Mated to my Enemy

How could you?

Chapter 3

Clouded with lots of hurtful thought Clara cried heavily in the trunk of the car as Fred drove home.After many hours,he stopped and Clara said within herself that the minute he opened the trunk,she would kick him on his groin and make a run for it from that God forsaken house. Fred was equally as crafty in thought,as he opened the truck of the car,he hurriedly stood by the side of the car. Clara forcefully pushes open the trunk and with her feet hitting the air. Fred and his men laughed heavily.

"What a stupid fellow" Fred said as they all laughed. Embarrassed at the outcome of her escape plan she struggles to come out with no help coming from anywhere.As she stepped out, without proper balance as everywhere was a little dark, she fell on her face causing her spectators to laugh even harder.

"That's enough" Fred continued " And why are you all still here,get back to your post, am not paying you to lazy about" Fred said sharply waving them away like an order as they left

"This way my darling" He said acting chivalrously to Clara. Deep down she knew he was mocking her but she played along and walked in front of him. She looked around the mansion and noticed there were more bodyguards as usual as tears ran down her cheeks.

"Why are you doing this to me Fred" Clara asked sobbing

"Do what my angel,all is forgiven" He continued "I will never do anything to hurt you anymore" he said as he opened the door. She walked in feeling like a stranger in her own home, everything seems to be replaying a memory she had with Fred,a memory she didn't want to relive as every one of them was built on lies and deceit. As she walked towards the hallway

"This way my princess" Fred said as he indicated,using his right hand to direct her towards the kitchen. "Make something delicious for us to eat,have missed your meals" he continued. Clara accepted his invite as she walked towards the kitchen.

"What would you want me to make" Clara said with a plan well harshed in her mind

"Just be creative" Fred responded

"A pie perhaps" Clara said with a devious smile

"You have not made a meal for your husband for a while and you suggest a pie"Fred shouted

"Am sorry i didn't mean to offend you" Clara said looking down

"Am sorry i yelled,but you should know i need real food" Fred said as he walked up to her holding her from behind as he whispered into her ears "I would q solove to have you right here and now like we use to"

The thought of pleasure with Fred disgusted Clara that she stepped away from him.

"Still playing the victim huh!" Fred spat as he continued "I would love to have a dog on a plate,if you know what i mean"

"What! "Clara said turning to face him as she realized he only said that to mock her. He laughed diabolically as he walked away from her with a gun on his right hand.

"The only reason you are alive,still breathing the same air i breathe,still standing in my space is because you might be the key to " he stopped himself

"Key to what? Key to what exactly?" she inquired

"Are you questioning me?" He asked giving her an angry stare as he pointed the gun at her.

"Of course not" She responded trembling as she searched through the shelf for ingredients she needed

"Just finish your cooking and then we can talk with your hands and legs in chains" he responded playing the gun on the kitchen counter as he pulled a chair and sat down.

"I honestly thought you loved me" She said with tears rolling down her cheeks

"Hahahaha don't be ridiculous Clara, you are not all that my dear " he continued mockingly "do you want to know a secret? my one true love was never you Clara, you were just a well harshed plan,it has always been Bree"

"Bree!" she said reaching for the knife in the cabinet with uncontrollable tears running down her cheeks

"Don't even bother, there are no knives in this kitchen" Fred continued, "And yes,i am the father of the child she's carrying".

"Do you know how you sound?" Clara chuckled

"Oh you don't believe me?" Fred continued "Where do you think i was at our wedding night? the bar at the hotel?"

Clara is now interested as he gazes at Fred who is now grinning.

"My gorgeous Bree was in the room next to ours, oh the fun we had" Fred said licking his lips with his tongue. "Or is it the day you had a miscarriage and had to stay at the hospital?, While Spencer was with you Bree was all up in our bed doing me good"

"How could you!" Clara yelled

This revelation was too hurtful for Clara to bear as the thought of Bree having Fred and Spencer wrapped around her fingers dug a hole so deep into her heart that she could hardly breathe. She screamed aloud and then an howl followed.She transformed immediately into her wolf form, ethereal beauty.

"Oh my God" Fred exclaimed,frozen on the spot but not out of shock but out of admiration. But a sharp pain on his cheek brought him out of his reverie with a pain like no other,he staggered backwards and trembled in fear as he looked up to Clara. She made her way for the door when fred shot her from behind twice and with a painful howl,she fell with her hand on the handle of the door it opened with a full blown wolf charging through the door,it went straight for Fred hitting the gun off his hands and clawing at him neck as he bleeds out into unconsciousness.The wolf transformed into his human form,carried Clara out of the house and with no opposition,he was with her in his hands into the bush.