It was obvious that Molly would have rather fallen into a heap than
be helped up by him.
"Mol?" He gazed into Molly's eyes as he made a promise, "Whoever did this to Mark, I'm going to make
sure he pays. Do you trust that I'll do that? Do you trust me?"
Molly sneered because for her these were just mere empty words. 'What do you want to do? Play a
game on how much I trust you? Stupid!'
"Brian, are you actually hesitating because of her? Am I hearing this right?" Tears streamed down her
face as she spoke—some even getting in her mouth. The bitter taste made her flinch. It seemed that
Molly had lost all her trust on Brian. She continued, "I guess, I'm wrong again like I've always been."
Brian still wanted to talk this over with Molly but as he was about to speak, Molly suddenly turned her
head towards Becky.
A surge of emotions flashed across Becky's eyes—so fast that even Brian and Eric weren't able to
catch it. They just both merely responded to Molly staring at Becky.
Molly glared at Becky—not saying a word. But in her silence, her anguish ate her up. Every time she
finally chose to have hope and believe, reality comes swooping up to remind her that no, she was
wrong to hope and believe. And this was exactly what happened today. She was drowning in despair
and Brian extinguished her only ray of hope. She took a long and deep breath and spoke slowly,
choosing each word carefully, "Becky, congratulations. You win." She pushed Eric away who still had
his arm stretched out to help her balance. Then she turned and left without another word.
"Molly!" Eric called as he chased after her.
But Brian remained motionless. He stood in silence just watching Molly's back as she walked away
until she disappeared. Fear and panic came looming in to Brian. He felt as if he was drowning as if
every time he came up to gasp for air, someone would push him down again - as if they wanted him to
suffer first before being killed. He really wanted to know what happened but every time he tried, he
came up blank. Eventually, he just gave up and decided to let his hopelessness eat him up.
"Brian-"
"Becky," Brian interrupted Becky. He didn't want to talk anymore so he just said, "I chose to believe you
but that doesn't mean we're getting back together or you can ask something from me. And this is the
last time I'm trusting you. And one last thing, don't you ever do anything to anger me. I will stop at
nothing. I can easily arrange for something that will make you disappear."
As soon as he finished talking, he turned around and walked away, unflinching. This was going to be
the last time that he protected that little girl from years ago who had helped him before.
Molly sat on the curb at the side of road burying her face into her knees. Her eyes were closed but
tears still running down her face. She felt like a blackhole of pain. She had difficulty breathing and she
didn't know what she should do to make herself feel better. A million things were running through her
mind she was almost going crazy. Not to mention the pangs of pain shooting throughout her body.
At that moment; a warm, familiar arm grabbed her and pulled her into a hug. It was Eric. Molly sobbed
in his arms wordlessly just letting Eric hold her. Her hot tears soaked up Eric's shirt which he didn't
mind - he just wanted to be there for her. Eric clenched his teeth as he listened to Molly bawl - his eyes
were filled with so much rage it was as if he was smoking up and ready to explode any minute now.
Even in such a tragic state, she still tried her best to keep her emotions in check. She buried her face
on Eric's shoulder still weeping. So many things had been happening recently that she hasn't really
taken the time to stop and process everything with Mark's illness, Brian believing Becky, and even just
the mere fact of seeing Becky again. 'Molly, you're so stupid. You already know that Becky's way better
for Brian than you will ever be. He treats you well because of Mark but that's just it. And it seems now
that even Mark is less important than Becky for him. Haven't you learned your lesson?' Molly scolded
herself in her mind.
"Little Molly..." Eric's heart twisted as Molly sobbed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck Becky! I don't
care whether Brian trusts Becky or not. I'm taking things into my own hands! She's going to pay and
more! I'm going to make her life a living hell!"
Eric showed that he was that devoted to Molly that he was willing even kill Becky just for her. Molly
could hear how loud Eric was grinding his teeth. Then Molly rose her head slowly and looked at Eric
through her tear-filled eyes. Her face wrestled to smile but it looked nothing short of anguished then
she spoke, "Is there any way that Mark comes out of this whole thing healthy?"
Eric froze - he didn't expect Molly would ask this. After a pause, he said, "Mark will be fine."
"So you don't know really know for sure, right?" Molly frowned - she felt a lump forming in her throat
then she asked again, "Eric, do I even get my hopes up? Tell me, Eric. Am I wrong?"
"No, Mark will be fine!" Eric said, panicked - a rare sight to see.
Molly's smile grew as she fixed her gaze on Eric. There were times when Eric couldn't understand what
Molly meant when she said something. But even so, he never failed in being there for her to support
her and comfort her. He was always there whenever she was at a loss at what to do. Whenever she
was at a crossroads, Eric never failed to show up and be there for her.
Molly wasn't the type of person to want something from Becky in return for hurting her son or making
her pay for what she did. So she was angry at herself for feeling the desire to kill Becky just because
she had hurt her son. All she asked for was simple: she just wanted a man to always be there for her
and give her unconditional love and comfort. As Eric stood by her, she was slowly gaining the courage
to go on with life and face whatever challenges may come her way no matter how bumpy the road may
get. But now, it was as if she was asking for too much - she felt as she could never really have that
wish, that one man.
"Little Molly..." Despite the smile that appeared on Molly's face, Eric was still worried so he said,
"Mark's going to be fine. I already asked Young to come here and Elias just arrived. They're going to
treat Mark, so Mark's going to be fine. Molly, don't act like that. If you're still angry, just take it out on me
if it's going to make you feel better in any way." Eric started to panic when he saw Molly starting to act
out of character. She was wearing this smile on her face that made Eric feel uncomfortable. He didn't
know what to do to make her feel better. He knew that Mark meant the world to Molly - he was
everything to her. Before, he wanted to do something for Mark to show Molly that he could be trusted,
that Mark would love him, that he could be there for Mark too not just Molly.
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