C H A P T E R F I F T E E N
Adam
I awoke the next morning in my bed with Isabel curled up against me.
I could get used to this.
Rolling onto my side to spoon her, I lick my fingers before pulling and pinching her nipple while nipping at her neck.
Isabel awakens slowly, leaning into my touch, as I release her nipple to tease her clit. I need to get her nice and wet for what I have planned. I tease her until she’s on the verge of climax.
“Just a second baby girl, I’m not going to leave you hanging,” I say as I position her leg over mine and thrust into her.
***
When I finally release Isabel from bed to get dressed, she heads to her room to check on Sophie and get started on breakfast.
I really don’t want to go to work today.
I reluctantly get out of bed and think about how things have changed in my life in such a short time. I now have Isabel and Sophie, the fact that she is still married to that abusive asshole is a minor technicality that we can fix.
“I wonder if she ever wants to get married again,” I say out loud.
Not that I plan to rush right into anything, but Sophie did say she wanted a little brother. I wouldn’t mind seeing Isabel’s stomach swollen while she carried my child and had my ring on her finger.
Giving my head a shake to halt all these future plans, I finish getting dressed before heading downstairs to see my girls. As I enter the kitchen, I notice someone very important is missing
“Where is Sophie?”
“She was still asleep when I checked on her and didn’t want to wake her. It looks like it’ll just be us for breakfast.”
“Is she okay? Is she getting sick? She doesn’t usually sleep this late.” I try desperately to hide the panic in my voice.
Isabel smiles before saying,
“Calm down, babe. I’m sure she’s fine, I’ll wake her in an hour or so if she isn’t already up. Sit, have some coffee. Breakfast is almost done.”
All through breakfast, I couldn’t shake the feeling that a part of me was missing. I’ve become accustomed to having Sophie around asking a million questions that it is too quiet without her.
I try to stall for as long as I can, but by my third cup of coffee there is no sign of Sophie waking, and I know I will be late.
With a sigh, I give Isabel a kiss.
“Give Sophie a big hug for me when she wakes up.”
As I get in my truck and pull out the driveway, I still can’t shake the feeling that something is really wrong.
Sophie
I wonder what that sound is?
I open my eyes, but I don’t see anything but the sun shining through the window. I roll over to snuggle with Mommy, but she isn’t there.
I wonder if she and Daddy had a sleepover.
Sitting up to stretch, I feel someone grab my arm and yank me out of bed. I look up, and it’s HIM! I take a deep breath to try and scream, but he covers my mouth with his hand.
“You and your whore mother thought you could get away from me. You are MINE! No one will take you away from me. Your mother needs to remember the vows we took, till death do us part, and you, little girl, are going to help me remind her.” He whispers in my ear
I am so scared that I pee my panties and start to cry.
“You fucking brat! You are a useless waste of air, I don’t know why I let your mother even talk me into letting her have you. I should have just thrown her down a flight of stairs while she was pregnant and been done with it.” He yells.
I try to run, but he yanks me back by my owie arm, and I scream from the pain.
“Shut the hell up! You will let them know I am here before I am fucking ready! I need that pathetic doctor to leave before I make my move. Then it will be time for some fun.”
Just as I try to run away, I see something shiny in his belt, it looks just like the shiny thing a police officer carries. Mommy told me never to touch those because bad things can happen if you are not careful.
“W-w-what are you going to do with that?” I point at the shiny thing and ask him.
“I am going to teach that whore and her little doctor that you don’t touch what is mine and get away with it. If you are a good little girl, I may even let you watch.”
Please, Daddy! Please come and save me!
Isabel
After cleaning up the kitchen, I head up to wake Sophie.
“Okay, sleepyhead, it’s time to wake up,” I chirp as I open the door.
“MOMMY!” Sophie screams as I am grabbed by someone and forced the rest of the way into the room.
The door slams shut, and am met with a pair of eyes I never wanted to see again.
“What are you doing here?” I yell.
“Oh, the little mouse has decided to get some backbone.” Jason mocks me.
