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Chapter 33
Aria
I come around with something stuck in my mouth. I try to feel my tummy, but I realize quickly that my arms are secured to the wall at either side of my head. The damp room I'm in looks kind of like a garage. I can't see straight from the whack to my head, my vision is still blurry, and my head is pounding. I might be awake, but I feel a million miles away.
I manage to move my tongue in my mouth and spit out the rag. My mouth feels like sandpaper. I feel the air rush to my lungs, and I try to remain calm and quiet. My tummy feels fine, but I feel sick. Maybe that's just from the sickness I've been having, or maybe it’s the head injury. I’m not sure I really want to know what’s going on.
Please, let my baby be okay.
Every part of my body is aching. I can feel the rope cutting into my wrists as I'm shackled to this wall like some caged animal. My legs don't have any feeling in them, so how long have I been sitting here?
Caleb! Oh, fuck. Caleb will be going out of his mind. Please let him be okay. I know how crazy he gets over my protection and he's going to blame this on himself that I was taken underneath his nose. But, if we’re all honest with one another, we knew this day was coming. We might have got good at burying the inevitable, but this scenario was still at the forefront of my mind.
Tears fall down my cheeks and I have no way of wiping away my weakness. This bastard gets off on seeing people hurt and begging at his mercy. Before it was just me, but now I need to be strong for my baby.
"Well, well, well... look who we have here." The door bangs shut and his grubby frame walks into my space and grabs my chin forcefully. "It's about time I get to see my child, don't you think?" He spits in my face and I feel my body recoil into the wall.
He looks more insane, if that’s even possible. His hair is disheveled. His skin is sweaty. His clothes are unkempt and dirty-looking.
"T-this is my baby," I cry.
My mouth is so dry that I’m gagging on my own words. I would do anything to go back to Pop’s for a delicious drink of something cold, even my chocolate milkshake that I know turns Caleb's stomach.
"Soon I'll have my child, and you won't be able to do anything about it."
He empties a bag of supplies down on the ground. I see needles and bags of fluid. I shake my head and pull on the restraints, but it’s no good. I’m stuck to this wall. I’m stuck here for him to do whatever the fuck he likes.
"Please, let me go. Please!" I shout and scream, but he's not stupid. He'll have me in a place where no one will see or hear a thing.
"All in good time. All in good time." He laughs and glares at me with those sick, evil eyes that I’ll never forget. Those same sick, evil eyes that he glared at me with the night he captured me.
My life is over if no one finds me before it's too late. My poor baby will have this man as a father, and he won’t know who I am.
I feel my body and soul screaming internally as I think of a million different scenarios. But it doesn’t matter what scenario I think about, it all ends badly.
