Chapter 34: What Now?
___Two Weeks Later
The stench of the puke filled the room once I had finished. I watched it as I flushed it down the toilet with disgust on my face. "I hate this..." I murmured as I got up slowly with one hand on my belly. There was now a slight bump that was forming in my belly. I stared into the mirror and turned to the side, looking at the growth. I lifted up my shirt then place my hand on my stomach, rubbing in circles in slow motion. I smiled slightly once I felt the warmth.
Maybe the puking, nausea, and headaches will be worth it in the end.
It was currently 3:45 a.m, and I couldn't wait to go back to bed after getting that out of my system. My sleep schedule has been bad and I always wake up in the middle of the night. But today I only could sleep for so many hours, something felt different. It kept bugging me, whatever it was, but I could sense something is going to happen. I wouldn't let sleep let me miss it, whatever it is.
After I finished cleaning myself up I opened up the door to exit the bathroom. The bed came into view and Slater sleeping peacefully under the covers. He was out cold, almost as not a single thing could wake him up. But then suddenly a tall dark figure came into view as well. The person towered over me then I felt their hand quickly cover my mouth.
My heart raced as my shouts were only a quiet muffle. Then my hands were grabbed, restricting me to move around. With my hands being restrained my eyesight was gone as well, I felt the cloth of a bag be put over my head and a rag stuck into my mouth. I tried kicking wherever I could but nothing happened. I kept trying to fight back, moving my body as much as I could.
"Stop, " A familiar deep husky voice filled my ears. Dimitri, I thought, then I was quickly dragged away, out of the room.
I tried banging my feet against the ground but it was no use, I made barely any sound and I started to lose my breath. I stopped for a few moments, trying to regain my strength and energy.
I was terrified about what was going to happen next. Where am I going? Why is this happening? No one can save me now.
I started to try to use my tongue to get the cloth out of my mouth. But me being dragged down the stairs made me stop as the pain from my feet hitting each step shook me. As soon as we reached the bottom of the stairs I quickly started again, and finally, somehow I successfully got the cloth out of my mouth.
"Help! Slater! Help!" I screamed as loud as I could once Dimitri's hand had touched the door handle to leave the house. "Shutup you bitch!" Dimitri said but stopped what he was doing once he heard the footsteps of the others. I felt a cold and hard object touch the side of my head. I knew instantly it was Dimitri's gun.
I could barely see through the cloth but I noticed everyone standing there, a distance away from me and Dimitri. "Let her go!" Grace yelled with a panicky voice.
"Dimitri let's talk about this please, " Begged Jordan with his hands out in a nonthreatening way. "Dimitri..." Murmured Nik in an angry voice, I could feel everyone stare upon us and the emotions in the room. "Let her go, Dimitri, " Slater said, then I heard his gun drop to the floor. "Slater!" I shrieked, feeling safer that he was there, trying his best to help me.
"Danielle I'll save you I promise," Slater said with a sympathetic and assuring tone. Tears ran down my cheeks as I realized this might be it.
"I said this would come, brother, " Dimitri laughed out as the door opened up. Quickly we were out of the house and inside of a car. "Go!" Yelled Dimitri to the driver, I was pushed back from the sudden speed of the car. I sat in the backseat with Dimitri, I sensed him staring at me hard.
Then light filled my eyes again once the bag on my head was taken off. I looked around me quickly then looked at Dimitri with a furious gaze. Before I could say anything a cloth with a substance on it came over my nose, knocking me out cold.
All I could remember was my head hitting Dimitri's lap.
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Note: sorry for a short chapter, this one is just quick because of what happened
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