His Brother's Obsession

Chapter 21

I sat on the floor while James took everything from the room. He made many trips back and forth from the garage to get things to fix the door. This time he used a double door security system. Installing a wire gate with an access code and a heavy wooden door after that. So even if I were able to stab him again I'd have to be able to get that second door open as well. The code box was located to the right just out of view from where I was sitting. He finished the door the same day and made sure to keep the key on him and tucked away from me.

I was silently criticizing myself the entire time. Ignoring anything he was blabbering about while repairing the door he broke down. Why didn't you run? I hadn't eaten the last few days and I was still feeling sick to my stomach. Why didn't you call Justin? I didn't want to hear it from him about why I had gotten kidnapped in the first place. Why didn't you kill him? I'm not a monster. Not like him. The conversation I was having with myself was interrupted by James yelling at me from the tub.

"Come bathe! You were too busy wasting my time trying to escape. Now your hair is muddy and dirty and needs washing too. I have no experience in washing African hair so just do what you need to and make it quick!"

"I wouldn't expect you to know. Or even try to learn." I get up from the floor and remove my underwear. That's all I was wearing when I tried to run. I'm pretty sure I'd run into another sicko if they caught me running through the forest half naked and lost. I climb into the tub and it's a lot lower than it usually is. James is still standing there glaring at me. He unbuckles is belt and removed his pants. Using mainly one hand as he tried to hold is side. He then unbuttons his shirt and drops it to the floor. There's no way he's gonna try this when he's hurt! He's so persistent!! I close my eyes as he drops his boxers and climbs in the tub behind me. Then the water is at the level it usually is when I'm bathing alone. I tense up at the slightest bit of skin contact from him. I don't move in the tub I just sit there. Feels like my heart is beating double time and I could have a heart attack at any moment. He reaches up to grab the towel and lathers a bit of soap in it. Running the towel up and down my arm to wash off the dirt, I see red in the water and for a minute I think, maybe I've started my period...it's been some time since I've seen her. But then I realize it's his blood. He drops the towel back down in the water and continues to wash my neck and my back. He wrings the towel out completely of soap and reaches down between my legs. I whimper as he holds me still. I can't believe this is happening to me right now. He's washing my body in this bloody water! I continue to shiver and tremble underneath his hand hoping it will be over soon. As he's rinsing me off I don't move I just sit there and watch the pink water run down the drain. I am utterly disgusted by it so I quickly get out and fall to the floor puking wherever I am.

"Ugh! Alyssa what's wrong with you? That's the second time you've done that! I'll get more towels. Use this one to clean that shit up! I'll be cleaning this up." He said motioning toward the hole I made by stabbing him earlier today.

I hold my stomach and I realize I have never felt like this before. I've had food poisoning and that was not great. I've had the stomach flu and I at least knew when I was going to vomit. It was never this sudden or surprising. I assume because I've never experienced anything like what I'm experiencing with James, so that explains my recent stomach upsets. But twice in the same day? And the first time I was asleep when I felt the urge. My head starts spinning and I feel a migraine coming on.

"Look the next time you're gonna puke at least let me know." James said walking up to me.

"I didn't know I was gonna puke. Again. It was unexpected for me too. I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe something serious."

James stops and gives me a concerned look and then he smirks. "I have a feeling I know what it is." He turns his back to start making the bed for me to sleep for the night. "Alyssa when was your last period?"

My eyes widened in horror. I don't know.

I didn't sleep at all last night. I just sat there in horror of the thought that this bastard may have gotten me pregnant! Like who the fuck does he think he is!!? This is proof for court. It will put him away for good when I make it out. If I make it out. And if I don't get rid of this abomination before then. The sun rose and I couldn't bare look at James. Of course he came down with food and I didn't eat it. He should know by now how I'm getting out of this. By starving. I don't care if I lose the baby in the process. Better than me actively getting rid of it. Less guilt on my part...kind of. Either way I'm purposely trying to end this pregnancy before the fetus becomes a baby, if it's the last thing I do.

Without a word he walks up to me and drops some pregnancy tests on my lap. I don't look up but tears roll down my cheeks leaving drops across my legs. I take a deep breath as he unhooks my arm and leg. I hadn't really had any water but I felt the urge to pee. I did so on all of the sticks at once and when I was done I walked back over to him and placed them in his hand. Piss on them and all. I hope they all come back negative. That son of a bitch doesn't even care when I'm angry. He finds amusement in it. After about three minutes he walks back over to me and they all read, 'not pregnant.' I felt a weight lift off my shoulders and I felt so much better.

"We try again tomorrow." I felt my face heat up. "And the next day, and the next day, and the next day. Until every test has two lines." The anger in his eyes was like nothing I'd seen before. I don't get it. Why did he want to get me pregnant knowing I could terminate the pregnancy if I wanted to?? I can't let him do this to me...I just can't.

"You should be grateful. I'm giving you something Justin could never give you."