Master's Doll

Chapter Nine

Rose had been in the room for so long. About 2 weeks and not once had Dwayne showed up in the room. She had been very well taken care of and she was glad her baby was doing better now. The results her doctor gave her that fateful day was brutal.

'It's very rare but you had menustrated (not really menustrated but had vaginal bleeding) while in your pregnant state and it came out so much that you lost a lot of blood. Luckily, your baby is not hurt from the starvation and abuse meted out on you that can have an effect on it. But I'm happy to tell you that you're going to have a baby boy soon and I do hope you take care of this baby very well because the loss of a child at such a stage in your life, can be the beginning of the end for such victims' the doctor's words echoed through her mind.

In all her days in college studying as a medical doctor, she hardly ever heard of something like menustrating during pregnancy. Maybe there was a talk about it but she was ignorant or absent from class that day? Or perhaps he meant Vaginal bleeding while pregnant?

Her mind stuck to that thought. Then she felt a slight kick. She was happy that her baby was still alive and well. These last weeks, she had observed how all the kicks had been and she was glad that this monstrous man called Dwayne had not destroyed her little muffin.

"We're going to be alright my little boy and your big bad dada is not going to hurt you okay?" She whispered while rubbing her palm on her tummy. The baby kicked once again and she knew it was pleased to hear such reassurance from it's mother.

The door to the room opened slowly and for the first time in 2 weeks, Dwayne walked in. He walked in looking very different. It looked as though he had been involved in a serious fight. His face looked depressed and his hair was very messy.

But there were no signs of wounds on him and he looked just like the normal Dwayne but just with a sad face. He couldn't raise his head up to look Rose in the eye. It was shame written all over his face. What was wrong with him?

"Rose please" for the very first time, he called her by her name calmly and he even sought her mercy. What was wrong? What had come over him? Why was he suddenly being so human?

But she flinched and scooted away when she locked eyes with him as he paced towards her. She was very scared. Now, she wasn't scared for herself. She could die if she wanted. She could kill herself, she could ask him to kill her. Or even provoke him to kill her. But the only thing keeping her alive, was this little one growing in her. This little one who was fathered by an evil sadist. She loved him all the more.

"Please don't run away. I'm s-sor...."he stopped in his tracks as his eyes went wide and wild as he stared at something fearful that only he could see. Rose was suddenly very alarmed. He was spitting out some inaudible messed up things while he paced towards the wall as though threatening the invisible being that he alone saw.

Rose had learnt while in medical school, of some chronic brain disorders, their symptoms and their remedies. This man was a mad man she could see. But what exactly was wrong with him ?

" I'm sorry Linda. I didn't mean to startle you. Why did you cheat on me Linda? Why did you deceive me Linda? What wrong did I do to you baby?" Dwayne had his eyes fixed on Rose while sputtering all these. He was talking to some unseen force that he alone saw in Rose. Perhaps that was why he was being so aggressive on her?

Then his facial expressions suddenly changed into a calm one. A calm sinister one. The one she feared. The one that would hurt her and the baby. He smiled at her wickedly. Without saying a word, he stepped out if the room slowly. She knew he would be back and if would be brutal. What was the to do now? She had lost all her strength and she was scared for her baby.

Dwayne returned many hours later by that time Rose had dozed off in fear. He came with two bottles of Colt 45. He was put to soomething very brutal and she could sense it. He wasn't in his right state of mind and she knew it.

And like an accident, he dropped the two bottles on the ground, shattering them into a million ruthless pieces. What was she to do now? What was he going to do to her??

"I don't want to kill you nor our baby, but I would like to kill your grandmother my love" he whispered so softly that she couldn't hear. Perhaps from the distance where he stood.

Then the TV set at the far sight of the room opened. And there was a video recording being played. It was her grandmother lying in the hospital bed in a coma.

"I have eyes on your grandmother my dear and someone is currently having a gun pointed directly at her head. Try to defy my authority and the miserable wretch dies!" He spat at Rose. Rose was in deep tears now. Her only remaining family has in danger and there was nothing she could do to help her.

"Jesus they say walked on water. But I hate Jesus. But I like you my pregnant doll, so why don't you walk on glass for me and make me happy and save your grandma's life. After all, you're jesus's mother aren't you? You're the mother of all innocence?" Rose was dumbstruck at this man's audacity to say such a thing.

She wasn't a Christian nor a Muslim, but she did believe there was God and never hesitated to call on Him when she needed Him. She would often times go on her knees and now her head to the ground in prostration and call out His name for guidance and protection. But here she needed to listen to this monster lest she got hurt or worse, her grandmother got killed.

He was heartless. She was pregnant with his baby and he wanted her to walk in the broken fragments of glass. Slowly with fear in her heart mind and eyes, and her head clenched to her tummy, she walked slowly towards the place where the broken fragments of glass was. She looked him in the eye for the last time.

"P-Please d-don't do t-this to us" she pleaded while holding onto her tummy indicating herself and the baby. He only smirked at her and ushered her to the spot heartlessly.

