Taken

Theres nothing I can do

It's been three months since I've had surgery and I'm getting used to everything around. I'm getting used to him beating me when he comes home drunk or if I do anything that flips him off. I'm getting used to him raping me I'm getting used to him. Dylan and Natalia have been staying her I don't know why but I'm not complaining I enjoy Natalia's company and when it comes to Dylan he keeps trying to talk to me and I occasionally talk to him but it's not the same.

I'm laying in bed as he lays next to me. I don't move I guess I'm too scared to move. I feel his hands begin to roam around my body.at this point I don't cry I don't flinch or anything I just don't move nor show any emotions. His hands cup my boobs and he begins massaging them. He moves closer and begins kissing my neck

BAM BAM

"Daniel,Daniel! We need to talk" Dylan yells impatiently "it's urgent"

Daniel curses under his breath and gets up "go to the bathroom and change now" he demands and I quickly get up relieved that he didn't go further.

Daniels point of view!!

"What is it what's so important Dylan"

He paces back and forth nervously " it's her"

I raise my one eyebrow in confusing "who"

"Her Daniel her" I place my hands on his shoulders he stops moving and looks at me "Natalia"

"What about her"

"She's.." Dylan runs his hands through his hair and shakes his head "I can't believe this I knew having her would be a bad idea"

"What are you talking about" I raise my voice a bit already annoyed that he won't just spill it

"She's fucking pregnant!" Dylan yells then rubs his temple with his two fingers

I take a step back already plotting and thinking of what to do to solve this issue " how do you know"

"I'm not dumb okay? I've seen the symptoms and and she took a test"

I murmur "shit" I place my hands on my hips "you can't keep that baby"

"I'm aware but but it's a baby her baby "

"It's either she gives the baby up or she dies with it" I say not feeling sorry for it or anything

Dylan gives me a disgusts look which I've seen before "are you serious"

"You should know I am. So now tell her the options and have a talk or whatever you wanna do to calm that bitch down"

He shakes his head and walks away "Veronica was right you are fucked up"

Anger fills me up when I hear him say that but it's not because he said it but it's because Veronica said that about me. I clench my jaw and form my hand Into a fist. Take a deep breath and walk in the room

Veronica's point of view

I sit in bed as I hear him opening the door so I quickly get up and pretend to be doing the bed. He quickly walks my way and grips my hair I wince "I'm fucked up?" He grips my hair pulling it back "I'm fucked up eh!!?" He lets go and pushes me against the bed "I'll show you what fucked up is" I lay on the bed watching him as he takes of his belt and wraps half of it around his knuckles and he starts swinging I curl into a ball to avoid him hitting my face but that doesn't make the pain any less unbearable my whole body is in pain as he whips me