Stolen moments

Chapter 39(B)

I have been in here for close to three days now, in this strange five star confinement, the only time I see someone is during breakfast, lunch and dinner which I could care less about.

I know am no more in America...

I can see that from the scene outside the tightly bolted large windows opposite me.

What is going on?

Who are this people and why am I here?

My thoughts were cut off as the door handle jiggled showing someone is coming in.

I sit up on the soft bed, my body filled with anticipation. I sigh when the familiar face of the old lady who always brought me food came in.

In her hands was a large tray with an assorted breakfast, my eyes fell on the strange face behind her. I frown in confusion as the woman waddled in with her.

My eyes widens at her condition, she was pregnant, heavily pregnant!

I watch the old lady put down the food on a low stool before turning to me with a smile on her face. You would never think am being held hostage here due to the five star treatment they gave me.

"Thank you Theresa... That will be all for now" I hear the pregnant lady say.

I watch as the old lady who I now know as Theresa leaves the room. I tried asking for her name every time she came her to give me food but it was like am always talking to a programmed robot.

As soon as the door closes, the pregnant lady turn to me with a megawatt smile on her face.

I raise an eyebrow trying to figure out what she finds funny and entertaining about a girl who is held hostage.

"I can't believe you are real.." She whispers but I can still hear her.

"Excuse me?" Not seeing any sense in what she just said, she looks okay to me. She is putting on an expensive designer maternity dress proving her wealth status, pearls for necklace and her face was make up free.

I don't know about her mental wellbeing though.

"Forgive me...it's just that I have heard so much about you and I can't believe I meet you in person."
  
"Do I know you?" I ask the burning question. She was behaving like a die hard fan who met her favourite celebrity.

"You don't know me but I do know you" she said quickly taking her seat at the end of the bed.

Maybe she saw one of those magazines I covered. Maybe she can help me!

"You know who I am right?" She nodded enthusiastically. "Then can you help me get out of here? Help me get out of here"

She stared at me after my statement.

"You don't know why you are here?" She asks in confusion as I shook my head. She gasped as her blue eyes widens, her hands flew to her mouth.

"What? What is it?" I asked getting worried at her behavior.

"I shouldn't have come here, my God... He is going to kill me" she said with fear overcoming her whole demeanor, she tried standing up but her huge belly was not helping.

"Wait! Don't go" I quickly stood up trying to stop her "Who are you talking about? Were you kidnapped too? We could helped each other"

"I was not kidnapped... Am not supposed to be here, please...when the time comes, you will know"

I sigh frustratedly but was quick to give her a helping hand to stand. I watch her as she wobbled like a penguin towards the door, not looking back as she closes the door behind her.