Runaway Husband

7: The Suitcase

Lmao an update on what I said the previous chapter. Shit hit the wall. Shit hit the wall and the abuser is in jail temporarily.

Cops said he would be in jail for 3 days but they let him out early. He isn't allowed to come here but guess what he did 🙃🙃🙃

We will find out soon if charges will be filed, it's so ass backwards here

I've been laying against the wall for I don't know how many hours. I've been dozing on and off, listening for any sort of noise and movement outside of this storage space. I cannot help but sob. Where do I even go from here? He wants me dead! I'm not allowed to leave this room and the claustrophobia is kicking in. He left me naked, in this dark closet with a vent over me, blowing cold air. My skin is cold and shivering heavily. Oh god, Mia will know I'm missing. I hope. She was supposed to go with me to see the crisis counselor and help me into a path. What if that was the last time I ever saw her? Oh god, no, it can't be. I love her so much! I want her to be an aunt! Oh my god what if Ezra never lets me see my baby? Fuck fuck fuck. I need out. I need out now.

Once my panic attack starts again I stand up, my body aching entirely from the quick movement. I am in so much fucking pain it's unreal. What did he do to me?! Nausea is engulfing my entire being and I find myself wretching, my hand covering my mouth. Fuck fuck fuck...

The door flies open and I scream, falling back at the huge shadow of a man in front of me. Ezra grabs my throat and shoves me against the wall. Fuck that hurt! I whimper at the pressure of his body against mine and I try to kick him off to no avail.

"I'm leaving for a few days baby boy," his thumb rubs over my jaw and I gulp. A smirk falls across his face and his eyes glare at my lips. "So I'll have someone here watching you."

The light is hurting my eyes but I notice my skin is covered in goosebumps. I need to lay down. I'm going to be sick, this pounding in my head is unreal! I try not to look at Ezra the most that I can but he is squeezing me harder. He shakes his head and shoves two tablets into my mouth, pouring water into me as well. I choke and sputter but he has my head tipped up until I swallow it.

"Open your mouth, let me see if you took them."

I squeeze my eyes shut and feel him manhandle my mouth, shivers going down my spine.

"Be a good fucking boy and when I get back I'll let you eat." He stands up and closes the door. I hear the lock go in and I pull my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I don't know who will be coming but I'm sure it's one of his closer friends. I hold myself tighter and place my head down, crying until I eventually fall asleep.

I don't know how long it's been but I've managed to keep falling asleep. I'll watch the light underneath the door and sometimes I'll see a shadow pass but it never stops for me. My head is aching so bad I want to spew but I refuse to stay in a room that smells like vomit. I am so fucking cold that I'm starting to feel numb. The shadow passes again and sure enough, it doesn't walk to my door. I can't even hear anything on the outside but it seems like whoever it is, is pacing now. I gulp and hope he won't come in to hurt me. I just want my baby safe, even if it kills me in the end. I wish I would have left earlier and ran to Mia's. I'm so fucking stupid. I close my eyes and lean back against the wall, letting the darkness take over again.

I startle awake at some banging going on in the living room. The pacing at the doorway is almost constant and I can hear some chattering of voices but I can't make out what they are saying. Oh god if this guy is throwing a party Ezra is going to take it out on me! I hear lots of footsteps and angry voices and I gulp. Fuck okay don't come to my door, I don't want to get even more hurt. I shove myself in the corner of the walls and rub my tummy softly. These will be the only bonds I can ever create with my little jellybean since they won't know me once they are born. I just hope they know I tried my best.