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Once I am back on my feet we both turn our attention back to my former teacher, who has already closed the front door. I notice through my blurry vision he is holding a gun and has it pointed straight at us.
Leyna is the first to speak, "Who the hell are you?" She takes it upon herself to step in front of me, knowing she is doing it to protect me and my baby.
Training his gun directly at Leyna, Professor Green finally opens his mouth, "Shut the fuck up bitch," he seethes, "What I want is what was supposed to have been mine. I want what I was promised." This guy is crazy. I have no idea what the hell he is talking about.
"You need to leave," I demand, finally finding my voice, "My boyfriend will be home any minute."
Barking out a menacing laugh, Professor Green delivers a gut wrenching blow, "Your biker trash of a boyfriend is miles away, and that other one is lying on the side of the road dead. I took care of him on my way here."
I realize he’s talking about Reid. That’s why he never showed up. The professor’s confession has me doubling over. I feel like I can’t breathe. Reid is out there somewhere dying or already dead because of me. Feeling rage build up inside me, I let my anger take over. Standing up to my full height, I dart around Leyna and charge. Momentarily, he is stunned when I rush him and land a solid punch to his cheek.
"Alba, no!" Leyna shouts, but it’s too late. The professor quickly regains his composure and then swiftly backhands me across my face. Luckily, Leyna is there to catch me this time before I fall.
"You stupid, fucking whore!" Walking over to us, Leyna once again places herself between me and the Professor. Giving her a shove, he orders us into the kitchen. "Move! Both of you get in there and sit."
Leyna and I make our way into the kitchen with our hands clasped together. Glancing back, we both keep our weary eyes on the ticking time bomb walking behind us. I keep thinking back to what he said moments ago, something about him wanting what was supposed to be his.
"Sit!" He shouts from behind us, and we both scramble to the kitchen table choosing to sit at the end furthest away from the man who is currently pacing back and forth in front of us. I can hear him mumbling to himself, but I’m unable to make out his words. It’s like he’s in his own little world right now.
Leyna and I continue to watch him for several moments when without warning I feel a gush of wetness between my legs. Feeling my heart rate pick up, I look down and notice the puddle under my seat. This can’t be happening right now. I give Leyna’s hand a tight squeeze gaining her attention. When she cuts her eyes to me, I motion my gaze to the floor beneath me. Not wanting to alert Professor Green we stay silent.
Suddenly, my first contraction hits. It’s not bad, but a bit more uncomfortable than one of those Braxton Hicks contractions. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and breathe through it. When I open my eyes, I realize the professor is quiet and his attention is on me. The way he is staring at me and not saying a word unnerves me and causes my skin to crawl. His eyes are boring into me. It’s as if he’s trying to figure me out.
"What do you want?" I ask, refusing to break eye contact. I’m scared out of my mind, but I don’t want him to know that. I don’t want him to feel like he has that kind of power over me. Maybe if I can get him talking it will buy us some time. I only pray Gabriel figures out something is up sooner rather than later. He calls me pretty frequently, and when I don’t answer he might send someone out. Time is not on my side though. It’s been about ten minutes since my water broke. I don’t know how much time I have.
"I want what I was promised. Those bikers gave me their word. I paid for you. I want what’s mine," he declares.
"What do you mean you paid for her?" This coming from Leyna.
"Los Demonios. As soon as I saw your picture and they told me you were pure, I knew I had to have you. But then your filthy bikers ruined everything. And you gave yourself to one of them. You gave away what was mine you fucking whore," he seethes. At the mention of Los Demonios everything starts clicking. My professor is the man who had bought me?
"The flowers, the notes…all that…was you?" I ask already knowing his answer.
"Yes, it was me. I got a teaching job at your school, so I could be close to you. Waiting for the right time to make you mine. That’s until I learned you were having a biker’s baby. You were a bad girl, Alba, giving away what was mine. But don’t worry, as soon as we get rid of that little problem," he swings the gun towards my swollen belly and points, "you will be mine."
I place my arms around my belly at the mention of getting rid of the problem. He’s talking about my baby. He’s the one who wrote those vile words on the wall of my old apartment. I’ll die before I let him hurt my baby.
With bloodshot eyes and an evil grin, Professor Green begins striding in my direction. Standing abruptly from my chair, I backup a few feet, "What are you doing?" I ask, this time there is no hiding the tremble in my voice. Not answer
ing my question, he continues forward.
With his back turned away from Leyna and his full attention trained on me, I notice her taking advantage of his distraction. Leyna quickly stands up from the table and runs to the kitchen counter. She goes straight for the drawer with the knives. Professor Green is so fixated on me he doesn’t notice.
I take two more steps back until my back is pressed against the wall. With my arms still clutched around my belly protectively, I am now face to face with the very man who wants to take my baby from me. He’s so close I can smell the stench of sour coffee on his breath. Leaning closer into me, he picks up a lock of my hair, bringing it to his nose and inhales, "Mmm," he hums.
Without warning a roar rips through his mouth and he stumbles backwards, away from me. Behind him is Leyna holding a bloody knife, and I realize she has stabbed him.
Not missing a beat, Leyna grabs my hand and we both start to make a run for it. Just as we are about to round the corner of the kitchen, a shot rings out, and I feel my arm being jerked.
I stumble a bit as Leyna falls to the floor and I see blood seeping from her stomach. Falling to my knees beside her, I scream out her name. Seeing blood gushing from the wound in her stomach, I place my hand over it in an attempt to stop the bleeding. It only takes seconds before I am covered in her blood.
Noticing the knife lying beside her body, I go to reach for it, but I’m violently jerked back. I let out a yelp at the pain radiating through my shoulder as Professor Green wraps his hand around my arm and proceeds to drag me across the floor back into the kitchen.
Letting me go, he goes to step over me, and when he does I use all the strength I have and kick. This causes him to lose his balance and tumble to the floor knocking his gun from his hands. Scrambling to my hands and knees, I shuffle towards the weapon ignoring the pain in my wrist and the tightening in my belly as another contraction hits.
Just as I grab the gun, I feel a hand wrap around my ankle. When I am tugged backwards I fall from my hands and knees and onto my belly and the pain causes a blood curdling scream to rip from my body. Flipping me on my back, the professor straddles my legs and begins wrestling me for the weapon.
Rearing back with a closed fist, I prepare myself for the blow. Seconds later his fist slams down on the side of my head and I instantly see little black spots. He uses my dazed state to wrap his hand around the gun still in my grasp. I continue to put up a fight even as I feel myself slipping away.
