Safe (Reckoning Book 1) Page 5

  “What all he has done?” Vin asks raising a curious brow at me.

  “That is my business.” I throw back in his face. I really don't want to relive the details of what that bastard has done to me and …. Fuck I can't do this now. Not now.

  “Touche. Now when is that baby of yours due? I really don't know how long you will be here and I'm not too fond of the idea of a child crying all hours of the night around here I rather enjoy my sleep.” Men.

  “Two more weeks possibly?” I say in an unsure voice. He takes a second to ponder that information rubbing his bearded chin with his hand.

  “Alright.” Then he is out the door. Why does he keep doing that to me? It is driving me insane. Annoying beautifully scarred man.

  Then

  After what happened with Vaughn and then Avil’s punishment, he has been over attentive. So when he asked me to pack up my things I didn’t hesitate and moved right in with him. It has been almost two months and we are settled into a routine. Shortly after I moved in he talked me into quitting my job at the hospital and taking some online courses so I can travel more with him. He has taken me on a couple business trips with him and we are now talking about taking a vacation somewhere sandy and sunny. Tonight we are going to dinner at the steakhouse he took me to on our first date and I'm getting ready, putting on the blue strapless dress he had surprised me with earlier today via messenger. Dark blue with a sparkle top half with a flowing bottom from the waist down. I was surprised to see a petite blond woman at my door when I answered, smiling holding a garment bag over her arm with a small gift bag and a box in her hands. I look at myself in the mirror noticing that it is a little snug and my breasts fill it out quite well, better than they usually would anyway. I slip into my shoes when I hear Avil call out for me, presumably walking through the front door. Smiling I start to head downstairs to meet him but he beats me to it. He is halfway up the stairs when he sees me at the top smiling from ear to ear. He must like what he sees because he doesn't take one more step and just stares at me. I decide to be bold and start walking down to him stopping one step above him making our height almost even. Even with my heels on.

  “You look beautiful. Have on everything I sent?” he asks. I nod, causing him to groan. He reaches out and runs his hands up my sides sending tingles all over my body. The material is silk and flows over my skin causing the sensation of him touching me to be even more intense. He gets to the back of the dress and starts unzipping it.

  “I thought we were going to dinner.” I try and say sounding all to breathy. He just brings his lips to mine and kisses me hard all the while pulling my zipper down and then my dress is pooling on the floor. He pulls back slightly, breaking the connection of our lips.

  “Marry me baby girl. Be my wife.” He says then meets my eyes. I'm so stunned that I don't think he really just asked me until he pulls a small black box from his suit pocket, taking a ring from it and slipping it on my finger. He steps down one step probably to get a good look at me. I have on the other part of what he sent me with the dress. A white corset and matching garter belt, no panties. “Will you marry me?” he asks again. I barely get the 'yes' out before he is on me shoving me down onto the stairs and unzipping his pants to take me hard and fast on the stairway of our home.

  Three days later I am lying in bed still sick as hell from a stomach bug, I can't keep anything down. Getting up once again to empty my stomach I almost trip on the towel I left on the floor last time I was in here. When I am done I go to brush my teeth for the third time today when I see that is is really looking a little warn. I remember grabbing a twin pack last time I was at the store so I go in search of it. Finding it next to my unopened box of tampons in the drawer on my side of the vanity. My tampons, I think for a second and then realize I am the stupidest girl in the world because my stomach bug isn't a bug, it's a baby. Shit can I be pregnant? After that first night we were together I went and got the morning after pill and then went to the clinic to get on the pill. So there is no way, it's just a bug and my period is just what? Three months late? Oh, I am such a dumb ass. This realization causes me to need to throw up again and before I know it my head is in the toilet.

  The next day I tell Avil that I need girl time and head over to Dawn’s. She already has a test waiting for me because I sent her a text this morning telling her my predicament. Peeing has never been so hard as I sit there with a stick between my legs waiting for my fate. Minutes later it's confirmed I'm pregnant and devastated. I can't have a baby already, I have school and a job. No, you don’t, I think to myself, he made you quit.

