Sanitorium (Roman Reigns Story)

Chapter 13: Plan B

I am jolted into a world of colors, noises, and rapidly moving images. I cant darken anything around me and it's almost painful trying to control it. I am subconsciously holding onto the arm rests of the chair for dear life, feeling myself speeding through a tunnel as fast as humanly possible.

Then suddenly...

Everything stops.

"We can keep talking about my hair if that will get you to talk." He says, breaking the silence.

I look over at him. "What?"

He throws his hands up. "You're the shyest person Ive ever met. Granted, you're not from here, but.. wow. It's like pulling teeth to get you to talk to me." 

I stare at my hands as Im picking some dead skin off of them. "I... I dont like to talk just to talk.. I dont know. What do you wanna talk about?"

He shrugs. "I dont know. Just, that noise this dryer is making is going to to drive me insane."

I look down and I suddenly get the feeling that something is wrong. The room goes dark and I look up, wondering what happened. I feel an arm snake around my body, resting in my hand. I jump.

"Dont worry about my clothes. I will just sleep in this robe. I do need a flashlight of my own though. Do you have one up here?" He asks.

I remember Mom put one in my dresser.

"Yeah. Right over here." 

I lead him to my room, still holding his hand, not as tightly as before, and I release his hand, searching for the flashlight while he is shining the other one in front of me. I find it and test it out, shining it on the ceiling.

"There we go. Thank you for walking up here with me. It makes me feel safer." I say to him as he is still shining the light on me.

"Not a problem. But.. I just.. I just want you to do one more thing for me. Just, one last favor." He says as if its real important.

"Sure Roman. What do you need?" I ask willingly.

He shines the light on his face slightly, illuminating his features.

"Kiss me."

I pull myself out of the simulation and stare at Roman. Why am I in THIS memory? I dont want to be anywhere near a present or past version of him. I back up, knowing what comes next.

"No." I say firmly.

He whispers, seductively, but almost sounding sinister. "Learn to hold your breath with me." 

He wraps his fingers around mine, grasping the flashlight and turning it off. I am lifted off of my feet and I feel kisses all over my neck. I try to push him off, but his grip is too tight on me. I am laid on my bed and he pulls at my shirt. 

"Stop! Roman please stop." I beg.

He yanks on my pants in the dark and I kick him, jumping off of the bed and running out of the door. I stop when I get past the threshold and see Roman in the next room, in nothing but a robe. My eyes get wide. What the...?

"Morning. I made breakfast."

He comes over and kisses me on the forehead.

"How's the baby doing?" He asks, smiling.

I look down slowly and see a huge balloon in the place of my stomach. My eyes get wide in terror. I shake my head.

"What is going on??!" I yell.