Just Once (Book 1 in the Just Once Series)

Chapter Thirty-One

Brook’s POV:

I watched him carefully from my position on the floor. I had my legs tucked against me and my arms wrapped around my legs to try and protect my stomach as best I can.

“Did you fuck him?” Rick asks suddenly as he turns to face me, his eyes burning, “Did you fuck Morgan?” he snarls again and I swallow hard.

If I answered his question with a lie, would he know? What would he do if I said the truth?

Before I could say anything, he crouches down on his hunches and pulls a sharp, long knife in front of him.

“Rick...” I breathe softly, fear clouding my whole mind as I watch with a detached like feeling.

“I saw the fucking nursery. You’re pregnant with his brat, aren’t you?” he sneers now and I feel the terror inside of me take on another level of terror, “You’re a fucking whore!” he screams at my face now.

“Why are you doing this?” I whisper gently, hoping someone will find me soon.

“I’m doing this because you’re mine. Your mine and that thing growing inside of you is his. I’ll cut that fucking baby out of your stomach if I have to, Brook. But one way or another, that baby is already dead,” he snarled darkly.

“You’ll have to kill me first,” I spat angrily, because no one, was touching my baby.

“Don’t you fucking dare defend that thing inside you! It’s sick! Wrong. He’s yours fucking brother, you slut! That thing in your stomach is disgusting!” Rick growled angrily.

“What’s it got to do with you? It’s nothing to do with you. Jack is the one I love, the only one who my heart belongs to. I’m not yours, I’m his and you can’t stand it, can you? You are sick, in the head. Listen to yourself, threatening to cut my baby out of me, but let me tell you, you can try as much as you want, but killing me, hitting me, hurting my baby, it won’t make me stop loving Jack and it will only make my hate for you grow that much more,” I shot before I could think about what I was saying.

Grabbing my shoulder with an angry roar of rage, he yanks me to my feet, ignoring my cry of terror as he does so.

Slamming my back against the wall, I look up at him with wide eyes as everything seems to suddenly happen in slow motion.

            His eyes meet mine and they are completely empty of everything but anger. His hand pulls back slightly, the knife gleaming in light from the room and I scream.

Shoving against him effortlessly as I realise he doesn’t care if he kills me, as long as he kills my baby and separates me and Jack for good.

“Brook!” the door flies open and Larissa rushes in, her eyes going wide as she takes in the scene before her.

“Run!” I scream at her as I shove Rick. He slashes out with the knife, cutting into my arm and I cry out, falling against the wall as a burning, stinging sensation rushes up and around my arm.

“You stay the fuck away from her!” Larissa snarls angrily as she steps in front of me protectively.

“Leave, Larissa, or I’ll fucking kill you!” Rich warns darkly.

“Fuck you!” Larissa snaps angrily and I can’t even form any sort of coherent word before Rick moves forward in a fluent motion grabs Larissa’s shoulder and makes a forward motion with his shoulder.

Gasping in a strangled breathe, Larissa looks down as Rick moves away from her and Larissa’s hand comes up, covering her stomach.

Larissa looks towards me, her eyes wide with shock and I follow her gaze.