  “I can't believe this girl. You okay?” Dawn asks me pulling me away from chastising myself.

  “Yes I will be fine I'm just shocked is all. Avil is going to be over the moon I'm sure. He already told me a while back he wanted kids. I just, you know, wanted to be married, finished with school. Don't make plans right?” isn't that the truth.

  “See its all good then I'm sure you two will be great parents.” I still haven't told her about the night that Vaughn assaulted me, I think I tried to put it out of my mind. Believing that if I forgot about it that it didn't really happen. But my ‘punishment’ still hangs there in the back of my brain. I consider telling her that moment but decide against it.

  “Well I had better get back he said that I could take the whole day but I feel like I need to tell him now.” She agrees with me and I'm out the door, off the tell my fiancee that we will be having a baby sooner rather than later.

  Walking through the door an eerie feeling hits me like I should turn around and go back to Dawn’s. I hear grunting and slapping down the hall, toward Avil’s office, he told me to stay out of it. Said that he didn't want me to be tainted with any of his business dealings, but today curiosity gets the best of me and I walk quietly to the door which is open a small crack. What I see horrifies me. A woman is cuffed with her hands spread apart on one side of a tall bench like thing and her legs on the other. A man is behind her pounding relentlessly into her while she makes muffled cries and I see it is because she has a ball gag in her mouth. The man finally quits pulls out and comes all over the woman’s back. “Next.” A voice says. This has another man coming up to the woman, this one I recognize, Vaughn, he walks up to the front of her and takes off the gag. She doesn't get to make a noise before he shoves his cock into her mouth and starts fucking her mouth. She is making the most horrible noise and that is when I hear a laugh that sounds so familiar, it sends a cold chill throughout my body, ending at the tips of my fingers. I look around through the small crack and freeze when I see my husband to be, standing there laughing at the sight of Vaughn face fucking the poor woman. Before I know it Avil is walking over behind her pulling, out his cock spitting on his hand and shoving inside her ass. This makes her scream around Vaughn's dick and they both laugh.

  “Your husband will think twice before fucking with me again won't he baby girl.” The use of the name he gave me has my stomach almost lurch. Avil grunts out squeezing her ass cheeks in his hands slamming as hard as he can into her. I hear a small strangled cry and notice a man tied to a chair in the corner. He must be the husband because he looks like his heart is being ripped out right in front of him. I hear Avil grunt out his release then he is stepping away putting himself back to rights.

  “Damn good ass she has there If I didn't have such tight pussy to go home to I would want to keep this one for a while.” He says and slaps her on the ass. At some point, Vaughn must have finished because he is now releasing her from her restraints letting her drop to the ground with a sickening thud. I think she passed out from lack of oxygen, and if she didn't twitch a little I would think she was dead.

  “You can go now.” He says to the husband as a different guy unties him. “Just remember this because next time it will be your daughter,” Avil tells the couple. I pull myself out of whatever frozen state I was in and go as fast and quietly as I can to the door. Driving off as fast as I can back to Dawn’s where I should never
have left in the first place. Never.

  I'm shaking so bad when I walk through the front door, I really don't even know how I got here. I tell Dawn everything even what happened to me those two months ago. She insists I call the cops but I won't, there is no way. I am too damn scared of the man and really who's to say he doesn't have any on his payroll? I finally calm down and we go to sleep only to waken up hours later by pounding on the door.

  “Open the door, Ellie,” Avil yells from the other side.

  “Please just leave, we can talk in the morning.” Not really, my plan is to leave town in the morning, to get as far away from this man as I can. Seconds later the door is being flung open with a kick and in walks Vaughn and Avil.

  “Let's go, Ellie, don't make me ask again. You don't want the consequences, neither does you friend.” He glances over at Dawn who is standing at her door. Thinking of the awful thing I witnessed just hours ago I decide going with him would be better than subjecting my best friend to such treatment.

