Chapter Two
1077 Words
Sabrina
That creaking sound of the door eroded my ears and i could swore I pissed my pants.
I could hear his footsteps as he came down the stairs.
I'm doomed.
My eyes darted around the room as I prayed silently he wouldn't find me where I was hiding.
I felt an arm grab me from behind, “There you are, pumpkin,” He uttered as he dragged me out from where I hid just by the stairs.
My hands were shaking and my temperature suddenly rose to whatever degrees signifies a fever.
“Why you hiding from me baby? Look, your body is not even in good shape!”
He saw my swollen ankle and shook his head.
“We need to get you to the hospital. You don't look okay, baby,” He said in a sweet tone.
I fidgeted. “This has to be a trick. He could hit me again, who knows?” I whispered in my head.
“Don't worry. I won't hit you. Why would I even do that to my lovely wife?” He sounded so sweet all of a sudden.
“I promise not to hurt you anymore. I didn't even realize I did this to your beautiful skin,” He added.
“No ooo…I don't believe you. That was what you said the last time. You strangled me and bruised my skin,” I lashed out.
Where the confidence came from to say those words, I had no idea but I felt good that I said that.
Apparently, that feeling was about to come to an end. He grabbed my arms so tight that I screamed out loud.
A heavy slap landed on my face and my ears rang a bell like they had befome deafened by the hit.
He carried me on his shoulder and head up the stairs.
"Put me down. I'm not going anywhere with you!!" I shouted.
His grasp was too firm and it became quite difficult for me to set myself free from them. “Shut the f**k up, b***h. If you like yourself, you remain quiet till we get to the hospital,” He cautioned in a harsh tone.
His eyes were raging fire and I didn't wanna get burnt so I kept mute, obeying his every instructions.
He charged outside and into his 2020 Chevrollet vehicle as he strapped me tightly with the seatbelt at the frontseat.
He drove with so much speed to the hospital and the doctor attended to me right in her office. The same doctor Licoln would bring me to and I was damn sure she knew about how he was treating me.
“You can't keep going this way. Your health is at risk. Your blood pressure rises virtually all the time and this is not good for your body system,” She uttered as she bent over to pick something from her kit just beside the bed.
“But Doctor, do I have a choice?”
I don't think no one ever took their time to understand my situation. Lincoln is my savior, the only person I have in this world since my parents were no more.
All I have ever done was through him and nothing without him.
I knew it was just the frustration of me not having a child for him yet and he desperately wants a baby from me.
At least I'm just happy despite all of this things happening, he isn't seeing another lady behind me or putting someone else in my place as his.
At least, he respects and loves me enough not to do that.
“Actually you do but you have to promise me one more thing,” the doctor whispered.
I was quite surprised at her sudden change of tone.
“What is it, Doctor?” I whispered in a calm tone.
“For some time, You have been visiting my hospital with different sort of bruises and aches on parts of your body which I am certain it was your husband but its more than that and you just don't know it yet.”
“Your husband is responsible for this,” She pointed to my womb.
“Hmm?” I interrupted.
“He has been putting a drug in your meal and drink secretly and that drug prevents you from being pregnant.”
“Before you scream….I'm truly sorry I kept this from you all this while but this was all your husband's agreement with us and he paid us to keep quiet, infact he still owes us on that!” She said.
I had no idea what she was talking about so I kept looking at her anticipating the next words that would escape her lips.
“But truth be told, my conscience had been eating being the medical practitioner that I am and it is against the ethics of my work to hand over such drugs to a customer yet I did..” She continued.
“You can decide to sue us after this, we deserve that but please before it gets worse, that is why I have brought myself to tell you because if you don't stop it, it might eventually destroy your womb!
“What exactly are you saying?” I became so puzzled and my head was banging at the receipt of her words.
“Are you saying my husband has actually been the one responsible for my inability to get pregnant and you are the one supplying him the drugs he had been using on me in secret?!!!
The f**k!!
“Yes, please don't tell him I said anything,” she said.
“Is this why he is always refusing to bring me to the hospital for a check up?”
Cause he actually knows what he was doing, slowly killing me inside.
A tear dropped from my eyes. “Just don't worry, everything will be fine. You still have a greater chance of giving birth.”
“You just need to find a way to stop those medications he is slipping into your drinks,” the doctor added.
I let out a heavy sigh.
But why was he doing it? Bearing him a child was what could make him happy I presume, so what changed?
Why make me lose all these times so he could just keep beating me to pulp or what exactly?
Lincoln suddenly barge into the doctors office unannounced.
“What's happening here?”
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