My Two Husbands

Chapter 15

Two more months later

Four months have passed since I was taken away from my friends and family. Four damn months. That puts me at about seven months pregnant. I should be enjoying my pregnancy, not wishing I had gotten pregnant at a different time.

The only good thing is that I've gotten Peter to open up to me. He's told me a few things about what he does. It's given me a few nightmares, but I act like it doesn't bother me.

I'm so glad that Tina found a way to et this little camera. It's got every little detail that Peter and David have spilled. I'm laughing on the inside. If they only knew that I planned to expose everything they do.

I've even gone as far as letting Peter believe I want to sleep with him, just after the baby's born. He took the jig hook, bait, and sinker. He keeps talking about how he can't wait until the day that I'm finally his. What he doesn't know is that that day is never coming. I have this feeling in the bottom of my gut that Nate is close to finding me. He's so close I can almost picture him.

I'm pulled from my thoughts when Peter walks in the room. He looks upset about something.

"What's wrong?"

"One of my men messed up and got himself killed. He was supposed to bring a shipment of drugs here. I told him to be careful before he left. He got stopped at a routine traffic check. He tried to flee the scene when he was asked to step out of his car. They found the drugs sitting in the backseat. I just hope they don't trace him back to me. That could mean trouble for us."

Please let them trace the guy back to Peter. Please. "I know. It could get dangerous."

He sits beside me on the bed and starts playing with my hair. It's still hard for me not to cringe every time he touches me. "If they do happen to trace the drugs back to me, you have to promise me that we'll find a way to be together."

I sigh. "I promise." The words taste bitter coming out of my mouth.

"Good." He kisses my cheek. "What do you say we take a walk in the woods?"

"That sounds nice."

"Okay then." He unlocks the chains and helps me to stand.

We leave the room and walk out the front door of the cabin. I have to admit that it feels great to be outside again. It's been way too long since I've smelt the fresh air. It really helps open my senses after being locked in a damn room in a cabin for four long ass months.

"I should bring you out more. The sunlight enhances your natural beauty."

Acting like his words had any affect, I put my head down. "Thanks."

"You're welcome."

We walk around outside for a little while. Even though it's mid-October, it still feels really nice outside.

After about an hour, I'm feeling exhausted. Peter takes me back to my room but he doesn't chain me up right away. I guess he's starting to trust me. Bad move on his part. If he only knew the truth. He'd never have opened his mouth. Hell, I probably wouldn't be here now if he knew the truth.

I'm soon falling asleep while Peter is still talking. I know I'm exhausted from the pregnancy, because that's how it was when I was pregnant with Tanner. Nate held me through it all. I just wish he could have done the same with this one. When I fall asleep, my hands are still unchained. I wonder if they'll be that way when I wake. Probably not.

I wake up to a loud commotion. When I move, I notice that my hands are still free. Before I can move, Peter burst into the room.

"What the hell did you do? You little bitch! I trusted you!"

"What are you talking about?"

"The fact that you were using me. I thought we had something special."

"Why do you say that I was using you?"

"That's what David said."

"Do you believe everything he says?"

"Yeah. Tina was out walking and said that she saw the police just down the road. She thinks they're coming this way."

Oh, hallelujah! "What does that have to do with me using you? There was no way for me to contact the police. I've been here with you the entire time."

I can see he recognizes the truth behind my words. "You're right. I'm sorry."

He walks over to me. Instead of kissing me like I thought he would, he chains me up again. "Just in case you decide to try something. I don't want you getting away before we can actually be together."

David rushes into the room. "They're getting closer. I think they know we're here."

"Alright. Watch her. I don't want her getting any ideas."

Peter rushes out, leaving me alone with David. That's just f**king swell.

He turns to me. "This is all your fault."

"How is any of this my fault? I've been locked up in this damn cabin for four months now."

"If you hadn't married my damn cousin, we could have avoided him looking for you. I wish you had never even met him. That would have made everything a whole lot easier."

"I'm sorry. Not really. You're just jealous that you couldn't have me to yourself. First, I fell in love with Nate. Then, you had to marry me so you could trade me to Peter for drugs. Yeah, I know about that. It's not my fault nobody likes you."

He's royally pissed now. "You bitch! You're not allowed to talk anymore. I can't stand to hear your voice. It's f**king annoying as hell."

Despite what he says, I continue to talk. "My voice is annoying. Have you ever listened to yourself talk? It's really nasally and gives me a damn headache. I'd rather Mickey Mouse talk for two days straight then listen to you for a second."

That really has his temper flaring. He marches over to the bed and smacks me across my face. I'm so used to it by now that I don't even flinch. "Shut the hell up! You need to be quiet. I can't risk the damn police finding you. Peter would kill me on the spot. So, in order for both of our safety, I suggest you shut your trap."

As if. I'm tired of being treated like a piece of shit. "Whatever. Let them take me. I'd be way better off with the police. At least try know how to treat a lady. I bet I'd even get special treatment since I'm pregnant. That'd really piss you off. Wouldn't it? Knowing that the police would be closer to me than you could ever imagine."

He looks like he's about to blow a gasket. He's about to say something when all hell breaks loose in another room. The last thing I remember before David sends me into total darkness is that I'm going home where I belong.