  “No Elle you don't need to go with him.” She tells Avil walking forward to stand between us. He lets out the most sinister evil laugh then slams the back of his hand across her face causing her head to snap to the side and she falls to the ground. I get down trying to help her up but he grabs my arm and without any effort, he hauls me up to my feet and pushes me toward Vaughn who is all too happy to grab me. Making sure to hold me close enough to feel the erection he has. I'm trying to pull away but he turns me to face Avil. Who is on his phone looking for something then holding it in front of my face so I can read what it says.

  “What were the results Ellie?” he asks. In front of me is the text I sent Dawn today telling her to grab me a pregnancy test. “Are you carrying my baby?” he asks. I decide to lie and shake my head no. He lets out an exasperated sigh and tisks me, then he backhands me much like he just did Dawn. “Now try that again, because I know you must be. Those pills you are taking aren't real.” I snap my head up to took at him. “Told you I wanted kids. Shouldn't have denied me that baby girl.” Hearing him say those words make my stomach rolls and I empty what little contents I had onto the floor. “I will take that as a yes then.” He looks over to Vaughn. “Take her to the car.” He is right behind us kicking aside Dawn’s broken front door. He stops for a moment taking out his wallet. Grabbing a couple bills from it, he throws them onto the ground.

  “Get the door taken care of and forget you had a friend named Ellie, she is mine now,” Avil says in that demanding tone of his.

  “Shouldn't have tried to leave sweetheart, just made things harder on yourself,” Vaughn whispers in my ear.

  Getting back to the house he takes me to one of the many spare rooms we have. I walk in and immediately slink back when I see what is sitting on the bed. There is a chain attached to a cuff along with a blue silk nightie.

  “Your living quarter's madam,” Avil says in a fake accent apparently he is in a playful mood.

  “I can't stay in our room?” he lets out a laugh.

  “No baby girl you can not. I was going to let you keep your friend give you someone to talk to but you had to go and fuck it up. Now you get nothing. Be a good girl and get dressed.” He gestures toward the blue garment on the bed. I do as he says slowly getting undressed and walking over to the bed and putting on the silk. “Good now get on the bed, all fours, it has been a long day and I need release.” I back away from him remembering what I saw him do earlier today.

  “I saw what you did to that woman.” I dare to look him in his face. “No.” He transforms into the devil right before my eyes. Lunging forward he grabs me by the throat and slams me down onto the bed pushing between my legs. “Did a little snooping today did we?” he sneers, spittles land on my face. “You do not get to say no to me.” Buckle. “I do what I want.” Zipper. “You have no more say.” Thrust. “You life.” Thrust. “IS MINE!” harder and harder he pounds into me squeezing tighter around my neck until I finally pass out. When I wake I'm still laying on the bed but in a different position. Avil is standing over me and I feel something cold and metal being clamped around my ankle. The cuff. It hangs heavy with the chain attached to it pulling my ankle slightly toward the side of the bed the chain hangs off of.

  “Behave yourself baby girl, I will see you tomorrow,” Avil says then bends down to kiss me. When I don't respond he wraps his hand around my neck again only squeezing slightly. “Best not to fight me anymore, you lose this baby I will just have to put another one back in.” I shudder. “I was thinking three would be a good number. Two boys and a baby girl, just like her mother.” He is smiling now but thankfully not tightening his grip. “What do you think?” he asks now stroking my neck with his thumb.

  “Sounds wonderful.” I try and say without gritting my teeth. He lets go and chuckles walking to the door.

  “Be good and maybe I will let you come back to our bed. Goodnight baby girl.” He turns off the light and shuts the door locking it behind him. I turn my head and stare out of the window at the dark, thinking that it very much resembles what my life will be like from now on. Dark.

  Now

  “Oh don't scowl at me like that Baby Girl, when I know you will behave yourself you may be released.”

