CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
I’d never been so relieved in all my life. Not even when Trent had moved me out of my mother’s house. The moment Axel pushed his way through the door, I knew everything was going to be alright.
Trent had revealed a side of him I’d never seen before when he showed up at the unit this morning. He’d never gotten violent with me before, but I guess I’d never given him a reason to since I always just went along with whatever he wanted. I never thought he would come after me. I thought he’d be glad to be rid of me. Guess I was wrong.
When I’d opened the door and saw him standing on the other side of it, I tried to close it in his face, but his foot was already in place to block my attempt. He pushed inside and shoved me to the ground. Standing over me he sneered, “Did you really think I’d let you keep up this charade you’ve been living? Trips to the spa with that blonde bitch, breakfasts at the beach every weekend, candlelit dinners in parks?”
I shuffled back on my hands and butt until I was against the couch. I then lifted myself up onto it. He’d been watching me, that knowledge made me want to throw up. All those beautiful memories Kai and I had made together, Trent had been watching the whole time.
He stalked towards me, hatred and disgust smeared across his face. I had to swallow down the bile that rose in my throat when I noticed his furious gaze was locked on my belly. I wrapped my arms around it trying to hide it from his glare. “Why now, Trent? Why couldn’t you just leave me be?” I asked with a shaky voice.
His focus moved back up to my face, “I thought about forgetting about you, but I’d already invested so much time in training you. It would take too long to find and train another bitch, so I’ve come to take back what’s mine and get rid of that thing inside you,” he sneered.
My whole body went cold. “I’m not yours. Not anymore.” I tried to keep my voice steady. “Kai will be back any minute, so you better leave before he gets home.”
He laughed and got right up in my face. “Then, we better get going.” He grabbed my wrists and pulled me towards him. Stumbling over my own feet I fell on my hands and knees and cried out in pain but he didn’t stop. He wrapped his hand around my ponytail and pulled me back up to my feet. The pain was so intense, tears poured from my eyes.
Once I was standing, Trent brought his body up close behind mine. “Soon as I take care of that thing,” he said in my ear, his mouth so close I could feel his hot breath on my neck, “you’re going to get back in shape. You look disgusting, like a fucking whale. And I don’t fuck whales.”
“P-p..lease, don’t,” I begged.
I felt his mouth twitch into a smile against the skin of my neck. “I bet you’ve miss my cock, too. You always were a dirty little whore.” I felt his head shake behind me, “It’s back to slummin’ it for you.”
Rancid bile rose again as he shoved me out the front door. I bent over and retched in the shrubs by the carport. “Please,” I begged again, “let me go.”
“Never again, Mia. Never a-fucking-gain.” He enunciated each word clearly as if to set my fate in stone.
He shoved me in the passenger door and slammed it shut. I fumbled with the handle trying to open it, but it was locked. It didn’t matter what I did it wouldn’t open. He was in the driver’s seat a moment later. “Nice try, but it won’t work. I told you, I’m never letting you go again. I took measures to make sure of it.”
I choked on a sob. This couldn’t be happening, not now. My stomach tightened so tight it felt like stone, and I screamed. Trent’s fist shot out and made contact with my cheek, throwing my head back into the glass of the window. “Shut up whore!” he spat.
My head spun—I wasn’t sure if I was sitting, standing, or lying down. The world around me was turned on its end, and my face throbbed. My stomach began to tighten again, and I braced as best I could by biting down on my lip to stop from crying out again. I tasted blood as my teeth punctured my lip.
Then I wet myself. I was so scared, and I’d never felt so helpless. He wanted to hurt my baby. I couldn’t do this right now. I squeezed my thighs together as hard as I could. When I looked down in my lap, I saw I hadn’t wet myself—my waters had broken. The liquid was tinged with blood, and I panicked.
“Trent, p-p…lease. The baby—”
He cut me off, “I told you to shut up. I don’t want to hear about that thing. As soon as we get home, I’ll take care of it, and you’ll never speak of it again. Do you hear me, Mia? Never.”
My stomach clenched again, only this time, the pain so intense I threw my head back and held my belly. It felt like concrete beneath my palms. It stayed that way longer than before, and I groaned.
By the time Trent parked the car in the lot of the apartment I used to live in with him, the contractions had become more constant. I only had a brief break between them, maybe a minute or two, and then another would hit, and I’d be struck breathless while trying to keep my silence.
Trent dragged me out of the car, and when he saw the mess on my shorts and the seat I’d been sitting in, he threw me against the side of the car. “You’re cleaning that up you, dirty whore,” he hissed in my face.
Pulling me into the apartment, he shoved me onto the couch then began pacing in front of me, his hands in his hair and his neck muscles bulging. I’d never seen him this angry before. I arranged myself upright and waited for the next contraction. I had no idea how I was going to get through this.
“Things between us were perfect, and then you had to go and ruin it, Mia. Why did you do that, huh? Why would you go and do something so stupid? What made you think you could do that to me? What made you think I’d let you go?
“After everything I’d done for you, you just throw it all in my face and leave. I gave you everything. I took you away from that slut mother of yours and how do you show your appreciation? You turn your back on me. That wasn’t smart, Mia. Not smart at all.”
He stopped pacing and glared at me. “You stupid bitch. You thought you could go and live the high life, while I stayed here in this shit hole.” A humourless laugh slipped from his lips, “This is where you belong Mia. Your worthless arse is only good for one thing, fucking.”
His eyes moved back down to my belly, “And now I have to get my hands dirty, so we can get back to doing what your good at.” He seethed and stepped towards me, but before he could reach me, a loud knock sounded from the front door. His head snapped in that direction, and then back to me. “Keep your fucking mouth shut.” Then he went to open the door.
When he did, I heard Axel’s voice. I sighed in relief and then in fear again as my belly started to contract. I did my best to hide the pain, to play it cool, but it didn’t matter because all of Trent’s attention was on Axel. Next thing I knew, Axel was inside the apartment calling out for someone called Shelly. I had no clue what he was doing until I saw Kai slip inside the door when Trent turned his back on it.
Time ceased to move as the next contraction hit me with a vengeance. Then Axel was by my side, holding my hand and talking to me. I didn’t know what he was saying, and I didn’t care. I wasn’t alone with Trent, and that’s all that registered in my brain. I said something to Axel, but I wasn’t sure what or if it made any sense. The next thing I knew, Kai was sweeping me up into his arms and carrying me out the door.