“I am not scared of you anymore!” I stand up between him and Sophie. Something can happen to me, but there is no way in hell I am going to let him hurt Sophie again.
“Get out of here before I call the police! As a matter of fact, how the hell did you even get out of jail?”
“You can thank Mommy Dearest for that. Posted my bail and everything, even let me stay at her place until I figured out how to get you back. You know they never understood your issue with me. You need a firm hand and discipline to keep you in line."
My own mother, I should have known. They saw the bruises and cuts, but never did anything to help me. I remember the first time he ever hit me, I went home to my father hoping he would help. He wouldn’t even let me in the door. He told me to go home to my husband and learn how to be a better wife.
“Doesn’t matter. People know the truth now and are willing to help Sophie and I get away from you. We are no longer alone -”
He grabs my throat in his large hands and begins to squeeze. I try desperately to get him to let go, but it’s no use. He has always been stronger than me, but I refuse to give up.
“Oh yes, your little Doctor Patterson is it, yes, well I have plans for him.” He sneers as he pulls a gun from his belt.
“Don’t hurt my Daddy, please!” Sophie cries as she cowers in the corner of the room.
Daddy! When did she start thinking of him as her Daddy?
“You bitch! You have her calling him Daddy now too!” He yells, and I cringe preparing for the smack, but it never comes.
“I will deal with you later, but first we need to make a phone call.”
C H A P T E R S I X T E E N
Adam
It has been a long day, nothing too crazy, but I still can’t shake this feeling that something is wrong. Thankfully, I am almost finished. Just have to finish up this paperwork and then I can get out of here. Hopefully, Sophie is feeling better, I want to take her to the park down the street.
“Dr. Patterson, Isabel is on the line for you,” Donna says with a wink.
What the hell? I must have been lost in thought.
“Thank you, Donna,” I say with a forced smile.
Now I know something is wrong, Isabel would never call me at work unless it was an emergency, especially this close to the end of my day.
I take a deep breath to relax and answer the phone.
“Hello, Love. How are you? Is Sophie okay?”
“Umm, I-I’m fine. I-I was wondering, if it wasn’t too much trouble, if you could bring shrimp home for dinner? I-I- forgot to pick it up when I went to the store.”
Now I know there is definitely something wrong! From her medical records, I know that Isabel is deathly allergic to shrimp, she would never ask me to bring it within 50 feet of her, let alone cook it for dinner.
“Sure thing, hon. I will be home as quickly as I can to help. Give Sophie a big hug for me and tell her I love her. I love you too.”
“I know,” she whispers before hanging up the phone.
Paperwork forgotten, I run toward the front desk.
“Donna, I need you to call the police and tell them there has been a break-in at my house. I believe that Jason Alexander has violated his restraining order.”
Donna’s face pales, but she reaches down and immediately makes the phone call.
“Sir, don’t worry about the rest of your patients. I will talk to the other doctors and PA’s to see what can be done or we can just let everyone know you had an emergency and had to leave suddenly,” Reese says from behind me.
“Thank you,” I let out a relieved breath and head for the stairs.
When I reach my truck, my mind is full of a million questions, but number one is how the hell he got out. Who in their right mind would post bail for that psycho, let alone tell him where they are staying?
I pull into my driveway as quickly, but carefully as possible, to not cause alarm. Nothing looks tampered with or out of order, but I cautiously enter the front door. Right in the foyer is Isabel, beaten and tied to a chair.
I rush forward and quickly untie her.
“Isabel, what happened? Where is Sophie?”
Isabel flings herself into my arms and collapses onto me, weeping. I hold her tightly, whispering comforting words to her as I try to calm the increasing wave of panic in my mind.
Where in the hell is Sophie?
“Well, isn’t that sweet, the whore and her lover together at last.”
I whip around to be met with the cold eyes of Jason Alexander as he holds a P225 Sig to Sophie’s head. I grip Isabel tighter to my chest, so she can’t see what is happening, but I am sure she is already aware.
“What the fuck do you want?” I growl.
“I want what is mine. You see, you took something that belongs to me, and I want it back. Messing with the brat is just a bonus, you can keep her if you want, I don’t mind. She already calls you Daddy anyway.”
