Chapter Seventy Six 'Die'

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Ember's POV
"Now my dear what did you and the clown discuss?" Alexander chirped pulling me through the hallways leading back to my cell.
"You're the one who gave us privacy so that's really none of your business is it my dear?" I grinned sweetly looking up at him try to disguise the disgust I felt at his touch and the sound of his voice.
"Do not test me Ember I am not in the mood for your little games!" He snapped quietly tightening his grip on me in an attempt to scare me somehow.
"Oh grow up Alexander! The only person playing games here is you" I pointed out giving him a dark look, I would not be intimidated by him no matter what he had done to me in the past.
He wasn't the first man to sexually assault me and with the amount of times it had occurred you'd think Joker would make it a part of his terms when falling in love with him. Truth be told not all of this was J's fault I had trusted Alexander too, hell I was even starting to fall for him. The memory of the night that I threw myself on him now gave me cold shivers. I was glad Alexander had refused me even if it was all part of a messed up game in the hopes it would make me crave him.

"Alex! Alex! There you are!" A loud wail echoed out from behind us and twisting my head I saw it was Melody, well what was left of Melody.
I winced violently as I noticed her face was pretty much broken, dry blood and purple bruises were fixed upon her like another layer of skin yet her eyes still held so much devotion and love as she looked at Alexander.
"What do you want Melody?" Alexander muttered letting out a fake yawn.
"We need to talk! Please can we talk please?" She begged dropping to her knees and holding her hands out to him like he was god.
No longer did I feel resentment towards her, instead my heart filled with pity and a sense of protectiveness for her which was certainly a surprise to me.

"There is no more time for words Melody, you are nothing to me" Alexander spat hatefully taking a step towards her.
I quickly followed his actions, intent on stopping any madness which was surely about to occur.
"B....bu...b..but....I....love....you" she whimpered looking up at him, tears streaming down her swollen face.
The scene was hard to watch but nothing could prepare me for what happened next.
"Well I don't love you!" He sneered before throwing his foot into the side of her stomach, knocking her to the ground with a scream of pure agony.
"STOP! YOU BASTARD, SHE'S PREGNANT!" I wailed, heart jumping into my throat as I ran to her side and shielded her body with my own.
"Oh I know" he cackled making me sick to my stomach as a gasp left my throat.
"You're a monster" I began to cry silently as I wrapped my arms around Melody, intent on removing her stomach from his rage.

"There she is! So sorry boss she managed to escape before I had chance to get her in the car" another voice called out along with vibrations of fast footsteps.
"I don't care just get her out my sight!" Alexander ordered making a shooing motion.
Before I had chance to take another breath Melody was being ripped from my arms by two large goons. I tried desperately to grab her but it was too late they had began dragging her back down the hall.
"NO PLEASE! ALEX! DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME I'M SORRY!" She screamed trying to fight back, there would be no escape for her though.
I sat helplessly weeping as her screams pierced my ear drums until they finally went silent and we were once again alone.

"Where are they taking her?!" I demanded shakily rising to my feet and glaring at him with all the hate I could muster.
"To get rid of that thing growing inside her! I gave Melody a choice either she got rid of it willingly or I would rip it from her!"
Stumbling back in shock I bent over and let all the bile that had gathered in my throat come pouring out.
"That thing? THAT THING IS YOUR BABY YOU COLD HEARTED WRETCH!" I roared leaping forwards and slamming my chained fists into his chest.
Grabbing hold of my arms Alexander shook me slightly, a look of fury in his face as he glared down at my trembling form. It felt like the world was spinning, there was no words to explain how sick I felt.
What type of person would wish death on an innocent baby, their OWN baby?!

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