My Mother's Boyfriend

Chapter 42

Emma's POV

As I begin to come to, my vision is blurred. I blink a few times to try and clear my vision. I sit up, narrowing my eyes at the blinding light shone in my face. My arms are bound behind my back and I start to squirm. "What is happening?!" I exclaim, squirming some more.
"Don't be scared, you are okay, you are safe." I jump and look around, the light blinding me, not being able to see who it is.
"Get this damn light out of my face!" I exclaim and it is immediately pulled away and Liam is standing behind it, shirtless and his hair damp. "What the fuck?!" I shout and he looks at me.
"Are you hungry?" He asks and I ignore the growling of my stomach at the mention of food.
"What am I doing here?!" I shout, watching him intently. I rapidly look around the room, taking in the log cabin looking bedroom.
"Why are you yelling?" He asks and I just stare at him incredulously.
"Liam, where the fuck am I?" I ask as calmly as possible but my voice shakes, betraying me.
"You are safe, now answer my question." He says and I glare at him.
"No, I am not hungry." I say, my stomach growling again, as if on cue and he raises his eyebrows.
"Are you-." I cut him off with a growl, squirming against my binding restriction.
"Yes I am sure!" I exclaim and he turns and wheels in a cart with food all over it. He sits next to me on the mattress that I am laying on and I scoot away. He reaches out and grabs my tied arms and pulls me closer. He grabs a plate off of the cart and sets it on his lap. An omelet, he cuts off a piece with the fork and holds it up to my lips. "Get it away from me." I say through my teeth but his hand doesn't move.
"Eat." He orders and despite wanting to refuse, the gnawing hunger is driving me insane so I hesitantly open my mouth and let him put the fork into my mouth and I take the omelet off of it and eat it. He stares at me and I look away from him.
"Liam, you are insane." I say, looking back at him and he furrows his brows.
"How?" He asks and I look at him incredulously.
"Take me home." I say, remembering my psychotic mother tied up in the foyer.
"I can't do that." He says, putting the plate up on the cart.
"Liam, please, I won't tell the cops about you killing Harry but please, let me go home." I say, struggling against my restriction again.
"I can't let you go home with that crazy bitch, you are far too fragile to go back to her. Stop acting like you are being kidnapped." He says, clearly growing annoyed.
"I am tied up Liam! I am being kidnapped! You knocked me out and brought me here and you won't tell me where we are! This should be a movie on Lifetime!" I shout and he laughs, rolling his eyes.
"Can't you see that I am trying to protect you?! All the bitch ever did was treat you like shit and now you want to go back to her?!" He shakes his head.
"You are terrifying me! You fucking kidnapped me! You were with my mother, you killed my aunt and my brother! You are fucking insane! You can't expect me to be safe with you!" I shout and he rests his hand on my knee.
"I did that because I love you and I wanted to make sure no one fucked up things for us because I know you have feelings for me." He says and I try to squirm my legs away from him.
"No, I never did, that kiss was a mistake, I saw you as a father figure because MY MOTHER KILLED MY REAL FATHER! You helped her and you think I love you?! You are fucking insane!" I shout and he slaps me across the face.
"You are a bitch!" He shouts and I gasp and he gets up, pushing the cart out of the room and closing me in the tiny bedroom. I hear a lock turn and I start sobbing.

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I have literally not been saying much, sorry. But um leave a comment! :) -C