His Brother's Obsession

Chapter 24: The Morning After

I didn't mean to push Justin in the corner the whole story so imma give him the spotlight even though he don't deserve it! 😂
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Justin's POV

I slept on the couch. I don't know why but I just can't push myself to be next to her. Maybe I don't deserve her because I wasn't with her for so long! Come to think of it I'm the reason why this happened. If I had just declined the extra money to be present during the construction and all that extra shit. This wouldn't be a thing. It wouldn't have even come down to this...my fiancée being kidnapped and beat and raped by my brother, and now she's pregnant. I can't believe this actually happened. James has really went off the deep end. He's actually insane!

I get up and stretch my body as much as possible. I had to sleep crunched up like a pretzel on that small couch. I shouldn't have slept on the thing...I should have been with my woman. My soon to be wife! Will she want to get married to me after all this has happened to her? I take the blanket, fold it & put it up in the foyer closet where it originally was. Walking over to the stairs I listen as hard as I can to see if I can hear footsteps or anything to know if Alyssa's awake or not. From the sounds of it she's sleeping soundly. Thank God. She went right to bed when we arrived. She didn't wait up for me at all, I think that's why I didn't go in there after her. I quietly tip-toe up the steps and reach for the door handle. It's locked. My heart sinks because she never locks the door because she knows I'm probably down the hall.

"Alyssa...baby you awake?" I whisper as loudly as I can before using my regular voice.  "Alyssa! Open the door baby please. I want to see you." My heart starts to drop and all types of things are running through my head. Please be alive!!! Without hesitation I start trying to bust the door down so I can make sure she's okay. "ALYSSA!! Open the door Love!!" I'm ramming my shoulder into the door now and making an effort in knocking the door off the hinges. The fifth or sixth jolt and the door cracked nearly in half. I reach on the other side to manually unlock the door and open it from the inside. "Alyssa are you okay in here I was trying to ma-" I look in the corner of the room and I stop in complete shock.

"Don't come near me! Don't touch me James! You got what you wanted okay? Please don't kill me!" Alyssa is crouched in the corner with her pocket knife aimed right at me. She's afraid of me because she thinks I'm him! I start to walk toward her.

"Don't take another step!" She puts the knife to her wrist softly opening the delicate skin. She's breathing sporadically. I can't make any sudden moves or she's going to freak. Tears streaming down and dropping onto the night gown she wore the morning I asked her to marry me. I put my hands up palms facing in her direction.

"Lys....honey I'm not gonna hurt you. Please drop the knife. I will never hurt you, do you understand? Please snap out of it." I take another step and she presses the blade deeper into her skin blood dripping now to her forearm. "Alyssa listen to me. Everything is ok. You're home now with me, Justin."

Her eyes softened a bit as they met mine. "JUSTIN!" She immediately dropped the knife and hid her face in embarrassment. She still in attack mode but I wonder why she was hurting herself instead of trying to slash me up. "Oh God! I'm so sorry-I didn't mean to-I didn't know-I thought you were..."

I rush to her side and scoot the blade away and embrace her. It's only the second time I've done that since I got her back. Caressing her back I feel her relax in my arms. But she keeps getting more and more limp. I pull away from the hug so I can see her face. It's blank! Grabbing the bloody arm I checked to see how deep the cut was. It was so deep that blood was still coming out even after she stopped applying pressure with the knife. I immediately grab the phone on the nightstand and dial 9-1-1. I tell them exactly who I am and that this needs to be taken seriously. I tell them she's the woman who was just rescued from the kidnapper in the woods. She already has PTSD but she is definitely going to need a therapist if not that then counseling.

They arrived in about 10 minutes but I felt like it was too late. I couldn't hold back the tears and fear that was inside. I lost her once already and I wasn't even here to know it. But it's much more difficult now that I'm here and I can see with my eyes I'm losing the love of my life. I think maybe if I'd never said anything to her at the wedding then we wouldn't be in this situation. James would have taken that L and left her alone. At least I would hope so. At this point I can't quite say he'd done the same thing if she wasn't mine. He's a naturally evil man and deserves to die for what he did. Unfortunately it's not up to me to decide.

The ride to the hospital was nerve racking. I couldn't feel my body. I couldn't hear anything...I had tunnel vision all the way there. Don't remember anything that happened around me. By the time we made it to the hospital there was media coverage everywhere. I don't know how they know or how they're even allowed to film or take pictures. It's an invasion of privacy as far as I'm concerned. But mainly for Alyssa. I'm not the victim here, she is, and if she finds out most of everything from her case was being documented she'd lose her mind.

After she's admitted they take her to surgery for several stitches, a blood transfusion and monitoring of the baby. I don't care what the bill looks like as long as Alyssa is alive.

"Um excuse me? Mr. Hull? You're wife Alyssa Hull, she's out of surgery and was asking for you." I followed the nurse to Alyssa's room. It took me a minute to process it all but the lady said 'your wife.' That has a nice ring to it. Speaking of rings, while I was in Europe I got her a wedding ring for the ceremony. Its a antique European style engagement ring with beautiful embellishments across the band. I knew I had to get it. Now I don't know if we will ever get that chance. She's been through so much I couldn't possibly burden her with wedding planning.

"Ahh, there you are. I was looking all over for you." Alyssa says with her eyes halfway closer. She's still under the affects of the anesthesia. She just needs to rest and she'll feel better. "I'm sorry for hurting myself. I was scared you were gonna hurt me."

"Why would I ever hurt you Alyssa? I love you. So so much and I know I have to do better by you from now on. I don't have any excuses for not being able to be here with you."

"It's ok. I know you're only looking out for me."

"No. I was being selfish."

"Huh? What did you say?" I can tell she needs rest.

"Alyssa lay down and rest babe. You need it. I will be here watching over you and protecting you while you sleep." She was asleep a few minutes later. We stayed the night at the hospital so they could monitor her and the baby's vitals. Everything looked good and normal. They sent me home with some calming medicine for Alyssa. They told me that it's imperative I give them to her when she starts acting out of the ordinary. If she keeps freaking out like she did yesterday that could cause so much stress she could possibly lose the baby. Come to think of it I haven't talked to her about anything since she's been home. Probably for the better so she doesn't have to think about it so much.

She was completely silent the whole way home. I couldn't help but keep looking at her and checking to see if she was ok. I feel like an overprotective father and I can't imagine letting her out of my sight anymore.