My eyes immediately drift down to Sophie; she begins to cry harder and reaches her hands out to me.
“So that’s what you want, a trade? You honestly think that I am dumb enough to think you are going to let any of us walk out of here alive?”
He begins to chuckle, “You really aren’t as dumb as you look. Well, pretty boy, let’s go, you’re first. I want to make them watch as I put you down.”
He is a sick motherfucker. I place Isabel’s feet on the floor and try to unwrap her arms from my neck, but she just clings tighter to me.
“Please, don’t leave me. I just found you,” she cries into my neck.
“Love, you have to let me go. I have to protect Sophie. If something happens to me, know that I love you both very much.”
“Alright, alright enough of the theatrics! Get over here! I’m feeling generous, so I’ll even let you say goodbye to this waste of space.”
He pushes Sophie towards me and I grab her in a tight bear hug.
“I’m sorry, Daddy! I’m sorry! I tried to scream, but he kept my mouth closed! I tried,” she cries into my shoulder.
“I know, sweet pea. I need you to go over there with Mommy and listen to what she says, okay? No matter what. I love you.” I give her a kiss on the forehead before placing her on the ground and heading toward Jason.
I have no idea what I am going to do, but I have to do something. I cannot let it end like this! I just found them. As I get closer to Jason, I realize that I am slightly taller than him, so if I can catch him off guard, I might be able to at least get the gun away from him.
Hopefully, Donna convinced the police to come on just a hunch.
I quickly lunge for Jason’s gun hand, pushing it up toward the ceiling. I hear it go off with a bang, and both girls scream, but I don’t have time to check to see if either of them are okay before I am met with a powerful left hook to the chin. I stumble but remain upright and hit him with a football tackle around the waist causing him to drop the gun and hear it slide across the floor.
“Fuck you! You piece of shit! I don’t need a gun to kill you. I will use my bare hands,” Jason roars as he covers my face in spit.
This time I am unable to avoid his punch and am knocked off balance. Next thing I know, his hands are around my neck slowly choking the life out of me. I kick and claw at his hand, hoping to get him to release his grip, but it just makes him tighten his hold.
“How’s it feel whore? This is your fault. If you would have just kept your trap shut, he could have lived his happy little life, none the wiser,” he says to Isabel.
I continue to fight, trying to get him to release me. I manage to turn my head slightly and see Isabel shaking in the corner as she watches him choke me.
She must have told Sophie to hide, good, she doesn’t need to see this.
Suddenly, I see Isabel stand up straight as a rod and look Jason dead in the eye.
“What? Does the little mouse have something to say?” he says before he begins to laugh.
All I can hear is her mumbling something as I begin to feel myself fading. Then suddenly, the pressure on my neck is released and I find myself cradled in Isabel’s arms.
I try miserably to comfort her while trying to catch my breath when we hear the sirens. I don’t know what happened to Jason, but I don’t care.
Isabel
It’s finally over.
My hands are still shaking as I hear the sirens get closer to the house. Adam’s skin is starting to turn purple from where Jason had his hands around his neck. I squeeze my eyes tightly shut to stop my mind from replaying the scene in my mind.
All I can see is Adam struggling to get free. I’m watching him kick and claw at Jason, but I know he won’t be able to get free. I have been in that position a time or two, he will not be able to get free unless Jason wants him to. I begin to tremble with fear as to what is going to happen to Sophie and me after Adam is gone.
I can’t let him hurt Sophie.
“Sophie, I need you to listen to Mommy.” I bend down and unhook her arms from my legs, so I can look her in the eye. “I need you to go hide in our bedroom. You need to lock the door behind you and not come out until someone comes to get you. Understand?”
She begins to cry harder, “Mommy, I don’t want to go.”
She tries to turn her head to look at Adam, but I stop her. I will not let her see any more of this.
“Sophie, remember how Daddy asked for you to listen to everything I said? Please do what I asked. Mommy needs to go and help Daddy.”
“Okay, Mommy. I love you.” Sophie gives me one last hug before running up the stairs.
