My Twisted Marriage

Abducted

Emma

The flickering lights over me filtered into my eyes, forcing me to blink them open.

I found myself lying on a stretcher and as I tried to look around, my vision faded back into darkness.

“Could this be Heaven?” I thought just before I became unconscious again.

A few minutes later, I woke up again, scanning around the small room.

I was at a hospital. How did I end up here?

I was supposed to be dead, wasn’t I? The gun had gone off, yet here I was, alive and well, staring at myself in the small mirror, wondering how I managed to survive, or did I?

“Am I dead? Could this be the afterlife?” I thought, my eyes scanning through the room all over again.

Suddenly, the door to the ward swung open and I immediately turned to the direction and saw a familiar figure walked in.

I instantly panicked and stepped back, my face filled with horror. It was Adam. He looked a little surprised to see me and then a smile formed on his face.

What was he doing here?

“You’re finally up,” he said as soft as ever, almost as if nothing happened.

“Is something wrong?” He asked with concern and moved closer, seeing the perplexed expression on my face.

“What are you doing here Adam, I heard the gun go off, how am I still alive?”

The worry on his face suddenly disappeared and it was replaced with a smile.

“Don’t you worry about that, just try to rest and calm your mind? Everything is going to be alright, we’re going to be alright.”

Everything seemed confusing at the moment. What the hell was he going on about?

“I met the doctor outside, he said the baby is going to be alright. The shock was mild and didn’t affect it. So just rest up Emma, soon we’ll be one big happy family.” He said, then walked up to me and kissed my forehead.

I continued to look at him without saying a word. The memories of him sleeping with Sloan and how they had been responsible for all my miscarriages were slowly returning. I couldn’t believe that I was betrayed by the same man who looked at me now with so much passion and affection.

It was clear now, I was dealing with a psycho. Even after cheating on me and almost having me killed, he still dared to talk to walk in here pretending as if nothing happened, and talking to me about starting a family.

At that point, it dawned on me. Adam was messed up in the head. I don’t know how I never noticed it until now, but I needed to escape for my safety and that of my child. I couldn’t let my child grow up around such a monster.

My eyes followed him as he turned and walked towards the door, “Just going to grab a beer, won’t be king,” he said and walked out.

The moment he was gone, I heaved a sigh and frantically searched through my contacts for anyone to call, but just then, the door swung open again and I gasped in fear. However, this time it was just a doctor.

Immediately, I started begging, “Doctor, please help me. I need to leave this hospital now, I can’t let my husband find me here, he’s a psycho. Please, please, help me escape…” I cried my voice trembling in fear.

I imagined I seemed crazy, but I was desperate to escape from Adam.

“Calm down ma’am. Your stress levels are rising, it’s not good for your baby,” he spoke softly, trying to ease my tension.

“You don’t understand, they tried to kill me. Please don’t let him come back and find me here,” I begged, all to no avail.

“I can’t do that ma, it’s against hospital policy. I can’t sign your release without the signature of the person who brought you in,” he argued and without saying another word, walked out.

There was no point begging him for more. I knew this was a far reach, but in that moment an idea suddenly lit up in my head. If he wasn’t going to help me escape, maybe there was someone who could.

Pulling out my phone, I decided to call the number that informed me Adam was cheating.

I was desperate for an escape and thought whoever this person was, they must be well connected.

My heart was beating out of my chest as I dialed the number, hoping and at the same time afraid of who might pick up.

The line rang and then stopped. Heaving a desperate sigh, I tried again, pacing aimlessly around the ward, but again no answer.

I was quickly losing my patience and suddenly, I heard the sound of quick footsteps behind me and before I could turn around to see who it was, I was grabbed by strong hands.

A handkerchief covered my nose and dulled my senses immediately. I tried fighting the effect of the chloroform but soon my eyes rolled in and I was carted away.

-

I awoke in a daze, gasping for air. Scanning my eyes around the empty room in confusion, I suddenly remembered what had happened to me and a surge of fear washed over me.

I couldn’t recognize where I was, but I could tell it wasn’t anywhere familiar.

Panicking, I tried to move but again found that I was tied to a chair.

My mind went through a lot of things as I sat there, panting heavily and trying to break myself free.

Did Adam find out what I was planning and abduct me again? What was he going to do to me now?

But just then, the door swung open forcefully and I immediately looked in the direction.

I saw a figure striding in, his footsteps echoing louder and louder as he approached me. He was dressed in a tailored suit that seemed to blend with the darkness around him, muscular and tall and his aura dominating. The moment he walked in, the air in the room was filled with Oud and Cigar smoke. I trembled as I narrowed my eyes, trying to see the figure before me, and out of fear, I blurted

“Who are you?”