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Forty Eight

Demi

I grumbled as I woke, my hand flying to caress my stomach. I found instant comfort in the movements of my baby. I forced my eyes to open, surprised to find that I was now in a bedroom and I was lying on a bed. I went to move my left hand but something wrapped around my wrist prevented the movement. I sighed, relaxing back against the bed, continuing to caress my belly. I need to remain calm for my unborn baby.

I jumped as the door was forced open and in stepped Elliot. He had a tray in hand and a wide smile spread across his face.

"You're awake" I shuffled myself as far up the bed as I could go with the restraint on my wrist. "I've brought you breakfast" he took a seat on the bed and settled the tray on his lap. Bile rose in my throat as he ran his fingertip along my cheek and stroked a strand of hair behind my ear. He stabbed the fork into a square of pancake and lifted it up for me to eat. "You either eat this or you go hungry" there was a harshness to his voice. His eyes burnt into mine and the usual blue turned dark. "Think about our baby, Dem" our baby? Is this guy off his head? I opened my mouth to take the pancake. I took my time to chew.

"Can-Can you please take this off my wrist?"

"But I can't risk you trying to escape."

"I'm 8 months pregnant, Elliot. I can't exactly..." I gasped as his hand connected with my cheek. Tears burnt at the back of my eyes at the stinging it left behind. I jumped as his fingers delicately caressed my cheek he had just slapped.

"I'm trying to make our lives better for us, Demi. I want us to be able to have a future, away from your loser boyfriend" I wanted to argue but I decided to keep my mouth shut. "We can live happily; with our gorgeous little baby" this guy is seriously off his meds or something. He continued to feed me the pancakes until they were all gone. He discarded of the tray and then leant to caress my belly. "We need to start thinking of names. They'll be here soon" I grabbed his hand with my right that wasn't tied to the bed and yanked it off my belly.

"Get off" he lightly laughed, his lips twitching into a sadistic smirk. "I need the restroom."

"You think I'm going to..."

"Please?" I gave him my best puppy eyes. His smirk dropped and he leant over to unfasten my wrist from the bed. He gripped tightly onto my arm and led me into the bathroom. "Can I not go in private, please? I can't exactly jump out of a window" his jaw clenched, his hands tightening into fists before he turned and left the bathroom. I quickly did my business, my hands caressing my belly. He clamped his hand back around my wrist as soon as I'd washed my hands and he brought me back to the bed. He was sure to fasten my wrist back to the bed. "Is the handcuff really necessary?" he didn't reply, he just left the room, locking the door behind him. I dropped back against the pillows of the bed and caressed my belly with my free hand. "I don't think I've ever told you about how I met your daddy."

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Speaking to my unborn baby helped the day move along a little faster and soon Elliot came back into the room with more food. I wouldn't eat it but it isn't just me I need to think about, it's my baby. I'm currently living for my child.

"Where even are we?" I questioned Elliot as he stabbed a slice of chicken with the fork. "It isn't like I'm going to tell anyone, Elliot. My unborn foetus doesn't yet have a phone" I sighed as he just remained silent. "We're going to have a great life together if you never talk" his eyes darted up to meet mine.

"You think we could have a life together?"

"Sure" I really hope he believes this. His eyes narrowed in on me for a moment before he spoke.

"Have you ever been to Canada?" I shook my head in reply as I chewed on a slice of chicken. "I think we could live our life out in Canada. We can find somewhere secluded, somewhere we won't ever be disturbed" the thought of this made me nauseous. I really hope Odell finds me before it's too late.

"How do you plan on getting us to Canada?"

"I have your passport" my eyebrows furrowed.

"How?"

"Demi, I've been planning this for months" the smirk that spread across his face was insanely unsettling. "You're so naïve to think that I haven't been planning this. I've been in your house so many times while you've been asleep" what? "I had to stop when your stupid boyfriend came home though. You're just so beautiful. I couldn't resist wanting you all to myself" my heart pounded against my chest but I tried to keep myself calm for the sake of my unborn baby. "We're going to live happily ever after, Demi. You, me and this baby" I really hope Odell gets here. I glanced down at my bump as I felt tears beginning to burn at the backs of my eyes. I rapidly blinked to hold them back but one managed to escape and rolled its way down my cheek. "Why are you crying? You do want this Demi, don't you?" his tone dropped dramatically and a fear ran through me. His fingers slipped off my cheek and moved to wrap loosely around my neck. "If I don't get to keep you, nobody does. Now, are you going to be a good little girl and are we going to spend the rest of our life together?" his fingers tightened lightly on my neck, beginning to cut off my air supply.

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