“Help!” I scream at the top of my lungs hoping someone can hear me from the outside.
“HEEELLPP!!” I scream again. Mikal Pulls me against his chest roughly and sneers in my ear.
“HEEELLPP!!” He screams mimicking me.
“No one’s going to save you, princess!” He laughs and hits me across the face with his backhand.
The force of his connecting hand sends me flying onto the bed crying out in pain, my face stings and burns, I lift my hand up and gingerly touch my face. It’s already starting to swell and again I begin to panic. Mikal looks down at me and starts to laugh as he undoes the buckle of his belt, His loose jeans fall into a heap at his feet, he stands at the end of the bed, licking his lips while he strokes his engorged cock and eyes me up like I’m about to be his last meal.
Fuck! He’s seriously going to try to...
I try to scrabble further up to the head of the bed but Mikal reaches out and grabs me by the ankle yanking me roughly towards him.
“No! Oh, god!” I plead fearfully.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Your god can't help you now.” His entire body shakes as he laughs.
With one hand wrapped tightly around my kicking ankle, he reaches up and starts to pull my pants down. I twist and turn, rapidly kicking at him and scream at the top of my lungs. He leans over me and punches me in the face and everything seems to go dark for a split second, as soon as my vision clears and I look down to see him struggling to pull my pants past my bent knees and again I start to struggle against him.
“No...No, no.. please” I beg, crying.
When he looks at me I swear I see the devil dancing in his eyes. He raises his clenched hand then hits me again, I curl into a ball protecting my head with my hands from the numerous blows he persistently throws. Shut up bitch! I’m having you awake or out cold. I hear him say, my body weakens from the excess pain and starts to give up the fight with every connecting blow.
My cries become faint and my blurry vision becomes pitch black with the last blow to my head. My body feels as if it’s drifting through the air, I feel no pain or emotion of being petrified, it’s been replaced with a numb feeling. A safe feeling. I'm stuck in a place of silence where everything is pitch black.
Did he..
did he succeed in killing me?
Oh, God!
The baby.. my baby.
***
The fear and pain come back furiously, My head, my chest, my entire body, God my face... it throbs.. it throbs all over. I try to cry out but there’s nothing, nothing escapes my mouth. Why won't that damn beeping sound stop! And why can I smell so much bleach? I try my best to open my eyes, but they won't budge. God, they feel heavy and I’m tired of just trying. I can barely hear hushed whispers being spoken through the darkness.
I try to concentrate and slowly master the arts of blocking out the beeping noise that surrounds me and the loud ringing sounds in my ears. Soon the silent words become clear as I’m left surrounded in my darkness.
“Is...Is she going to be okay, doctor?” There’s pain in Chrissy’s voice. Oh, Chrissy!
“Please, call me Carlos.” He sounds exhausted and defeated. Carlos? “She needs to rest, I strongly advised putting her into a medically induced coma for a few days to help her body recover.”
A coma?
I...If... I need to be put into a coma that means.. that means I lost the baby.
My baby, Why can't I move, I can't open my eyes and my limbs..
My limbs feel heavy, I just want to feel where my baby should be...
Please...
“Then why haven’t you done so? I know you and Nessa are friends but I don’t think Luca is going to be all that enthusiastic once he finds out your tending to her needs. No offence.” Chrissy exclaims.
“I was put under strict instructions not to unless Luca changes his mind, and no offence taken.” He sighs.
“Bloody hell! I don’t believe this. When are you expecting Luca.. uh, to arrive? Last I heard he was still in Italy tying some loose ends up.” She says impatiently.
“He should be here before morning. He assured me that his jet was getting fuelled up and he was on his way to the airstrip as we spoke. In the meantime, I need to make sure she is stable and that she is not left alone.”
“No, Shit no! She won't be left alone till we know for certain that monster is locked up.” Her voice shakes with fear.
“I... I don’t understand why her though.” The confusion and sadness are evident in his tone.
“She was linked to us all through Mikal and the Mob. It made her an easy target when she was alone with only one guard across the street. Mikal knew who was watching her and used that to his advantage.” Chrissy begins to snivel.
“She may never fully recover from this.”
“She’s strong, stronger than we give her credit for.”
“You know Luca’s done nothing but help destroy the life she could’ve had right?” He sighs loudly.
“It’s her choice. We can only respect her life decisions and stand by her." Chrissy snivels
“Respecting her life decisions and standing by her is what helped put her in that bed with an empty sack in her womb. How are any of you going to explain that to her?” His voice hardens.
I knew it...
The baby...
It’s gone.
A sudden mixture of emotions hit me like a force of lightning surging through my body, piercing my soul. Anger, fear, heartbreak, loss and pain hit me all at once and it starts to pull me back towards the darkness. The faint beeping noise grows louder and my breathing becomes shallow making me physically want to claw at my neck.
It hurts! God... it hurts all over. Help! Carlos, help it burns, everything burns make it stop.
“Quick, She’s going into shock. Push the red button will you..” Carlos calls out.
“Nessa! Nessa, stay with us, please... You... You need to..to come back to me... I..I..Lo.. love you sissy-boo..” Chrissy uncontrollably cries out.
“Someone get me Dr Venturi on the line now!” Carlos roars.