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3 months later
My eyes fluttered open and I look around in the darkness to find myself in a cell. This cell is really cold. "She's been here for three months and he wants to send her back. She's pregnant and useless. " The guards gossiped outside my cell.
I looked down at my stomach, seeing a baby bump. He got me pregnant. That bastard got me pregnant. I slap my hand over my mouth to stop the sobs from coming out.
"And they say women are the worst gossipers" I scoffed. The cell creaks open and the guard roughly grabs my arm, dragging me to my feet and pulling me out of the cell.
He leads me up some steep stairs and through the house and shoves me into a car. "Drive," he says harshly. The driver complies, driving madly. "So you're pregnant," the man beside me casually says. Well, he's great at conversation. I give him a side glance completely ignoring his statement.
"Are you okay?" He asked. "Oh, sure. I seem to have been kidnapped for three months, I'm pregnant, I'm emotional, and my mate hasn't showed up or even bothered to look for me. I'm just peachy, thanks for your concern." I say sarcastically.
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The car rolls to a stop and I get out smoothing down my hair. Walking up to the house I step inside carefully to find the place destroyed. I walk up the stairs slowly, my brows furrowing at the sound of faint moaning.
Pushing the door to our bedroom open, I find Zane drilling a chick into our bed.
Wow, how romantic.
I turned to exit the room when I hear him say, "It's not what it looks like."
"Oh, its not what it looks like" I whispered to myself.
"Then what is it, Zane? I'd like to know because it seems like you're here boning a chick in our bed." I said calmly. "I had to get my mind off the fact that you were gone and I couldn't find you," he said.
"Oh so you think that's a reasonable excuse, don't you? Oh sure don't you think it hurts that you didn't care one bit to actually look for me. I've been in that hell for three months. Three months Zane. And you didn't think to come looking for me. To top it off I'm pregnant. I don't even know how to be a mom." I whispered the last part to myself.
"You're pregnant?" He asked.
"Of course, I'm pregnant you asshole. You didn't think to use protection when you were assaulting me now did you?!" I yelled.
He stepped closer to me but I pushed him towards the girl in our bed. I walked out of the room locking the door. "You can stay with her," I said walking away.
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She walked out leaving me with Amanda. "You told me your mate died," Amanda said. "I lied," I said casually. "A man has his needs."
She looked at me disgusted before she gathered her clothes walking out of my room. I sighed running my hands through my hair. I put on a pair of basketball shorts and walked out of the room.
