Learning To Love The Fighter

Chapter 5

~Picture of Skylar~

"Hello Rodriguez" I snarled, glaring at him.

He chuckled and walked over to the bed, making me freeze "Hello Princess."

Rodriguez tilted his head up and looked me straight in the eyes and I gasped and stumbled backwards

How could I not see this?! Rodriguez. Bryson Rodriguez. Caleb! I knew I knew him from somewhere!

Of course, Bryson said that Caleb got involved with bad people and got injured during a fight.

Oh God, it was Nate. He wants me because of Nate!

He probably won't care though, I'm sure he isn't even looking for me.

"Don't call me that!" I growled.

Only one person can call me that and no one else can.

Especially not this douche dweeb.

"Oh? Why not?" He grinned.

Instead of answering, I glared.

His amused expression turned hard in a split second and before I could tell what was happening, a sharp pain, went across my face.

"You will answer me!" He yelled. "Do you understand?"

Knowing that my voice would betray me, I just nodded my head, trying to make the tears of pain stop flowing. That obviously didn't work.

"Here baby, go change into these" he said softly, caressing my face.

Baby? Oh hell no! Bitch is bipolar!

I looked down at his hands and noticed some clothing I hadn't noticed before.

Actually, they were more like freaking rags these aren't fucking clothes!

Some tiny grey shorts that I'm sure would barely cover my butt was over a black lace thong and black lace push up bra.

The shirt only included a huge black tank top that had 'Of Mice & Man' on the front was also there, but I paid no attention to it.

"Take them" He growled, shoving them into me.

"T- thanks." I whispered, not looking at the devil.

"Your welcome baby. Now go shower, ill go make you some food." he smiled wickedly, moving hair behind my ear.

Baby?! Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry!

I nodded my head and watched him as he disappeared through the door once again and the lock clicked in place.

Okay! Now cry.

Tears flowed down my face and I placed a hand on my belly.

"We're gonna be okay Baby.." I whispered.

The clothes in my hand reminded me that I was filthy and needed a shower, so I turned around and walked into the restroom before locking the door.

I turned and looked at the mirror and groaned when I saw the reflection.

Hair was all over the place. there was a red handprint on my face, my makeup was smeared and my clothes were all muddy.

Ew....

I started undressing slowly, ignoring my aching muscles and threw my cover up on the ground.

I took my bottoms off first because if was easier and the reached behind my head in attempt to untie the top.

Notice that I said attempt. Stupid pregnancy problems..

After five minutes of trying, I gave up and ripped the damn thing off with my bare hands.

A loud thump echoed in the room and my body went on full alert.

The room was empty though what was that?

I started pulling down my swimsuit bottoms but stopped when my eyes landed on the ground next to my top.

I still had Jeremy's phone.

Something indie of me flipped in excitement while something also scare the shit out of me.

What if he finds it!

Okay! Calm down! I need to worry about getting out of here!

I slowly picked up the phone and prayed to God that it worked.

I'm sure it does because an otter box was on, but you never know.

Sure enough, when I clicked the lower button, the device brightened up and I almost yelled in excitement.

A picture of Jeremy and Paisley making out was his screen saver and I groaned in disgust.

PDA much?

Ok, focus.

I slid the sliding bar across the screen and with luck there was no lock and the home screen came into view.

Without hesitating, I went to contacts and called Paisleys phone.

As the phone rang, I turned on the shower to block out any noise and then crawled into a huge cupboard so she could hear me.

"Hello?"

"Paisley!" I whisper shouted.

"Oh my God! Skylar?"

"Yes- yes oh God, Paisley. I need you to give the phone to Jer right now." I said.

Not a second later his deep course came on the line "Skylar?"

"Jeremy." I squeaked.

"Where are you?" He asked.

"I don't know." I cried out.

"Okay.. What does the place your at look like?"

"I'm locked in a big room. I have no idea. There aren't any windows."

"Damn..." He mumbled "Okay, Skylar, listen carefully and do exactly as I say."

"Okay."

"Okay, go to the settings on my phone as we are talking."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

I clicked of of the calling screen and went to settings before putting the phone back to my head.

"What now?"

"Click on the iCloud."

"Okay. Done."

"Okay Skylar, go down the list of apps until you find 'Find my iPhone' Then, turn it on."

I did as told as my tears streamed down my face.

"Okay Jer, I did it."

He sighed "Are you okay Sky? Did they hurt you? The baby?"

"No, I'm fine. He might have hit me and yelled, but I'm okay. Jeremy? There is something else."

"Yes?"

"Rodriguez.. He's Caleb, Bryson's brother."