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Annabeth's POV
When I slowly open my eyes the first thing, I feel is an immense headache. I am in a large bedroom.
Then everything that happened comes rushing back.
Bullets.
Blood.
Kidnapped.
Drugged.
I gasp and put my hand on my stomach. God, please let my baby be okay. I throw the sheets covering my body and thankfully I am not bleeding, meaning my baby is fine. I look around the room and see the date on the digital watch. I have been out for almost an entire day. Damon will kill me baby if he gets to know that I am pregnant by Tristian's child.
I get up and open the curtains revealing the dark sky. I try to open the windows but they are locked from the outside. I frantically try to open them but none of them budge. Then I hear footsteps approaching the room. My eyes land on the vase beside me and I pick it up after dropping all the flowers on the ground.
As soon as the door opens Damon walks in. his brows frown when he looks at the empty bed but when his eyes land on my shaking figure holding a vase he smirks.
"What are you doing piccolo fiore (little flower)?" he asks amusement clear in his voice. He takes steps towards me.
"N-no! STAY AWAY!" I scream at him. His steps falter a little before he takes large angry strides towards me.
When he reaches me I flung the vase at him but he grabs my wrist twisting it to a weird angle. I hear crunching sound making the vase as well as me fall on the ground. I scream loudly with the intensity of the pain and watch my hand twisted in a weird way. With the wrist still in his hand, he kneels down.
"Don't make me hurt you piccolo fiore...I am not as patient as your ex" he says speaking about Tristian.
I don't reply and continue crying as he picks me up in bridal style before putting me back on the bed. I hug my broken wrist and recline back into the headboard as much as possible.
"I must say. I rather like you like this" he says eyeing me up and down with lust. "Crying in my bed with broken bone...Maybe I'll break many more things as I fuck you tonight" this time he climbs on the bed kneeling right in front of me.
His words reminding me of Tristian. Damon is no less of a monster than Tristian. But I don't know why I want Tristian to come here and save me. Isn't this what I wanted for Damon to take me away from Tristian so that I can run away from him. NO! The plan was to escape Damon as well but now I know it is also impossible. I have just landed myself in another hell but this time I am sure if I don't escape it then my innocent child will lose its life.
Damon slowly puts his hand over my stomach and all my breath is caught in my throat. He leans into my ears before whispering.
"The first thing I will break is this child inside of you" my face has gone pasty white, all the color drained out of my body. I have forgotten the pain on my wrist and all my focus is on his venomous words.
"You thought that I would not find out?" he laughs putting in more pressure on my stomach. "The first thing I did when you came here was a full body check-up and imagine my surprise when I found that you were pregnant".
"No" I whisper not believing what I just heard.
"Yes, Annabeth. But don't worry you won't be soiled for much long, I will kill that child myself. I will fuck you so hard and wouldn't stop until my dick is coated with the blood of your child" he says.
I feel bile rising in my throat. How can a human being be so vile? Both him and Tristian have proved to me again and again that monster does live on earth and in the skin of humans. Without even realizing what I was doing I slap him, hard. His head whips in the other direction.
"You will not touch my child! I will die before I let you harm my baby! It is both mine and Tristian's blood and he will kill-" my words stop abruptly when he grabs my throat and starts choking me.
I try to get out of his grip which only seems to tighten around my throat. Fresh tears start to leak out of my eyes as I struggle to breathe. Just as black dots started to cloud my vision he let me go. I clutched my burning throat trying to catch my breath.
"Now I hope how serious I am" he says giving me a grin like nothing happened.
"Pl-please don't ha-harm my baby" I beg him hoping that at least some human cell in him would sympathize with me.
"THIS FUCKING CHILD IS NOT YOURS! IT IS ALL TRISTIAN AND HIS DIRTY BLOOD!" he suddenly screams and stands up throwing the side table along with the lamp on the nearest wall.
By this time, I am not even crying, I am wailing...for my baby's life.
"No, no, no piccolo fiore..." just like a switch has been turned off his anger is gone within nanoseconds and he hugs me. I don't do anything just clutch my stomach tightly hoping to keep my little baby safe.
"I will give you more children...our children" he coos in my ear making me let out fresh sobs. He keeps on rubbing my back like a mother consoling her child. This man is fucking crazy.
Suddenly the door bursts open and a man wearing a black suit comes in. Damon looks at him irritated but the man passes him a serious look and just like that both of them were talking in some kind of unspoken language. The man just nods and walks out of the room.
Damon gets up looking calmer than usual and if I didn't know any better, I would say he was just normal but having spent almost a year with Tristian has taught me that it is anything but calm. It is the stillness before the storm like the one I experienced the night before Damon kidnapped me. I can feel the very air changing in a way that I am very familiar with. Tristian is here.
"Now Annabeth I want you to listen to me very carefully" he says starts taking out something from his pocket. He takes out a small glass bottle just the size of my pinky finger with a light greenish liquid in it. "I will be killing Tristian tonight, right in front of your beautiful eyes," he says and starts pouring the liquid in a glass of water. I don't know why but I feel my heart drop a little when I heard him mention Tristian's death.
Isn't that what I wanted for him to die?
Then why am I feeling like this?
Why I am feeling the fear of losing him?
Is it because he is the only way to save my baby? It has to be it.
"But if for some reason I cannot then I am telling you this in advance that you and I will be leaving together," he says.
"Wh-what?" I ask him confused as to what he meant.
Does he want to run away somewhere? Sensing my confusion, he points to the glass in his hand making it all click. It is poison. He wants to die but with me and if I die then so does my baby.
I quickly stand up and make a run for the door. It doesn't even matter how far I'll be able to go, I just need to get out of here and hope Tristian finds me soon. Before I could even reach the door Damon fists my hands and throws me backward. My back hits the wall and I fall on the floor. My scalp aching along with my back and blood coming out of the side of my mouth that I hit on the floor.
"FUCKING MOVE A MUSCLE AND I WILL CARVE THAT BASTARD RIGHT OUT OF YOU!" he screams kicking my stomach which I am protecting with my one broken wrist and the other frail hand.
I hear loud gunshots coming closer to the room. Damon picks me up and points the gun my temple. Waiting there with a gun at my head not knowing when it will go off was like a time bomb.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
Until I hear loud footsteps approaching the door. I sense him before I see him. The door opens with a slow yet loud creek and there he is. Painted in red from head to toe except for the piercing blue eyes looking directly at me.
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