PROVE IT TO ME

REALIZATION

CHAPTER 3

“I know this is an absolute shock but believe me” the officer said to me.

“I should believe you?” I chuckled at what he said.

“So you are trying to say that the person I had been spending over ten years of my life with drugged me to be obsessed with him, and that he is a paedophile and worst of all he is a r****t and I had not known until our wedding day when he was arrested…..”

“Does that really make any sense to you officer?” I chuckled.

“Believe it or not it is what is it” he said standing up leaving.

I was once left in my shams again, my mind wondered vigorously could what he said actually be true. I refused to believe all he said.

“NOOOOO”I screamed blanking out.

I woke up the pain ten times worse than before, I couldn’t still believe I was alive with the amount of pain I beard. I looked around my surroundings finding it unfamiliar, but it was a less harsh place than the one I had been in earlier.

“Ow” I winced in pain as I sat upright.

The room was so decent and well kept off there was fresh air that I longed to breathe for a while, the bedsheet covers so smooth and comfy, but whose place was I? I longed to know even if I kind of guess It was the officers house. I found my way down from the bed. My leg feeling the softness of the rug but the sting of pain on the soles of my feet. I staggered my way out of the room and the fresh smell of bacon welcomed me.

I was left stunned by the interior of the house, the painting unique just with the two neutral colors white and black. Walking further I got mused further the house was like an art gallery the owner was very exquisite in taste. The muses were very interesting and gorgeous, they told a lot it was obvious and I couldn’t wait to hear those stories.

He was married. I jumped into conclusion.

I finally got to the place which got my mouth salivating. No surprise it was the officer he was setting up the dining table. I couldn’t ignore the effect the interior design of the sitting room gave me.

“Wow” I muttered. Which directed him to my attention.

“The doctors prescriptions were right after all” he said turning to me. I was immediately struck by something far worse, I hadn’t noticed him properly before well we hadn’t met in the favorable situation, with the amount of hatred I have grown on him I couldn’t neglect the fact that he looked divine.

“Would you care for some bacon and eggs?” he asked as he did some final setups

I ignored all he said and made my way to the table having my seat. The bacon called for me I could hear it.

“Where is your wife?” I asked

He stared at me in confusion then gave a very light chuckle. I stared back and immediately looked away he was just too good looking. He probably got away with everything.

“Ok but No I do not have a wife” he said sitting opposite me.

I was quite shocked by his reply. It weird women haven’t spiraled him up.

“Help yourself” he stretched forward a serving fork

I collected it serving but I could feel his eyes lingereing on me which made me so self conscious even though I was looking like a bag of s**t, I couldn’t even remember when last I had my bathe, I had been unconscious for a couple of days.

“What of your girlfriend?” I asked trying to stir up a conversation.

“She is good” he replied shortly. I looked up at hi m shocked I had expected I had no woman in my life kind of story. Well I was also not too shocked he was too good not to have someone wrapped up in his arms.

“Wow, okay” I said curtly focusing on my food.

In no time I was done with my food, I was collected while eating trying not to eat as intensely hungry as I was. The table was also very quiet he didn’t even bother bringing up a conversation which made me insanely hurt I don’t know why I got too bothered but that was a poor ethiquete.

“When am I leaving?” I asked clearing my plate to the kitchen, nobody had to tell me I had to clean up after eating besides he had done a lot.

“Uhmmm……. About that it was agreed that you would not be leaving until a couple of months till it certified you are free to go”

I turned to him to him in awe.

“The f**k officer” I yelled at him. I took a minute back to listen to myself. Damn I didn’t know his name.

“Charles” he said to me reading my mind. Even with my frustration I was impressed by his composure.

“Look all I do is for your safety, for your own good….. I don’t know how much further I can convince you but believe me when I say Branson is not who you think he is and you are going nowhere not under my instructions but the police investigative force so I will plead with you to corporate” he said the most serious he had ever been since I met him which kind of got me taken back.

He went ahead taking care of the kitchen and washing the dishes. Not that I believe what he said he was just stressed enough and I could understand that bit, he had even taken his time to prepare the food and take care of me.

