Tainted Redemption

Chapter forty

There's only so much I could handle without knowing if Zayn was alright.

I stood up from the ground and pounded my hands against the door.

"You can't keep me here forever!!" I yelled again and again, "Fūck you!" I spat, then turned around, breathing unhealthy, averting my gaze to the windows.

I quickly yank the curtains out of the way, groaning in despair when I see how high this room is.

Damn these walls...

I had to go back to Zayn... I shouldn't have left him alone at all.

My eyes turn teary, but I wouldn't cry. From all the stress, I almost forgot that I couldn't continue feeling sad because of my little bean.

"We'll get out of here, I promise." I mumbled, rubbing my tummy tenderly. "Your daddy's waiting for us too." I uttered softly.

Sighing I sit on the bed, studying the room.

It was decorated in an old fashion style, vintage things perhaps. The rich wood on the floor heightens by the light that flickers through the large windows. Cream and other brown patterned colours could be seen on the drawers, closets and on the cover, pillows on the heaven bed.

The door squeaks open from pressure and Elif is standing there, seeing my tired and sad expression.

"I-"

"Get out." I mutter, brows lowering.

Her shoulders sagged, "Emre calls for us to join dinner and-"

"I will not attend, don't bother." I replied curtly, plopping back on the bed.

She scratched her forehead when I briefly stared at her, "I didn't want for this to happen. But it's not something I have power to stop. My brother has law on his hands."

Frowning to myself, I ignored her, she sighs, "What can I do to make you join us or ease your stay?" she then offered.

"Tell me when he will plan to leave an impregnated woman alone." I bit back, she gasped.

"What?"

"Also, I am with someone else, why can't he understand that. I don't even know him for long and he's already unbearable." I continued hastily, "I'm abducted while I'm pregnant, does this look like you're being fair?" I said sternly, standing up, then take sure steps to her, "My love is dying out there... If he doesn't survive that it will be because of you two and I'll blame you if my child doesn't have a father, understood? So you tell me what would make all of this better?" I sharply put it out, her eyebrows are crinkled and her lips parted.

"I had no idea." she mumbled.

"How would you? You didn't let me tell you all, just caged me here until your lovely brother came to post a hold on me as if I was an object." I started pacing, worrying again about Zayn. Then I turn to her, "Elif, you have to help him." I state, "I will stay here if you go... Look, I'm not even saying I should go, just please. He's dying... It's been almost two days and if-f..." I couldn't continue, crying again.

The tears roll, I can't stop the hiccups and dry heaves. Everything I had bottled up was spilling through mad emotions.

No one will help me. And because of how unfortunate I am it will cost Zayn's life...that made me sob harder into my hands that are pressed to my lips.

She reassuringly rubs my arm, "Can you explain the place he is at?"

Stilling slightly in shock, I peer at her suspiciously, not wanting to believe that she's actually about to help Zayn. Soon I'm relaxing when she nodded, my arms part and I hug her.