CH. 32 These videos are painful.
                              (Tucker POV)
                              We played the Second video.
                              Bryson let out a breath when it played.
                              I was clenching and unclenching my hand.
                              "Hello, there my wife." Jeffs Voice said, Natasha was in a corner, shivering and dried tears could be seen on her face.
                              My heart clenched.
                              "Fuck," Bryson said.
                              "How are you doing? Are you hungry? I think you need to eat." Jeff said.
                              Natasha moved her head to look at him.
                              The look on her face had my breath hitch.
                              She looked.... Broken.
                              "Why... why are you doing this to me?" She asked him, Jeff finally showed himself on Camera. Walking towards her.
                              "Doing what? Training you the way you need to be trained. I can't have you disobeying me." He said.
                              "What the fuck man, this is crazy," Bryson said next to me.
                              "You should be thrilled I've chosen you out of so many others," Jeff said and I watched as Natasha flinched.
                              "You can go and choose the others. I don't want this." She said to him, I watch as Jeffs' head tilted to the side, he walked up to her and smacked her on the face with the palm of his hand.
                              A noise came from Natasha's mouth.
                              "I will tell you what you want and not want, my sweet sweet Natasha." He said caressing her face as if he didn't hit her just a couple of seconds ago.
                              "You're exactly what I want as a wife, I'm not ever letting you go. Not even death can take us apart." He said.
                              "Tell me you Love me, Natasha," Jeff said and Natasha looked at him, with frightening eyes.
                              She said nothing and even I could see the anger that shown on Jeffs' face.
                              He smacked her again.
                              "Tell me you love me, Natasha," Jeff said again.
                              "Just please, let me go. Just let me go, I won't tell anyone." Natasha said crying.
                              Jeff sucked his teeth, stood up and took off his belt.
                              "Tell me you love me, Natasha." He said and Natasha's eyes widened as he saw him remove his belt from his pants.
                              "I love you." She said.
                              "Good girl," Jeff said going back to sitting in front of her.
                              "I didn't want to have to hit you or take you yet. I want the love making day to be special." Jeff said in the video.
                              "Ever since I laid eyes on you, I just couldn't help it. I knew I wanted you that very moment I first laid eyes on you, Natasha, I knew you were perfect to be my wife." He said.
                              I could see in the corner of my eyes that Bryson had tears falling down his face.
                              "I've been watching you for so long, observing you and taking notes on you. You are perfect and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." Jeff said.
                              "You've been watching me...?" Natasha asked in a small voice.
                              Jeff smiled. "Of course! That's why I knew you were so perfect, You have no one, no one who cares about you, no one who will notice that you're gone. You're just perfect for me my dear wife. I will care for you, I will take care of you and love you every day. But I will have to train you the right way and if you disobey me there will be consequences, but don't worry, it's for the greater good." Jeff said.
                              I watched as Natasha looked up at Jeff.
                              "How long have you been watching me?" Natasha asked him.
                              Jeff smiled wider, he looked delighted that she was asking these questions.
                              "For a year my love," Jeff said shocking not only me and Bryson but Natasha also.
                              "Why I'm not special," Natasha said and the smile on Jeff face dropped.
                              "You're special, which is why I choose you. You see everyone I choose to be in my life is special Natasha, including you." Jeff said and Natasha hanged her head.
                              "I couldn't stand letting my future wife be in the situation she was in any longer so I had to take action into my own hands of course. I just had to bring you home. I didn't like seeing you on the streets." Jeff said, which had my eyes widened.
                              I look at Bryson and he looked back at me.
                              "You're too good to be on the streets like the rest of those people, You know at first I thought you were a prostitute," Jeff said.
                              "I was disgusted with that, How dare my future wife do such a thing, but then I realized you weren't a prostitute you just hung out with the prostitutes, the homeless and those other types of people," Jeff said and Natasha looked up him, her eyes showing fear.
                              Which meant that everything Jeff was saying was true.
                              "I wanted badly to know who you were, why was such a beautiful woman hanging around such people like that. Why did she put herself through that and go through that? I saw you there every day when I came to the conclusion that you were Homeless also." Jeff continued saying and I sat there, listening to what he had to say.
                              "Of course I needed to know more, I had paid for one of the prostitutes. Of course, I didn't let the slut touch me but I wanted to know more about you so I asked her questions of course. Wondering who you really were." Jeff said and Natasha's eyes widened.
                              "You probably know who I'm talking about, that woman who had the blue hair and green eyes. Never got a name, anyway. I wanted to know about you. She told me you were just a homeless woman with no family. She wouldn't tell me more, as much money as I offered her too. It was like she felt she shouldn't tell me, so, I killed her." Jeff said and Natasha's eyes widened even more.
                              "The funny part is I noticed that you were looking for her, asking around for her so I guess you guys were close friends. You and this Prostitute. I can't have my wife being friends with such people." Jeff said brushing Natasha hair back.
                              "Yet, I still wanted to know more about you. So I got another prostitute, one who would actually do anything for the money." Jeff said, Natasha looked frightened. It was if things were clicking to unsolved questions she had.
                              "She actually gave me information on who you were and when she asked why I was asking about you so much. That you're not a prostitute and you wouldn't be interested in anything to do with me. I laughed, I didn't want to be a customer to you and when I told her that, when I told her why I was actually asking so much about you she looked alarmed. I knew she was going to either call the police or tell you about me. So, of course, I had to kill her too." Jeff said shrugging his shoulders, Natasha squirmed in his arms but Jeff tightened his arms around her even more.
                              "My Sweet Natasha why was someone like you on the streets, when I heard your story I had to have you and protect you from the rest of the world, Natasha," Jeff said
                              "Fuck man, this dude was a Monster." Bryson said.
                              I nodded my head, this was someone I was friends with.
                              I wanted to throw up just on the thought of it.
                              (*Kassandra Speaks*)
                              We're getting almost there in figuring out about Natasha, Ugh I can't stand Jeff Baez, but like most Authors/Writers. You'll have some good Kids and Some Bad kids.
                              Jeff was a bad kid.
                              Give this chapter a VOTE & COMMENT!!!
                              Xoxo
                              -Kassandra Vivu
                                      
                                          
                                   
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