(Not) Written in the Stars!

Chapter 25 (Alexia) Epic ending!

TW--THIS CHAPTER INCLUDE VIOLENCE--PHYSICAL ALTERCATIONS, GUNSHOTS, ETC. 

The first thing I notice is the scrapping sensation in my face. Something is on my face, and when I try to move my hands to take it off, I notice they are tied.

What the actual fuck is going on?

The last thing I remember is giving a quick kiss to Ty in the waiting room and walking towards the room with the MRI machine. I know I removed my clothes, leaving my underwear and getting one of those flimsy hospital gowns. After that, I can't remember anything else, just waking up here, whatever this place is.

I try to breathe and calm down to make sense of my surroundings. This is definitely not a hospital. Adjusting my vision, I realize my face is covered with a burlap sack. It's itchy and stuffy, making it hard to breathe. Honestly, I don't know if my trouble breathing has more to do with the fact that I feel on the verge of a panic attack.

No, I need to calm myself down. This is just my luck. The last couple of days have been the best; experiencing sexual intimacy for the first time in my life, and now I am tied in God knows where.

Memories of Gabriel holding me tight come to me in my desperation. He was so caring and careful with me our first time. He, little by little, brought down my defenses and helped me enjoy every minute without triggering my trauma.

The fact that he kept saying loving and reassuring words, making it clear that we wouldn't do anything I was not ready for, actually helped bury the last of my inhibitions. It was a mind-blowing, spiritual experience. I liked it and planned to do much more with him after my doctor's appointment, but now, I don't know where I am and why I am here.

The more I try to see through the little holes in the burlap sack, the less I can make sense of it. 

Using my other senses, I try to put the picture together. It seems to be some sort of basement. It's somewhat cold, and the air feels humid and stuffed, like a place closed for many years. It even smells old and dusty. There is not much light either, so I can't tell around what time it is or anything. Given that my hands are tied and my face covered, it is evident that this was planned. I can only think of one explanation.

Just the thought of my father being nearby sends a chilling sensation down my spine. It has to be him, but how did he get to me? My heart is galloping with dread, and I know I need to calm down if I want to survive an encounter with my nightmare.

As I quickly review all the possible scenarios, I start hearing voices. This is definitely some basement or lower floor because I can now hear the voices from above. There are two people talking. One is, regretfully, my dad's, no doubt about it.

What infuriates me is that I recognize the second voice. What is the wicked witch of the West doing here and with my dad? How do these two know each other? This doesn't make any sense. Not even their dialogue helps me piece things together.

"It was a pleasure doing business with you. Now, it is time for me to head out with my lovely lady to start a new life. I wish you the best of luck in your endeavors," said Dad, sounding as deranged as ever.

"You can't leave yet. We had an agreement. I would help you get Alexia if you allowed me to use her as the bait to get Ty. I have done everything for that bastard, and he still dumped me. He deserves to suffer, and I want to see it happening."

"Yes, I agreed to use her as bait, but she doesn't have to be physically here for you to get him to come. You can send him photos or videos of where we are. But before he gets here, I am leaving with Eve. I won't risk losing my girl again. She is all mine."

I felt an urge to vomit but kept it inside because I didn't want them to come near me. Still, I had the feeling I wouldn't be able to escape having to deal with them as I heard nasty Double D poking dad.