“How many days was I out?” I asked curious.

“Four days” he said not even looking back to see who it was he was really pissed off. I sighed four days was a lot I must’ve lost a lot of weight.

“Goodnight” I said to him and motioned my way back to where I came from.

“Your drugs are in the drawer next to a bed and there’s also a glass of water” he said to me still not turning back.

I got to the room feeling light headed, I suddenly felt weak again I checked the drawer and took the pills. I never really had struggles with drugs I could consume a battalion of them but it dosen’t apply with needles for me they scare to death, being a kid I had always been a pill lover but Annie was the needle lover, she could be pierce anywhere and the crazy girl would not even wince a bit. Thinking about her now I missed her a lot she would have grown a lot looking bigger than me. I smiled at this thought.

I went to the shower I need it I stink so much I can’t even imagine how Charles kept up with me. I chuckled to myself.

I opened the wardrobe to see if there is any clothes that I could put on but all I found was bedsheet covers.

Why won’t he have any clothe for visitors to wear this could happen to anyone at least a backup will do. This reminds me of home I missed the sofa the kitchen and all but most importantly I missed Branson I found it miserable to believe all that has been said about him. I lived with him for years and we shared enough moment to know what he was like.

I shook off from the thought as I felt a heavy migraine coming, I still needed rest.

I entered the washroom and I was struck unable to identify myself, I had lost a lot of weight. I have always been the girl with the body but successfully worked it out and now I would beg to put some weight back on. I couldn’t believe I was the same girl always dieting I was close to a skeleton. I did exaggerated but it wasn’t far from the truth. My mind shifting to the bathroom itself. It was magnificent for a guest toilet, the white and black marble tiles, his taste was magnificent was he billionaire or was I the one not earning enough. I chuckled lightly to myself.

“Damn” there was a Jacuzzi, a shower, a massive mirror, they were glass shower. I couldn’t even describe astonished.

I had a refreshing shower and I honestly felt a lot better. The migraine had not totally gone it was still somewhere but very mild. I stepped out of the bathroom.

“Sorry, I thought I would give you some cloth to wear…. I knocked actually” he said turning to his back.

What a gentle man I thought, me thinking I would just be wrapping myself up in a blanket and dry clean the clothes tomorrow.

“Oh thank you” I said tightening the grip in my towel.

“Yh” he said walking backwards to drop it on the bed and he immediately made his way out.

“We would be going shopping for some new clothes tomorrow” finally leaving

I proceeded to dry my hair with a hand towel I had and wore the clothes he brought in, the clothes were really baggy and super comfy it was his clothes putting it on my body tingled with his smell. It was a mixture of cologne and sweat it smelt divine which gave me goose bumps all over. My mind directed to Branson, I had an habit of wearing his clothes all the time that I barely had walk around clothes. I loved his scent lingering on me all the time. I dropped to the floor as the thought of reality struck me, It wasn’t real.. it couldn’t be real. i started to feel uneasy again I fell very naeuseous and the migraine came in very hard. Everything became blurry once more but all I wanted was Branson. He was my other half I was kidnapped. I bit my lip furiously and began to pull my hair.

“Aaaaahhhhhh” I screamed blanking out.

I was on my way to the bathroom to get shower when I heard a scream. I made my way to her room. On getting there I met her on the floor crying furiously, rolling and pulling her hair out. She looked so miserable. I went down to help her.

“Alrie” I called her trying to raise her up but she didn’t even see me she was so in her own world still crying.

“No, No, No….” she kept crying. I felt pity for her the drugs had hit deep she had been misled most of her life.

“Alrie it is me Charles, are safe you are fine” I tried comforting her, but still all was to avail.

“Branson, Branson… I want to speak with Branson” she said weakly her sobbing getting louder. I moved closer to her grabbing her and embracing her in a hug, she needed

“I need to talk to my husband…. You kidnapped me” she said

“Shhhh” I said to her patting her. I cared less about all she said she was barely in her right senses.