Chapter 112: 112

I have no idea what is going on around me but when I open my eyes, I can’t move my hands nor my legs even if I’m not tied with anything. It is so freaking suffocating that I could die.

I looked up toward the ceiling but it seemed as if I’m inside an operation theater.

I tried to speak. I tried to speak for so long but it felt as if someone glued my lips together to make me unable to speak.

I looked around when I finally saw Liam.

He came near me.

He caressed my head and said, "Don’t worry. I know you too want to get rid of this trash so I will do it really quick. It won’t even hurt. Be a good girl and it will be over."

I resisted. I hate the touch the most.

I want to punch his face. I want to kick his crotch. I want to see him in more fucking pain then I’m in. But I’m not in the position to bargain. It is something I never thought would happen to me. I want to kill myself before I could see my child’s blood appearance before me.

I soon closed my eyes as if they were giving me anesthetic. I saw many doctors around me but I wasn’t able to do anything but wish he was here. Could he be able to save me here? Could he finally accept me and my child? I don’t know but I closed my eyes.

After a few hours

I opened my eyes again but I wasn’t in the same place. I’m in a much darker place. It is all so shiny making me feel like I’m out of the hospital. Then was my child? I wandered and touched my stomach but it didn’t feel like I had gone through anything.

I tried to stand up but my legs gave up. I yelped then I heard a foot step running toward me. I flinched and closed my eyes as if it had become one of my traumas which I once forgot.

"Don’t kill my child!!!"

"I will do as you say so please don’t!!!!"

I don’t know why I am saying this but soon a hand caressed me again but I pushed and came to bed without even looking at the face. I’m hell scared. I’m scared that my entire body will keep on freezing. Still there is a sign of my fingertips becoming sweaty.

"Chloe"

"Look at me!"

"It is me!"

"James", he said, making me come to my senses.

Yeah, it is his voice but what if it is my head who is playing a game with me? What if it is Liam all along to make me look at him? What if?

"Baby, you are safe", as he said I tried to peek.

"Yeah, can you believe me now? It is me." he said and extended his hand as if he asked me for a hug but I didn’t do as he wanted but looked away.

"W-what are you doing here?" I asked while my voice kept on breaking.

"Why? You are not happy that I’m here?" he asked. But I ignored his question and get up from bed and tried to walk toward the door.

"I’m leaving", I said. I didn’t even look toward him as if something was pulling me to look at him but I kept on resisting.

"Chloe, you are leaving after all this?" His voice was gentle. But I forget when was the last time he spoke to me so freaking gentle. Was it when he made love to me calling my name all night? Or was it that time when he asked me about the baby for the first time when he called me? Or is it then when I drugged him so that I could have a baby with him? When?

"Thanks for saving me." I only said this much and I ran outside.

I have no idea how long it has been. But it is morning and I can see the sky. What about mom and dad? Are they worrying about me? They must be.

I tried to stop a cab but he again ended up standing In Front of me.

"Get in", he said.

I didn’t want to argue any further so I agreed and got in.

But the entire way we both were so silent. I only set my address on the map while he drove me till my home. It was only fifteen minutes far from here but I feel as if he keeps circling around the street making me annoyed on purpose.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Driving", he replied but I don’t know when he became so genuine.

"Yeah, and you are driving for almost forty-five minutes when my home is just fifteen minutes away from there", I said.

"Maybe I forgot my way", he scratches his head.

"Yeah, with the map clearly showing the way? Isn’t it?" I said looking at him.

He stayed silent.

"If you can’t understand the way, let me know. I can drive fine by myself", I said and tried to walk out of the passenger seat when he stopped me.

"You can’t!" his voice was a bit high but not much.

"Why?" I asked.

"It may hurt the child if you keep sitting like this", he looked away again but I don’t know what is cooking inside his head.

"I can manage on my own so don’t think about this much", I insisted but he didn’t let me.

We stayed silent for a while, still he didn’t drive nor did he let me. My head is becoming a mess. There are so many thoughts lingering in my head but there are zero answers for me.

"What are you doing James?" I asked.

He didn’t answer.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Is it funny?"

I wasn’t raising my voice nor was my voice calm but there are so many worries showing from the way I’m speaking. My heart is in a mess which is hard to describe.

"No, it is not", he answered.

"Then why?"

"Let me go."

"Isn’t it what you wanted?"

"Then why are you trying to stop me?" I looked at him.

"I don’t want to go." he said, making me look at him with my shocked expression.

He hit his head on the steering.

"I don’t want to let you go."

"You may call me selfish but I don’t want to."

"You may hate me but I still can’t let go of you."

I have no idea why he is saying this. Is he drunk or what but now he is acting so freaking weird.

"James, go sober."

"Tell me how you feel after that." I let myself out of the car but he instantly came out and stopped me.

"I’m not drunk", he said.

"Do I smell like a drunkard?"

"Am I behaving like a drunkard?"

He kept coming closer to me. Even his breath started touching my neck, giving me a sense of me arousing.

"Do I?" he said again while I took my steps back.

"Don’t do this", I said looking away.

"What? What you can’t?" he asked again, coming closer to me.

"James, you know what I’m saying." I spoke.

"No, I don’t. Tell me, what are you thinking? Tell me!" he came forward.

"Don’t act too cocky", I said and I started walking toward my home but I could feel his feet step behind me which somehow made me feel happy but anxious as well. Some corner of my heart tells him not to follow you but some corner of my heart feels happy giving me butterflies in my stomach.

While thinking of all this I reached near my home and turned to him.

"Now, you can go", I said and entered my home.

I didn’t see him going but I felt safe coming with him.

As I entered the hall, I saw mom and dad’s gloomy face but as they saw me, they run toward me.

"Where were you?"

"You know how worried you made me?" Mom kept asking me while I couldn’t utter a single word.

Dad asked me the same but I hugged them. ’

"Don’t worry dad I have come back. Sorry for not informing you as I forgot to take my phone."

"I met a friend after a long time so I forgot the time. She insists that I stay with her." I kept on hugging them to rest assured.

Finally, they calmed and I went to my room. But I didn’t calm myself but again went to the balcony and I find him standing just under the balcony which made my heart beat a skip again and again.

Why? Why is he doing this to me?

Isn’t he the one who told me to forget everything? Then why? Why is he driving me insane even though I want to forget everything?

You are just an idiot, James Lee.

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