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“Get up!” A man’s threatening voice startles me awake.
“I said get up, you fuckin’ whore!” he bellows.
When I open my eyes, I glance around the dark room and find one of Christian’s men hauling Tia up by her hair and throwing her on a metal chair that almost topples over from the force.
Her eyes meet mine and they show no emotion. She looks completely lifeless as she stares right through me.
The man yanks her head back by her hair and she yelps in pain, but he has no mercy. He laughs and commands another man to tie her arms behind her back.
He walks toward me and yanks me up by my arm and I cry out in pain. It feels like my arm was ripped out of the socket.
“Oh, fuck.” He laughs. “I almost broke your fucking arm.” He throws me into a chair across from Tia and ties my hands behind my back. I wince when he gives the top one more yank to tighten it.
The men exit the room, leaving Tia and me in a room with just a single lightbulb dangling above us for light.
I must’ve passed out from the pain because when I come to, I find Tia screaming in agonizing pain. I cringe when I try to move my arm but the muscle in my shoulder begins to spasm, increasing the pain.
When I look up toward Tia, Frankie is burning her skin with cigarette butts.
I’m in too much pain to beg him to stop.
Instead, I pass out again.
* * *
The slamming of the steel door makes me jump awake. I groan in agony as I try to keep my head up. Suddenly, my head is yanked back by my hair.
“Wake up,” Christian whispers in my ear and he lets my head go. I look down to my arm and notice it’s in a sling.
“Don’t thank me. Frankie didn’t have permission to do what he did to you.”
My knight in shining armor. Who knew the devil had a heart?
I turn my head away from him and glance around the room until my eyes land on Tia. Her head is bowed to her chest. I sigh in relief when I see that her chest moves up and down at a steady pace.
Christian pulls a chair up and sits in front of me. He leans in with his hands clasped together between his legs.
“Do you know why I’m doing all of this?” he asks.
Silence.
“Did you think having my baby was going to save you from me?”
I don’t respond but keep my eyes on his. Sophie has his eyes, and the shape of his eyebrows. Even though she is part of him, I never once thought she was a mistake. She was innocent, pure, and lovable. And this fucking monster in front of me took her away.
Anger builds inside my bones, the blood in my veins burns my skin, and the hate spills out of me like molten lava. I spit in his face, and I’m not surprised when he slaps me hard in the face, but I don’t cower away.
I quickly turn to him with my chin held high in defiance, urging him to do it again, but he doesn’t. He leans back against the chair with a shocked expression.
He wipes his face, and his scowl turns into a grin. A grin I used to love and that made my knees weak, but now I despise it.
“You grew some balls, baby.”
I cringe when he saysbaby.
“No matter. It won’t save you from what I have planned for you…and…”— he looks over to Tia— “your girl.”
“Leave her alone. She has nothing to do with us. She’s innocent, just like our daughter!”