Her left foot went first as she mentioned God's name inwardly before pressing her foot on the wickedly sharp fragments of glass and letting out a painful hiss that pushed through her whole system right into her womb. Then the next foot went. The burning irritation of the hot fire water Colt 45 pierced through her very soul. The pain weakening her as she broke down to the ground with one hand on her tummy. The floor was bloody. Rose collapsed to the ground with the glass piercing through her palms, knees, arms and her belly. The pain was crucial and she has no saviour. All she knew was that, she was dying and all she could do was waste her last strength on trying to save her baby. A mother's love.

Glass all over her flesh and she looked terrible.Her scream was heartbreaking. The intensity of the pain mixed with the emotional trauma she was going through. Words couldn't explain all she could do was to remain almost lifeless before Dwayne in this terrible condition with her ha d on her palm. Slowly she passed out with a tear leaving her eye.

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3 weeks later

"Truly my boy,I can sense Riya closer than ever before. And believe me when I tell you this, the one torturing her is going to face a brutal death" Vladmir whispered to his son Maxim who sat right beside him as they arrived in the States and were staying at their father's grand mansion in California.

Jaxon was with his mother downstairs in the kitchen. Amira had found out after all. She had found out when she was praying. She overhead Vladmir trying to whisper it through the phone. She was finally going to see her baby Riya. She dared Vladmir to go without her and he knew he couldn't deny his sweet wife.

Even at the age of 54, Vladmor still looked like in his late thirties and at the age of 44, Amira looked like in her early twenties. Any outsider would never believe that they were both that grown.

"I hope we find her safe and sound father. If not it's going to be brutal" Maxim showed concern. His father smiled at that as he stared into the sky as though seeing a funny revelation.

"Yes...For them" his father assured in a very sinister manner. He was mentally picturing how he was going to rip this home wrecker's head off and dumping his body in the sss forest.

His father sat on the couch shirtless in just sweatpants and if I told you he didn't look more than all the handsome gods in the world, I prolly fibbed to you.

His back was as muscular as 28 years ago if not more. And he wore a black bad boy chain with a skull on it. He looked more like a teenager than his own sons. With the blunt of cigarette in his lips, he looked more of a bad boy than any of them. It wasn't so surprising since his family was the elite gang life. And they were all usually more than beautiful looking.

"That's my father. Always getting brutal day by day" Maxim teased his father as he walked out of the room to the kitchen where his mother and lil brother was. Jaxon was a man but he loved his mother like she was the only woman in the world after all every good man's supposed to be like that. He was very over protective over her. He even called her by her name sometimes when he thought she had taken a hasty decision. Their relationship a very awkward one. Some how you would never know that they were actually son and mother.

"Hey mom" Maxim called his mother as he gave her a short hug from behind. She smiled at that. Her sons totally towered her. She mentally dropped a tear at that. Her little boys of yesterday were now fully grown and she couldn't thank God enough.

"Food's ready now. Jaxon go call your father and Maxim, help me serve the food. Before she could comprehend anything, Jaxon had already disappeared to call his father and Maxim was already at the sink rinsing the plates to be used. She couldn't help but smile. She had two responsible sons.

If only her beautiful daughter was here, they would make the best family picture. Would she ever see her baby again? Her Mama bear? Her very fat baby Riya? The baby she could hardly even carry? The baby that was born on Vladmir's birthday? Vladmir's favourite child? And above all, they're only daughter?

She took a deep breath as Maxim placed the plates down on the table. Amira fetched a ladle from the kitchen and a napkin. She returned to meet Jaxon coming downstairs with his father Vladmir coming downstairs speaking like old pals. Jaxon's arm round his father's neck as they chuckled at something. They looked so happy together. And Vladmir was shirtless and she could literally feel herself drool over him. Was he trying to impress someone? Perhaps her?

Vladmir locked eyes with her and gave her a small smirk and a wink making her blush. Even at her age, she still blushed. Fortunately, this went unnoticed by the boys when they had finally sat down and were munching on their food greedily.

Seeing them eating made her happy but her mind went to her baby girl Riya. What was going on with her? Was she being fed well? Or was she being fed at all? She couldn't possibly eat when she was having doubts about her baby's health.

Without any sign or warning, she burst out in tears to the surprise of everyone. Jaxon who had food in his mouth, left his her agape and the food fell back into his plate. He felt stupid. In fact everyone felt stupid. Vladmir was the first to rush to her. He took her in a very taut hug.

" Don't cry baby. What's wrong? Who hurt you? Did we say something wrong? Please. I'm sorry." He pleaded. He never wanted to see her cry or feel bad. He felt guilty.

"Boys come. Mama's upset. She needs loving" he called to the boys who looked very confused. They finally recovered using their muscular system and rushed to their parents and took them in a very tight hug. And soon the tears turn to giggles. Amira was better now.

"I just miss Riya. But I have faith that you'll bring her back won't you?" She explained. They all nodded aggressively. They would bring Riya back home and they would make that bastard pay for all his deeds.

"Now let's go back to eating shall we? I'm starving!" Jaxon the glutton complained to the amusement of everyone. Amira gave him more food to eat and he was grateful. He ate more than half of the whole food.

Amira still ate nothing. Assuring them that she had already eaten which obviously didn't sit right with them. Deep down her heart, she still felt for her daughter and missed her so much. Of she ever lost her daughter, she would go crazy or die. Another silent tear left her eye and it was noticed only by one person. It was noticed by Vladmir.

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