  “What do you mean by released?” My ankle is still cuffed to a chain that’s bolted to the middle of the room with enough slack to get me to the bathroom and back to the bed. It doesn't reach the door that Avil has just come through. I’ve been chained up in one of the spare rooms in the house I once called home for almost a month now and haven't seen or heard from Dawn since the day he took me from her home and chained me up in this room.

  “I mean you will be able to walk around freely, around the house that is. Can't have you running off again, that was quite rude of you Ellie.” He says as he shuts the door and prowls toward me he seems to be in a mood. I hate these nights, he gets too rough. My hair stands on end because I know what comes next.

  “You ready for me tonight Baby Girl? I’ve been thinking of you, It's been a long day, to much shit to deal with. Be a good girl and I will try to take it easy on you.” How thoughtful of him.

  “Please don’t hurt the baby. I know you are mad but you wouldn't hurt it would you?” When he reaches me he seems so tender, caressing my cheek like he used to do. Smack! His once tender hand slams across my face causing me to fall back onto the bed.

  “Don't be a stupid bitch. I wouldn't hurt my child you know that. I will just have to take it out on someone else when you fuck up how is that? Maybe I can grab your friend Dawn? You can have a little reunion while I fuck the hell out of the little slut. You can watch how about that?”

  “No, Please I will behave don't hurt her, please. I will be good. Please, Avil.” I sob out.

  “Good to hear. Now take off your gown, I still have things to do tonight.” I give him a slight nod and do as he says and stand at the side of the bed.

  “You still aren't showing too much yet.” He says with his hand on my stomach. I do my best not to recoil at his touch, the touch I once loved and longed for. Now every day it makes me die a little more inside.

  “Turn around.” Doing as he says he pushes me forward so my hands are on the bed and my backside is to him. He wastes no time pushing inside me. This is what he has been doing almost every night since he brought me back here. The once tender man has now gone replaced by this evil monster who fucks me before bedtime.

  “Fuck this damn pussy of yours just doesn't want to work, does it? Get wet for me god damn it.” He thrusts a few more times then stops pulling out. “Fuck this.” He mutters. Then I hear him spit, on his had presumably, then he kicks my legs further apart. He then grabs me ass cheeks pulling them apart spitting once again, there. Oh god, he hasn't done this since that night months ago I can't… “Please, Avil don’t.” I try and plead with him but it's no use he holds me tight in his grip when I try and pull away.

  “Don't fucking move bitch.” He growls at me then he starts his assault chipping more of wh
o I once was away. Burning pain rips through me and I silently cry. He grabs the back of my hair pulling my back flush against his chest and starts to mutter awful things in my ear I tune out because I just can't take anymore. I close my eyes and try to escape. Escape to a place where I’m not pregnant. Escape to a place I’m not being held captive in my own home. Escape to a place where I’m not being violated by a man I once loved. Escape to a place where I’m safe.

  I shoot straight up in bed. The dream waking me from sleep yet again. Sweat coats my body and I'm breathing hard. Fucking hell. I rip my shirt off leaving me in just my sports bra and shorts. That's when the door flies open spilling light from the hall into my dark room and in storms Vin. Vin.

  “You okay? Jesus what the hell is going on in here I heard screaming.” His breathing is heavy.

  “S..s..sorry.” Shuddering I try to gather my wits and get my breathing under control. “Just a bad dream is all. Haven't had one in a while. Sorry.” I finally get out.

  “Shit.” He runs his hands down his face then through his hair pulling the wayward strands away. His shirt is wet right down the middle like he has been exerting himself. “It's fine. You just…” He drifts off then I notice his eyes are on my chest. My breasts are larger than normal and my nipples always seem to be erect. Only now they seem to be straining even more with his gaze locked on them. Then his gaze moves down to my protruding belly. On instinct, my hands land protectively on my bump.

  “Just what?” I ask. He rubs his scruffy chin and shakes his head. Breaking his trance.

  “Nothing. Just try and keep it down, my room is right next door.” Then he turns and walks out the door. That is really getting annoying.