Envious Desire

Chloe’s POV

Feeling hazy, the room feels like it’s a fidget spinner. I come to, unable to peel my eyes apart due to a cloth coiling around my head.

Tugging at my restraints, they burn against my torn skin causing a light whimper to escape my lips.

“The sounds you make… they bring a smile to my face. They turn me on in ways that are unimaginable.” His husky voice emulates nails on a chalkboard. Fear consumes me, like ice freezing my veins. I remain still unwilling to display my fear.

“What, does Baby not like to speak with me?” His steps grow closer with each thud on the floor.

“I’m not your baby!”

“Oh but you are… see no one knows you’re here. You’re all mine. You disappeared without a trace, that’s a guarantee. You are all alone and no one is looking for you.” His demonic chuckle caused prickles to rise on my skin.

Unable to restrain my anger, I shout with fury, “Axle is looking for me!”

Releasing a hearty laugh, “Ha! You mean that tattooed pretty boy?” Sinister laughter rings closer to my ears, “Sorry to be the bearer of bad news but the bullet I put in him, killed him.”

WHAT! Axle is… dead. “You’re lying!”

“Oh, no I’m not, sweetheart! I made sure of it, I made sure that fucker died in the hospital. I want you all to myself.” His calloused hand cupped my breast, squeezing, triggering a cry from not only anguish and pain but fear of his intentions.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” I holler in his direction.

Pinching my nipple, “Aw , soon you’ll be begging me to fuck your pretty little brains out, you’ll see. Just wait. I have the perfect night planned for us.”

“You sick bastard! Get off me!” Struggling beside him my arms and legs are unmovable, I’m at his will.

Pinching my nipple again, “You might as well give up princess. You are mine. I’m going to have you. You’ll learn to crave me. You might as well enjoy it.”

No, no no no no. This can’t be happening! Pulling on my restraints I cry out, craving my release from this bed.

“Mmm, yes baby, fight. I love it when you fight against the ropes.” His horrid, hot breath fanned my face, triggering my body to jump as far away from him as I could.

“Oh baby, you’ll love me inside of you. I could fuck this curvacios body of yours for days.” His fingers trailed down my side, stopping making its way to my core, cupping the apex of my thighs.

“No, stop, please. I’m begging you.” I attempt to appeal to his humanity.

Snickering at my failed attempt, “See how hot you are for me?”

I squirm, wishing to remove his unwanted rough hand from my body.

“You’re never going to make it out of here so you might as well give up and give in.” His nose brushed my face. “Although, I do love a good fight.” Kissing my cheek with his chapped lips I cringe at the feel of him.

“Get away from me you sick fuck!”

“I’m never getting away from you again sweetheart. Ever since the first day I saw you, I knew we were meant to be. I was meant to be inside you hearing you scream my name. Fuck just thinking about your voice screaming my name begging me for more has my cock hard! See.”

Jumping on the bed he placed himself between my tethered legs, rubbing on my core. Disgusted with him, I launch saliva in the air hoping to catch his monstrous face.

“You bitch!” echoes in the air when pain radiates through my cheek. The taste of iron falls upon my tongue, dripping from my lip.

“Try that again and I guarantee you will have me shoved so far up that ass of yours, I’ll be coming out of that pretty little mouth.”

Fuck! I need to out smart him. My sole job is to protect us. This monster isn’t allowed to touch me with those grimy hands. I have to protect our baby. This is the last part of Axle I have left now… tears burn my eyes, now that he’s… gone.

My heart felt heavy in my chest as tears cascaded passed my eyelids. He’s gone. I can’t believe it, he’s gone. He’s no longer in existence because of me. This is all my fault.

I’m sorry Axle. I apologize for everything, especially withholding my emotions. I was prepared to expel everything that dreadful night… my love for you, our baby. But now… it’s too late… you no longer exist.

Switching my head back and forth, I have to remain strong. I have to ensure the safety of our baby. It’s necessary to guarantee everything within my power that I find my way out of this horrid situation. With my newfound determination sparks a plan.

“I’m sorry. It’s just these ropes are so tight. They’re ripping at my skin,” I attempt to plead with my captor.

“Do you really think I’m that fucking stupid. Do you really think this is my first rodeo? I know what you’re trying to do and it won’t fucking work princess.” He slid up and down my core to display his power over me before slithering off the bed.

“But give it time. You’ll love me and every fucking thing I do to you. Every lick, every suck and every fuck.” He placed extra emphasis on the “k” causing a chill to run up my spine.

“I’ll return to you later. We can continue our game of cat and mouse.”

Loud thuds disappear as a door shuts and the sound of a lock clasps.

Screaming at the top of my lungs, I implore in dire hope that someone, anyone, will hear my cries for help. This has been my routine for weeks now and no one has come to rescue me. No one has uncovered where I am.

My hope is diminishing with each day as tears moisten the cloth concealing my eyes; as thoughts of Axle deceased on a hospital bed, coated in hateful crimson consumes my every thought.

I love you Axle. I cannot express the insurmountable sorrow I have weighing on me, that I was so hindered in my expression of my true love for you before this wretched beast shot you. I cannot put into words my regret of not informing you of our baby sooner. I garnered the courage right before all the chaos erupted, ruining our life.

Nevertheless, I’ll be clever. I’ll find a way to survive for our baby. I’ll raise your child ensuring they are well informed of the immense amount of love you would have had for them if you were in existence. Of the love you would have had for… us.

They’ll be made aware of everything about you. There will never be a day that goes by without the mention of you, of the incredible amount of love you would have bestowed upon them. I promise you Axle, I promise to have you live on if it’s the last thing I do.

Just then reality hit me once again, he’s gone. I will never again see his enchanting smile, hear his sultry voice, feel his loving hands.

The magnanimous anguish in my chest releases once more, crying out in loud sobs, liberating my feelings. I allow myself this time to accept his absence so I can focus on the tiny human growing inside me. I need to expel all of my pain, to gather my strength and fight for the life growing inside me.

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Chloe’s alive. She’s been told her love is dead.

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