I slide down the wall to the floor in relief, at least Sophie is safe. I am brought back to the present when I hear Adam gasp for air.
He is teasing him, that sick bastard.
I have to do something, but what? Adam is right, I cannot let Jason Alexander, or anyone else, control my life any longer.
“I will not be afraid any longer,” I mumble to myself.
“What? Does the little mouse have something to say?” Jason says before he begins to laugh.
I stand up straight, he only has control over me because I let him.
“I will not be afraid any longer,” I say louder.
“You whore! You better be afraid, when I am finished with you, your parents won’t even be able to identify the body. Better yet, maybe I can just make sure they don’t find a body. Your little brat is young, I am sure I can train her better than you.”
“NO!” I yell.
I cannot let him hurt Sophie. I frantically search for something, anything to get us out of this situation, when I notice the pistol a few feet in front of me. I have never shot anyone before, but I know the mechanics from being around guns my whole life.
I slowly inch toward the pistol, bend down, and pick it up. He is so engrossed in what he is doing to Adam that he doesn’t even notice me.
“Jason, I am not afraid of you ANYMORE!” I scream before I pull the trigger.
I hit him right in the chest, don’t know if I hit anything important, and I honestly don’t care. I watched his hold on Adam release, so I dropped the pistol and scurried across the floor to make sure that he was okay.
“POLICE! Nobody move!” I hear a yell come from the front of the house.
“We are in here! He is hurt, please bring help!” I shout.
I am beginning to panic, I shot Jason. Are they going to believe that it was self-defense and that my own mother helped him find us? Police, EMT, damn near everyone, begins to file into the house and I’m lost in the frenzy of them shouting out questions. My grip on Adam’s body is loosened as an EMT pulls him from me to check him out. A police officer comes over and starts to ask me questions about what happened, as another goes to check Jason.
“He’s dead. Can you tell me what happened here, Ma’am?” the officer asks.
“I’ll answer your questions, but first I need to get my daughter. We told her to go hide. She must be scared.”
Without waiting for an answer, I rush up the stairs to mine and Sophie’s room and gently knock on the door.
“Sophie, it’s me, Mommy. Open the door baby.”
Suddenly the door flies open, and I am tackled by my beautiful baby girl. Her face is covered with tears, but she has a bright smile on her face. Even under all the bruises, she is still the most beautiful girl in the world.
“Is it all over Mommy?”
“Yes, baby girl. It is all over,” and for the first time, I know I am not lying to her.
Adam
It takes about five hours for the police to take all our statements and process the scene of the crime. Apparently, Isabel’s mother had posted bail for Jason and let him stay with her, even helped him plan how to get his “property” back. It disgusts me to know that Isabel came from a family like that. The police believe that his original plan was to kidnap Sophie and try to convince Isabel to trade herself for Sophie, but once he got to the house and saw the two of us together, he changed his mind. The police leave our home with promises that they are on the way to arrest her mother immediately. We no longer have anything to fear from anyone.
We all have some bumps and bruises on the outside, but the police have given us a number to a counselor as well. Isabel and I both promise to make appointments first thing in the morning. You can never be too careful in these types of situations. There is no telling what lasting mental damages there will be for Sophie and Isabel from their years of mental and physical abuse. As for me, I will sleep peacefully at night knowing that my girls no longer have anything to fear.
None of us wanted to be away from each other, so we all decided to sleep in my room. Once Isabel and Sophie are settled, I can’t help but replay the events of the night, going through the ‘what ifs’ and the ‘what could I have done betters.’ I don’t want to disturb the girls, so I head down to Isabel’s room in hopes that I may get a little sleep once my nerves have settled.
Around One A.M. Isabel walks right in and wraps her arms around me, pressing her face into my back. I can’t help but lean into her touch.
“I almost lost you both today,” I whisper, more to myself, than to her.
“I’ve never been so scared, Adam. I didn’t know what to do.”
I turn swiftly and kiss all the pent-up emotion coursing through me.
“Please don’t ever leave me. I would be lost without you,” I say against her lips.
She pulls back just enough so she can look into my eyes.
“I was lost until you found me.”