A New Life? (Sticks And Stones Sequel)

four months later

I woke up this morning and walked out to the front yard in my favorite outfit. I was going to being hanging out with Mark again today. The first thing we did together was getting the paper from right next to the front door. Before I could get back into the house I found myself being picked up as someone put their hand on my mouth so that I couldn't make a noise. Right after that everything went black. 

The next thing that I knew was that I was waking up in and abandoned warehouse. Oswald was standing right in front of me with a big smile across his face. I looked down to find myself tied to a wooden chair. For some reason my shoes had been taken off as if Oswald wanted to make it harder for me to escape even if I could. 

"Hello sweetheart, I bet that you never thought that you would ever see me again" Oswald said putting his hand on my thigh which made me feel uncomfortable.

"Go to hell you asshole" I replied simply.

"Well you should have known that I wouldn't have let you know that I was getting closer. I didn't want you to run away again before I got to see you again" Oswald said adding with his smile growing even bigger, "though I know that I have you here for only one week I am gonna call your man". Oswald pulled out my cell phone and dialed Spencer. Spencer answered on the first ring Thinking it was me trying to call him. Oswald put the phone on speaker so that I could hear what Spencer was saying.

"Hey, you know that I can't really be on my phone while I am at working"Spencer said as he sounded like he wasn't wanting anyone that was around him to know that he was on his cell phone.

"Spencer" I yelled before Oswald slapped me.

"Darling what is happening? Where are you? Who are you with" Spencer said trying not to sound too worried.

"Does that really matter right now? Are you supposed to be on a case right at the moment that you can't drop for anything? Did your girl forget to tell that she has little surprise in her stomach. Something she has found out about this past month" Oswald said.

"What do you mean? Who are you? How do you know anything about her" Spencer asked confused and angry. I could hear him starting to shake over the phone. 

"She's pregnant" Oswald said adding, "she has been for the past three weeks".

"So is that why you were throwing up" Spencer asked trying to just talk to me before adding, "Oswald? how would you know".

"I have been watching her since a couple moments after she left me. I knew that she would try her hardest to move on and that she would find someone else. I know how you guys have been doing things under the sheets" Oswald said adding, "by the way don't try to trace this phone. If you do you won't be able to get her back ever again". Oswald hanging up the phone before Spencer had a chance to say anything else. "You had sex with a someone else. You cheater. How could you break my heart like that".

"I wish that I had never met you. I wish that I had never dated you to begin with" I said, " I moved on. I had met someone who actually loves and cares about me. Someone that would never lay his hands on me".

"Yeah, but I didn't let you go. I was still with you. We are still together no matter what you say" Oswald said before slapping me across the face. Without another word Oswald left the room after turning off the room's light. The light switch was on the outside of the room so that I couldn't turn it on.
for hours I was left alone before I ended up falling asleep on the chair. Even though it was very uncomfortable. 

The next morning -I assumed- Oswald opened up the door again and turned on the light bathing himself in light. "Glad to know that you haven't tried escaping me cause you wouldn't like the punishment for doing that" Oswald said putting his hand on my throat. As he held my neck tightly, he lifted me and the chair that I was still tied to. His grip made it really hard for me to breath.

"What are you doing" I asked gasping for breath.

"You are gonna eat the cooking that I have made for you" Oswald said moving his hand from my throat to my arm. Leaving me and the chair to fall straight down to the floor. "Don't worry I will let you out of the chair so that you can eat" Oswald said leading me to the kitchen. A moment after we got into the kitchen Oswald walked over to the dining room table and picked up a cookie from it.  Oswald shoved the cookie right in front of my face trying to force me to eat it. 

I tried pushing his hands back, but that made Oswald become even more forceful. That was how it was for days, then weeks. Then from weeks to months. Before I had even realized it, it was eight months after I had been kidnapped. As Oswald walked into the bedroom again he took a baseball behind his back.  Oswald kept hitting me with it so that he could knock me out.