My Psycho Best Friend

Chapter 18

    One month later…

    Over the last few weeks, there has been no sightings of Ian. I am sure now that he has really left me and my baby alone. Last week, they stopped having a police car watch my house. Ryder has been driving me to and from work. We have slowly gone back into our routine without fear of Ian coming after us.

    I have one month left till the baby is here. I have been busy buying all the things a baby would need like bottles and clothes. I even have been able to take a couple birthing classes. I am starting to feel like we are ready for our daughter to come into this world. The only thing I am worried about is Ryder must go help his dad this week and so he will be gone, and I will be here by myself. With birth so near, I am scared that I will go into labor while he is gone. But Ryder’s dad is sick. The kind of sick that they are in the hospital for a while type sick.

    I am sitting on the bed watching Ryder pack his suitcase. I feel like I could cry because I will miss him so much. But I know he must go and help his dad. Once he is done packing, I give him a huge hug and I tell him, “I am going to miss you so much. What am I going to do without you for a whole week?”

    He hugs me tightly and says, “I will be back before you know it. But before I go, I have a name for the baby I want to tell you about. What do you think of the name Layla? It was my mother’s middle name.”

    I smile and yell out excitedly, “That is perfect! I love it. Our little Layla. She will be here in about a month. I am so ready to see her and hold her. Also, to watch you become a father. I want to tell you how grateful I am. That even though, biologically, she is not yours. You have shown me what true love is and I know you will love her. She is your daughter. No matter what.”

    We hugged and kissed and then Ryder went on his way back to our hometown. It was early in the morning, so I went back to bed. A few hours later, I woke up feeling refreshed. I have gotten so big that I cannot work as it is painful for me. So, I just stay home for the rest of the day. I worked on organizing baby clothes and cleaning as I am in nesting mode.

    Around dinner time, I am too tired to cook food, so I just made a Caesar salad. Which is my favorite salad. I settle down for the night and go take a shower. I stand there and just let the hot water relax my muscles. I heard a noise, so I look out from behind the shower curtain but, I saw nothing. I just assumed it was just some wind outside.

    I continued taking my shower and then I felt something, well someone, behind me. I knew Ryder was not here and there was no way he would turn back because of how sick his dad is. I turn my head slowly to the person that is behind me. I am looking into the eyes of the person I told I never wanted in my life anymore. I truly thought he was gone.

    I stay still not knowing what to do. I feel like I am a statue. Ian brings his hand and caresses my cheek. I try to swat his hand away as I do not want him touching me. It is bad enough that I am naked in front of him. He hit my hand out of the way and grabbed me by my neck and squeezed. Not hard enough that I could not breathe but enough that I knew that I should not move or else something bad would happen.

    He starts kissing the side of my face and says, “You are just as sexy as I thought you would be. Getting you pregnant made your body so sexy. You thought you could keep me away. You are mine. And I deserve to be a part in my daughter’s life. You are coming with me. But before that happens, let us have some fun.”

    He grabs my arm and practically drags me to the bedroom. He throws me on the bed but makes sure I do not land on my stomach. He grabs me hands and wraps a belt around them then buckles them to the headboard of the bed. He tries to get between my legs, but I kick him away. I kick him so hard he falls off the bed. He gets up and comes over and slaps me. He slapped me so hard that I am seeing black dots and my vision is a little fuzzy.

    I am having a hard time fighting him. I do not want to hurt the baby, so I give in and let him have his way. He positioned his manhood at my entrance and slowly entered. He went slower. It is like he did not want to hurt me but still this was against my will. He kept thrusting and kept trying to kiss me. I just laid there and tried to be in my own world. I tried to think of Ryder and imagine that I was with Ryder, but this did not feel like lovemaking.

    I feel so numb. I am staring into the ceiling and I am in my own little world. Ian starts grunting and I know he is going to find his release soon. A couple more thrust and with one final thrust he yells out in pleasure. He takes his member out of me and lays next to me. He tells me, “I missed you so much. I missed how you feel when I am inside of you. Now we are going to get you dressed and we are going to leave. I am going to take you to my new house. You will not be able to escape this time. So, hurry up and get dressed.”

    He unstrapped the belt from my wrists and once my hands are free, they are sore, so I rub them. I get up and quickly grab a pair of maternity jean shorts and a random shirt. I put on a pair of slip-on shoes since it is hard for me to bend down to tie a pair of sneakers. Once I am dressed, he grabs me by my arm and leads me out of the house. I see we are heading towards an old truck. He probably didn’t want to have anything too conspicuous. That is why he had an old truck, so he would just blend in.

    I try one last time to talk some sense into him, I say, “Please Ian. I do not want to get hurt. Think about our daughter. Please, I am begging you. I will not say anything. I will not even tell Ryder. Please, just leave us alone and let me stay at home.”

    The arm that he is grabbing to drag me out of the house with, he brings me towards him and crushes me into his chest, so I have no choice but to listen to him without the possibility of getting away and he says, “You are mine. Our daughter is mine. I could never be without you. We are going to start a new life. Starting tonight, we will be together always.”

    With that I realize, my chance to escape is gone and if I do not want to get hurt for the sake of my baby, I must do what he says. He might get too mad if I try to get away. He will hurt me, and I cannot let that happen. He turns toward the old truck and tells me to get in. I get in and try to stay calm. He goes to the other side and gets in. We drive into the darkness of the night.