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“He’s not going anywhere near you,” Lincoln says, his voice steady and calm, so sure of his words. I wish I could be as confident as he is. “Micah, Sienna, and I won’t let it happen.”
“Stop!Please...Please don’t do this...” I kick my feet out, aiming for his dick, but before I can connect, I’m flipped onto my stomach like a ragdoll, my elbows just barely catching me before my chin hits the concrete.
My shorts are shoved down my legs, my underwear next.
I squirm, trying to get away, but a pair of hands hold me down while another pushes my thighs apart.
“Please,” I beg, knowing it won’t do any good but refusing to lie here and take it. “Please don’t?—”
I close my eyes and try to mentally block out what’s about to happen. I did this. I fucked up. Eleazar was coming after my family, threatening to take me. He was going to get custody of me, thanks to paying off a judge. Sienna and I were going to have to run, and she was going to have to leave Micah behind.
I couldn’t let her do that. She’s been through so much. She’s worked so hard to take care of me, and she’s finally found her happiness. I couldn’t be the person to take that away from her. I thought I could talk to him, make him see reason. And maybe I could’ve, except I didn’t have all the facts.
Eleazar’s wife, Arielle, has been having trouble getting pregnant and carrying to term. Several rounds of IVF and just as many miscarriages has Eleazar desperate for an heir—me. She’s jealous and heartbroken that she can’t give him the only thing he wants—a baby.
When I showed up to talk to Eleazar and learned that his plan was to use me as a pawn, I knew I messed up. Especially once he stuck me in a room and said I wouldn’t be going anywhere until this all got sorted. At the time, I thought that was the worst that could happen, until Arielle showed up. She told me she was taking me to Eleazar, but she lied. Instead, she took me to a warehouse and said as soon as she gets Sienna, we would both be killed.
Tying up loose ends, she called it.
She left me with the guards and told them they could do whatever they pleased since I’d be dead soon anyway.
Sienna begged me not to go talk to him.
Micah said he’d handle it.
I didn’t listen.
I left without them knowing, thinking I could fix it.
But now, I’m broken.
“Sienna!”I yell, throwing myself at my sister. I notice her hands are tied behind her back, so I quickly untie the rope to release her. “I’m so sorry,” I cry. “I never should’ve gone to see him. I’m so sorry.” Tears race down my face, hating myself for not listening to my sister when she told me not to go to him. “I’m so sorry. I’m so?—”
“Shh, it’s okay,” she coos, wrapping her arms around me. It only makes me hate myself that much more because she’s always so forgiving. It doesn’t matter what I do, she loves me unconditionally. “It’s okay.”
She rubs her hands up and down my arms trying to calm me, but I can’t be calmed. The visions of what the men did to me, what they took from me, are in the forefront of my mind. I can still feel them?—
“Who is she?” Sienna asks, knocking me from my thoughts.
“Eleazar’s wife,” I tell her.
I spend the next several minutes apologizing for what I’ve done—what I’ve gotten us into—while she assures me it’s all going to be okay because Micah will get us out.
After a while, she gets up to check out the room, trying to open the single window. It doesn’t budge. I already tried.
I’m lost in my own head when out of nowhere, Sienna runs to the corner and throws up.
“Are you okay?” I whisper, praying the guards don’t come in. When I dry heaved earlier, the acid roiling in my belly and needing to come up, they came in to check on me and took itupon themselves to teach me a lesson for soiling the ground. The last thing I want is for them to teach Sienna a lesson.
“Yeah, something smells rancid,” she says.
“Like death,” I tell her. The guards told me this is where they take care of people who are a problem. This is probably where our mom died, and unless a miracle occurs, this is where we’ll die.
“Hey, El, did anyone?—”
Before she can finish her question, she’s throwing up again and again. I don’t know what’s wrong with her, but it can’t be good. And when I ask her what’s wrong, she shocks the hell out of me when she says, “I’m pregnant.” She closes her eyes and lays her head against the rough wall. “I only just found out.”
It takes a second for the words to wrap around my brain, but once they do, I start to freak out. “What?” I gasp, wishing it weren’t true. “No...No. No. No.” I shake my head, fresh tears gliding down my cheeks. “I did this. This is all my fault. I went to go see him and now?—”
