Kidnapped by Him

Chapter 9

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Belle's POV

He looked deep into my eyes. The needle almost piercing my skin. I begged with my eyes that he wouldn't stick that needle in me. He sighed before he dropped the needle. I sighed in relief. " We need to get to the hospital. My family is injured. Please brad. I promise I won't try to escape and we will come back here. Nothing has to change but please just let me see them. They are dying right now." I said looking feel into his eyes. He sighed and nodded. We headed off and I couldn't help the eagerness I felt.

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The drive felt excruciatingly long. It was silent. I couldn't look at him all I could think of was my family. He didn't try to talk to me at all. I was grateful as my mind was already too occupied with the panic and heart break I'm feeling. The hospital finally comes into my vision and I want to scream in anticipation. He parks and I rush out with Brad trailing behind me. I sprint into the hospital and to a front desk.
"Where are Anita and Martin Hernandezs' rooms?" I asked quickly.
"Room 120 sweetheart, but be quick they are going into surgery in ten minuets." She replied. I nod thanking her and rush down the halls in search of the room.

I find the room and halt in front of it. My hand trembling as I reach out to take the knob. Opening the door I walk in closing the door behind me. There in two hospital beds were my parents along with a bed holding my sister beside them. Tears rush to my eyes but I hold them back. I have to be strong for them. I kneel beside my father first holding his hand tightly. The familiar calluses on his hands from a hard day of work.
" I love you dad. I always have and just remember that," his eyes are closed but I pretend he's awake," I will always be daddy's girl." I move to my mother gently grabbing her hand. I take in her appearance. Her beautiful face covered in cuts and tainted with bruises." Mom, please come back to me. Fight it mom and live. You can do it mom; I need you so much." I hold in my tears and keep my voice steady." I'll always love you mom."
I walk a couple steps to my sister's bed. My legs feel like jello but I will stay strong for them. I only wish I could give them my strength. I take her hand in both of mine. I kiss her fingertips." Be strong Anabella," is all I can choke out. I close my eyes as a stray tears slides painfully slow down my cheek dropping onto her hand enclosed into mine. I put my head into our hands and heart breaking shakes wrack through my body. I don't even know what to say, but want to say more. I feel like I owe them that. "I'm sorry," I whisper as a doctor walks in.
"Miss they are now going into surgery if you could please exit the room." He says. I shake my head 'no' and refuse to let go of Anabella's hand. Brad walks in and I still don't let go.
"NO!" I scream as Brad grabs me. I hold onto her hand for dear life but it slips from that tear still on her hand. I struggle as I'm dragged out of the room. I grab onto the door way looking at them all one last time before I'm ripped from the door way. He turns me in his arms to embrace me and I take it. I grab his shirt squeezing it as the sobs keep coming. I can't believe this is happening to me." Shhh it's ok we won't leave until we know they are ok, alright?" I nod into his chest and we walk to the waiting room. I sit and feel drowsy. Leaning my head onto his shoulder I drift to sleep.

I feel someone nudging me and I open my eyes. It looks to still be dark outside so I must not have sleep that long. I look up at brad who wears a solemn face and then look at the doctor before is. I bolt to my feet," Where are they?" He holds his hands up in surrender," I'm sorry to inform you of this ma'am but only one made it through the surgery." My heart dropped and I could feel my breathing growing faster. Every thump of my heart, painful." Who?" I choke out. " It was the girl. She made it and is resting at the moment. She should be out of here in a week or two tops." I drop to the ground and try to find my breathing. I feel like I'm running out of air. I feel light headed. It's like I can't see anything." Help!" I hear someone call out. I feel someone pick me up, but I don't care. I can't do this anymore.

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Brad's POV

I followed slowly behind her as she went to their hospital room. I stayed silently outside the door listening to her talk little words to then. My heart broke for her. I felt the same pain she felt. To see such a happy smiley person like her like this and how she was when I had taken her makes me feel like such a horrible person. I'm a selfish bastard is what I am. I get what I want and I wanted her.

Soon the doctor went into the room and I knew she wouldn't want to leave that room. I heard her scream something so I went in.I grabbed her feeling the pull on my heart with every struggle she made as I dragged her from the room. I had to yank her from the door way. I hugged her tightly as she sobbed into the chest. I felt the shake of her bones in her back as she cried. " Shhh it's ok we won't leave until we know they are ok, alright?" I asked. She nods and we head off to the waiting room. She falls asleep on my shoulder and I badly want to drag her onto my lap. To hold her tight like before. I want to comfort her. I just sit there listening to her shallow breathing as she sleeps. Couple hours later the doctor comes over to us.
" It isn't good news. The parents didn't make it but the young girl lives." He said. My heart feels like it is being squeezed and I can't say anything. I can only gently shake Belle's shoulder to wake her. She looks to me and then notices the doctor. He tells her and she doesn't take the news very well yet who could blame her. She dropped to the ground and I realized things were slowly going downhill. She clawed at her chest as if she was grabbing for air and my heart sly rocketed." HELP!" I shouted as I went to grab her. I pick her up and the doctor rushes me to a room. She feels so tiny and light. Her skin sweaty, pale, and clammy. Her eyes are closed and even at a moment like this she doesn't fail to take my breathe away because of her beauty. Nurses pile in and they push me out the door. I would have out up a fight but I couldn't speak and it's easier for them to save her if I'm not in the way.

I pace outside her door until I drop down along the wall. I cry for her and what she's lost. The pain I feel because I might lose her. I love her and I've known it for a while. That girl in that room is a fighter. Words can't even compare to her. She's my everything. I cry because I've lost so many people anymore. I cry because I can't lose another person so close to me... I can't do that anymore.

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