Praised to be a mom- A Marina Story

Chapter 4

Sofia's POV:

He takes me into the closet and closes the door behind him. With full force he turns me around and grabs my neck, I immediately gasp for air but I don't get as much as I need. I feel dizzy, I'm trying so hard not to pass out, it's only going to get worse.

"What did you say and don't you dare lie to me."

"Nothing I swear. I didn't say anything. "

"Lie" he reaches out and his hand lands on my cheek I wince, a mistake I actually didn't want to commit anymore. I see him smiling at me

"Oh baby you don't need to be afraid of me." He keeps pushing me against the wall. He opens my pants with one hand, I try to hold myself back but I don't stand a chance against him. He sticks a finger inside me, moans at the contact, I feel sick and dizzy at the same time. With all my strength I try to scream before I notice that everything around me is going black.

Carina's POV:

After my panic attack this morning I'm getting ready for work, several surgeries are scheduled for today. My joy is limited, operations are never something nice, but these help the expectant mothers to be able to give birth to healthy babies. Still, after what happened yesterday, I don't think I have anything to look forward to. After a while I get up anyway, these moms need me. So I get up and make us something for breakfast before I grab my coffee and drive to work. Once there I go to my office, I still have some time before the surgeries begin. On the way there I hear a clatter in a storage room, probably two more interns who can't wait to get home, I think to myself, but when I walk completely past the room, I hear a faint scream. It doesn't sound like a moan, but we all know that with the right technique, we can make our partner scream, but we just have to be quieter in the hospital. But before I've completely passed it, I hear another clatter, this time much louder, the door opens in front of me and the man who picked Sofia up yesterday comes out of the room. He looks at me, grins and walks away. I have a bad feeling about this so I decide to go in and there I see her, poor thing. She is unconscious, I immediately call for help and run to her. Hopefully she still has a pulse, her throat is all red and I can see a handprint.

AN:

Guys I'm so sorry about not posting. I started this story a while ago with a good idea but when I actually writing this I don't like the way I write it and it don't like the outcome, so I stopped writing. The thing is I'm like writing when my ADHD kicks in and I have like a thousand ideas but nothing feels right.

Its a very short chapter and I'm very sorry. Maybe someone here will want to help me a bit. As I said, I have ideas, but they go faster than they come and then I don't like the ideas. So I'm always open to ideas or to someone who says he wants to help me with it.