My eyes flew open and I sat up straight on the bed. With shock, I began to search my body with my eyes for any sign of damage. I wasn’t feeling any pain anywhere but I had to make sure that nothing happened to me while I was not conscious.
The sound of laughter made me snap my head up and I was surprised to see Samantha and a man dressed in a doctor’s uniform standing opposite the bed. She was laughing so hard like a mad person.
I was suddenly aware of where I was. The room looked like a made-up hospital room. It was just the bed and a table that contained some medical equipment. I was confused as I tried to assess the situation and understand what was going on.
“What is this? What’s going on” I made an effort to come down from the bed but I was pulled back with force. I looked down to see my hands and feet were bound to the bed and I gasped in shock at how I didn’t notice it earlier.
I struggled to get myself free but the efforts were futile so I brought my eyes to the woman before me who still hadn’t stopped chuckling.
“Samantha, what do you think you are doing? Release me this instant or else you would regret it” My voice came out stronger than I expected and I think it made her pissed. She stopped laughing and pretended to clean a tear from underneath her lashes before wiping the hand on the napkin she held.
“You know what I hate about you the most, the fact that you think you are better than me. Even now, when you are about to lose your baby, you are still commanding me?” She scoffed but had statement made me freeze.
“What are you talking about? What do you mean by "I am about to lose my baby?” I asked in fear and I began to struggle like a maniac against the binds not caring that they were starting to tear into my wrists.
“Let me go. Help, Please let me go. You better stay away from me and my baby..please I beg you” I screamed and cried as I tried to pull on the binds that weren’t giving way at all.
“Please Samantha, I beg you. I’ll do anything you want just please don’t hurt my baby. You want me to leave Atticus right, I’ll divorce him as soon as you release me” I cried and begged but it fell on deaf ears.
“This is what you should have done instead of trying to act like you are way above me, you should have left him the moment you saw he belonged to someone else but you didn’t. You wanted to keep him all to yourself even when I shared with you” She sneered.
“I’m sorry for trying to do that. Please don’t kill my baby. Please” I begged and the tears lodged in my throat I almost choked on it.
“It’s too late” she sang. She came to sit beside me on the bed and started petting my head like a dog
“You would tell everyone I kidnapped you and tried to kill your baby if I let you go so I have no choice now, you should have been a little smarter” I knew she wasn’t feeling as sympathetic as she felt. She had no regrets.
“Please Samantha, I promise I won’t say a word, I’ll come up with a story and divorce him immediately. I’ll even leave the country as soon as you let me go, please” My whole being was clouded with fear and even though I felt a little bad for saying I would leave Atticus, I had no regrets. I would do anything to save my baby.
“You think I am stupid to believe that would actually happen? Atticus would never let you leave him. He loves you too much now”
“I promise I will make him let me go. He wouldn’t have an option” My breath was shaking, my nose was running and I was feeling sick as a result of the dread that had consumed my entire being.
“Her voice is making me mad, Fred gagged her so the doctor can get on with it” She yelled and the door opened. Fred entered the room with a cloth and placed it over my mouth, muffling my voice. He made sure not to meet my eyes.
I shook my head from side to side and tears ran down the side of my face since I was now laying on the bed. I kept struggling but I could barely move because the bind was so tight.
Nothing I said was getting out because it was cut off by the cloth covering my mind. I was so scared and my eyes were blinded by rage.
I watched the doctor pick up a syringe and fill it up with something from the bottle. He began to stalk towards me and it made me start to scream and shake. I struggled but it did nothing to stop him from injecting me with whatever was in that syringe.
My body began to numb and I could not move. It felt like I was watching everything happen from the eyes of another person. I was shouting and crying for help but it wasn’t coming out since my mouth would not open and my body would not move.
“Leave her awake. I want her to see everything. She can hear us right?” Samantha asked and the glee in her voice gave me tremors.
“But that’s not good. We can’t possibly have her awake to experience her child being taken
out of her” The doctor stuttered and the next thing I heard was a slap. She had slapped the doctor.
“You better do as I say if you don’t want your wife and kids to end up in a ditch somewhere” She threatened and the doctor scrambled to the table to grab some things.
I saw my legs being lifted up and soon they were tied up exposing the space between my legs.
“My trousers were pulled down and my panties followed and I was exposed to the doctor. He grabbed some strange equipment.
The sound of gunshots startled the doctor and he dropped what he was holding. I heard the sound of fighting and Samantha began to panic.
“What’s happening out there?” She rushed to the door and placed her ears against it “Fred, what’s going on out there?” Nobody answered her and from the corner of my eyes, I saw her start to struggle.
“Hurry up, release her legs and put something on her. We need to leave before whoever is out there gets here. They should not see me or her here”
The doctor hurried to do as he was told and soon I was covered again. Deep inside, I prayed fervently and wished for those people to be my saviours.
As the doctor tried to carry me away, the door burst open and Samantha squealed in fear. I heard multiple footsteps in the room and from the corner of my eyes, I saw some police officers grab Samantha and the doctor.
“Hazel, Baby. Oh my god. I am so sorry. Please forgive me for not protecting you better” I breathed out a sigh of relief when Atticus ripped the binds from me and pulled me into his arms. I took in a long breath and inhaled the smell of his musk. He smelt like home.
The tears were pouring from my eyes and I couldn’t stop myself. I tried to say something but the drug they injected me with was still in full effect.
I felt Atticus' hand tighten around me and his hands found their way into my hair. “I’m so sorry, baby” He whispered.
He released me and brought his hands to my face “You’ve gotten so thin.” His eyes watered as he looked at me “What about the baby? Are they fine?” He rested his hands against my stomach.
I just nodded and he frowned “What’s wrong? Why aren’t you saying anything? Talk to me sweetheart” He said with concern but I could only shake my head.
“What’s wrong with her? What did you do?” He yelled and Samantha shrunk back in fear as he stood up to stalk towards her.
“We just gave her something to make her numb, it’ll wear off in a few hours. I’m so sorry I didn’t want to do it but she kidnapped my daughter as well” The doctor began to cry but he was ushered out of the room.
“Samantha, how could you do this? I thought you were my friend?” Atticus was angry.
“Friend?” She scoffed at him “After everything you wanted to leave me for her and you think I would just sit by and watch it happen?” She yelled in his face.
“So, you planned to kill her?”
“No, don't kill her. I just wanted to rip that baby out of her and make her watch it” Her head snapped to the side as Atticus slapped her. She gasped in shock and cupped her cheeks.
“You slapped me?” She asked in shock.
"You should be lucky I didn’t do worse” He growled” You tried to hurt my wife and kill my baby, what did you expect me to do? Thank you. Get her away” Atticus told the police officers.
“Atty you can’t abandon me like this, I love you. I won’t let you abandon me like this” She yelled as the police dragged her out.
“Hey, stop” One of the officers shouted and I saw Samantha holding a gun and pointing it towards me.
“Are you crazy? Drop the gun” Atticus yelled.
“You really shouldn’t be shouting at me Atty, I am the one with the gun” She smiled crazily
“You should have never picked her over me and now you would regret it for the rest of your life when I kill her because it is all your fault”
“No” Atticus yelled but it was too late. The gun went off.