Taken (Sequel to Stolen)

Chapter 2

Riley's POV

I leaned against the wall, sobbing. I'd had my third ultrasound today, and Alfie still refused to let me see the baby. I was now 20 weeks, around the time you can find out the gender. Alfie wouldn't even let the doctor tell me the gender of my baby. All I wanted was to know whether I was having a son or daughter, or at least get a quick glance at my child, but Alfie kept it from me. I sniffled, my heart breaking more as I cried. I don't understand why he would do this to me, I thought he loved me. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and shakily lifted my head to see Alfie. "Riley, you're bringing this on yourself. All you have to do to get rid of this pain, is to get an abortion. It's not as scary as it sounds, I promise. And once this thing is gone, you'll have my baby instead. It'll stop all this hurting. You can see the baby then, you can know the gender, you'll be let free. Just say yes." He told me softly. I shook my head, sniffling again.
"No. I won't let you kill my baby. I won't!" I exclaimed, shouting. Alfie sighed.
"I'm giving you the chance, like I did before. It will end all this suffering. Why won't you take it?" He asked, sounding as though he actually cares about me.
"I won't let you hurt my baby, and I won't let you get me pregnant with yours. I'd rather die than have your baby." I spat. He shook his head at me.
"This is a one time offer, Riles. I'll give you the option of suicide to end your suffering, because I care about you." He spoke. Every word he said made me angrier, especially how he called me Riles. Only James calls me that.
"If you really cared about me, I wouldn't be here right now. I would be at the studio, or a doctors appointment, I'd be with my friends. But because of you, I'm rotting away in some dirty old room. Because of you I'm suffering. You're the cause of my pain, not me." I said, making it clear to both of us. "And by the way, don't call me Riles." I told him. Alfie lifted his hand from my shoulder, and the next thing I knew, he had slapped me. Hard. Tears slipped down my face at the stinging sensation, and I began to shake violently again.
"Stupid girl." He muttered. "Remember, I gave you the option. So don't come crying to me when you wish you had agreed, Riles." He taunted, the word dripping with fury. He stood up, starting to walk away. I shouldn't have spoken again, but I couldn't keep it to myself.
"All I want is to see my baby and know the gender! And you're an ass for not letting me!" I shouted. Alfie stopped, turning back to me.
"You're gonna wish you never spoke." He smirked, walking back to kneel in front of me. "Because, when the time comes, and you have the baby, it's gonna be gone. As soon as its discharged from the hospital, I'm taking it. I'll go out to a field in the middle of no where, and I'll leave it there to die. And I'll set up a camera so that you can watch it cry for someone to help it, and then you'll finally realize how powerless you are, as you watch your child die." He said to me, before standing up again, and leaving me by myself, crying in the silence.