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My god, he soundsexactlylike my father.
“Fuck you.” Bold words when I’m trapped in the back of his police car and his iron grip is preventing me from moving.
With all my might I try to yank my arms free.
“Stop it. You hear me? You’ll hurt the baby.” He cuffs my wrists together.
His face is only inches away. I wish my nails were longer so I’d have a prayer of clawing his eyes out.
I have no idea what he plans to do next.
The blunt surge of panic is not for myself but for the tiny life growing inside me.
This is a protective instinct unlike anything else, bonding me not only to my child but to the man I love.
Micah, I won’t let him harm our baby.
Physically, I’m no match for an average man, let alone a man like my uncle. But the rush of adrenaline multiplies my strength.
I’ll fight him like hell.
Uncle Josh, however, has temporarily lost all traces of anger. He drops my cuffed wrists and retreats, sinking into the seat. The glances he keeps shooting my way are worried, apologetic.
“I didn’t want it to happen this way.”
His calm statement is almost more frightening than the fact that he has slapped me in handcuffs.
“What the FUCK are you talking about?”
“You’ll see.” He reaches for the seatbelt and I try to kick him.
All that happens is that I bump my knee and my shoe rolls off.
Who am I kidding?
Shit.I’m no fighter. Even if I were free, I could punch and claw like mad and I still wouldn’t have a prayer of overpowering him.
Uncle Josh clicks the seatbelt closed. He checks my cuffs.
“Please don’t hurt me, Uncle Josh.” Reasoning with him. Begging. It’s the only chance I’ve got.
A flash of pain swirls in his eyes and he sweeps the hair from my forehead.
“No. Don’t be afraid, Tessie Belle. We’re going home. It’s time.” He plants a gentle kiss on my head.
My shudder of revulsion makes him sigh.
When he exits the backseat and gets behind the wheel I take a chance and scream at the top of my lungs.
Nothing happens.
Nobody comes running.
We’re surrounded by empty vehicles. And even if someone did see, it looks like I’m the one clearly at fault here. After all, I must have donesomethingto wind up handcuffed in the back of a car belonging to the chief of police.
Josh is annoyed by my little outburst. He slams his door shut and swivels to give me a hard look through the grate.
“Promise me you won’t do that again.”
