Nathaniel's Obsession

Chapter Four.

Nathaniel's Obsession

Nathaniel wondered where he went wrong. They had been driving for thirty minutes straight and the doctor he picked up from the hospital had been changing the radio station. At first, she asked for his iPod, but when he said he didn't have one she moved on to the radio station.

"How can you drive with no music?" Rosalyn asked, anytime she drove she needed to have music on. She couldn't recall a time where she didn't.

Nathaniel didn't bother giving her an answer. He was more focused on getting home early. He knew his sister and Chanel were up to no good and he didn't want to make any mistakes with them. Pedro still has not contacted him and now, he believed that Pedro has been kidnapped. He knew they needed to move fast.

"What?" Nathaniel asked when he noticed how her eyes were just fixed on him. He knew she had something to say.

"You work out a lot eh?" Rosalyn asked. She could tell from his muscles that his workout cycle was not a child's play. She wondered the strength he possessed.

Nathaniel only shook his head at her. It was obvious now that she couldn't shut her mouth for a long period of time.

"I work out to relieve stress," Nathaniel finally said because it was the truth. Usually, when he didn't feel like going out to fuck a random, he would put his all into a workout session through the night.

"Hmm, good or bad stress?" Rosalyn asked turning to face him.

"Don't lean against the door," Nathaniel said authoritatively before he continued, "bad stress maybe,"

"Music helps to relieve stress you know," Rosalyn said as she stared straight ahead. A memory popped up in her head. She remembered how she used music a few years ago to get over her and Alyssa break up. It had been a sad time for her.

"That's why you listen to it," Nathaniel asked wondering why she went quiet all of a sudden.

"Well yeah, it's helped me a lot," Rosalyn said. "Are we almost there?"

"Yeah," Nathaniel answered and he knew that was the end of their conversation.

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Rosalyn stared at the two women in the room. Nathaniel helped her out of the car and into this room. She wondered just what he went through that made his eyes so dark. She knew there was still a little light hidden in there.

She watched how his eyes darkened even more if that was possible when one of the women asked why he took so long.

"The pregnant one," Nathaniel said quietly to her. She wouldn't have heard him if they weren't standing so close to each other.

"Hi, I'm Doctor Rosalyn. How are you feeling?" Just as Rosalyn asked that question, there were two loud gunshots that had all of them gasping for air.

It happened so fast that if Rosalyn blinked she wouldn't have seen anything. Nathaniel made to open the door and leave, but he was hit on the head by a very dark looking man and immediately shot in the chest.

A loud gasp left Rosalyn's lips. It was like she couldn't hear any other person's voice. She watched the shock that clouded Nathaniel's eyes as he sank to the ground. She didn't miss a beat as she went down with him to apply pressure on his wound.

"Oh my God. Why did you shot him?" Rosalyn cried as tears dropped from her eyes. She had never seen a patient without her resident present. Now she was dealing with a gunshot wound to the chest. She had seen a good amount in the hospital, but she had never actually handled one.

"He deserves it," that was all she heard the other man say as he left taking the two women with him. He was also kidnapping them.

Rosalyn knee he was still breathing, but he was not speaking to her at all. She was very afraid of taking her hand away from his wound. She needed help. She needed someone to call the ambulance.