Three Thousand Miles - Forever, (book #3 of Three Thousand Miles, Series) (32 page)

“Congratulations Mrs Black, you’re pregnant.” My stomach feels as if it’s going
to fall out of my body –how can I be pregnant? I look at the doctor in confusion
as I quiz her diagnosis.

“I am sorry what did you say?”

“You are about six weeks pregnant,” my mind can’t process this –I am
pregnant. My heart is racing in a million directions as I try to deal with the fact
that I am going to have a baby. Holy crap this is unbelievable – what will Adrian
say?

“I can’t believe this, I am totally speechless.”

“Don’t worry that’s a common reaction. The news has come as a surprise to
you, but you will get used to it.” I smile at the doctor and then she begins to
talk again as she explains about scans or something.

“Your first scan will be at twelve weeks and I will go ahead and book you in for
that right now. I have a few leaflets that I want to give you. They will help you
to understand more about being pregnant and they will list the dos and don’ts
for you.” I nod as I take in her words and then she gently urges me to get off
the bed as it’s time for me to leave. I leap off the bed and then make my way
over to the door, where the doctor is standing. She is holding the door open as
she clutches a handful of pamphlets.

“Here you are,” she says as she thrusts the pamphlets into my hand. I grab
them and then I smile and thank the doctor as I march out of the room.
“Thanks again,”

I walk along the hallway of the doctors – in a daze. I can’t begin to process the
news that I have just heard – I am pregnant. Adrian and I are going to have a
baby of our own, William is going to have a littlebrother or sister and my
parents are going to have their first grandchild. Imarch out into the cold
parking lot and I hit the unlock button of my car keys. My little Mercedes
flashes brightly as I glide over and swiftly open the door. I slide myself into the
car and then I gently smile as I clutch my stomach – I am going to be a mom.

I drive to Michael’s house and I park my car in front of his door. I push open
the door of the car and I leap out into the cold, icy street. I make my way up to
the front door of Michael’s house and I ring the doorbell as my stomach does
summersaults. No one answers, so I reach down to the door handle and I try to
push the door open, but it’s locked. I can see thatthere is a light on in his
lounge so I ring the doorbell –again. I try to peek in through the windows of
the house, but the curtains are slightly closed and they are restricting my view.
I push the doorbell again and then I knock loudly, this time I can hear shuffling
in the house and I step back from the door as I hear it crack open. The door
opens to reveal Chad standing smugly in the doorway. His smile is wicked and
his eyes are piercing through me as he stares down at me. His lips are curved
as he gently begins to talk.

“Ah little Miss Alanna how are you tonight?” Chad says in a smug, bitter voice. I
try to hide my feelings towards him as I ask him about Michael.

 

“Where is Michael?” Chad smirks at me again as he bites his lower lip.

“You know you really are a sexy little thing, aren’t you?” Chad’s rude words
have made my skin crawl and I can’t bring myself to answer them. I look up at
him and then I push my way in through the door. Chad sarcastically laughs at
my actions and I can sense that he is a little annoyed with me, but I don’t care.
I make my way along the hallway of the house and I rush into the lounge as I
search for Michael. I scan the room, but he isn’t there so I head into the
kitchen – with Chad following behind me. I enter the kitchen and Michael isn’t
there either, so I nervously march out into the hallway and I begin to rush up
the stairs, but Chad grabs me from behind. He is pulling me into the kitchen as
I slap his arms – trying to break free from his grasp. He sits me down at the
kitchen table and he alerts me not to move. My heart is racing and I am
terrified for mine and my baby’s safety. Sudden flashes of that night when
Chad attacked me are spinning around in my mind and I can’t breathe as I fear
that history could be repeating itself.
Chad is pacing the kitchen as he sips at a glass of water and I guess that I
should be thankful that he isn’t drinking something stronger. I stare at him and
he catches my glare so he walks over and asks me what my problem is.

“Why do you stare so much? Didn’t your mother tell you that it’s rude?” I
scowl at him as I don’t reply to his comments. Chad laughs and then he gently
strokes my cheek as he whispers.

“You really have captured my brother’s heart and it’s not hard to see why. You
have beautiful big brown eyes and the most perfect skin, oh if I was a few
years younger… I would.” I look up at him as I bat his hand away from my face.

“Where is Michael?” I snap.

“I’m right here,” my mouth bursts open as I see Michael walking into the
kitchen. He looks perfect and I can’t understand why? When he called me he
was bleeding and hurt and I was sure that he was going to die. But now that I
am here, looking at him he doesn’t even have a scratch. I make a darting look
towards him as I search for answers.

“You said that you were hurt,” Michael and Chad laugh smugly at the same
time and then Michael marches over to me. He gently places his hand on my
face and then he leans in kisses me on my lips. I pull back from him as I try to
fight him off – what has gotten into him? Why is he acting like this?

“I have missed you,” he says as he leans in and sniffs my hair. I push him away
from me and then I try to stand, but he pushes me back down onto the seat.

“It’s better if you stay seated,” Michael says coolly. I take a deep breath as I
watch Chad glide over to the kitchen. He begins to rummage in the drawers
and then he appears back at my side. He is holding a roll of duct tape and a
large ball of string. My heart races and with the fear of my own body, I lunge
out of the seat and I make a darting race for the door. I manage to run out into
the hallway of Michael’s large flat, but as I run towards the door, Michael is
standing in front of me. He is staring at me – laughing smugly at my fear. I
make a dart towards him as I try to get to the door, but Michael has blocked
me. I turn around and I try to make my way back into the kitchen, but as I
begin to march along the hallway, Chad is there. Heis still holding the duct
tape as he lunges forward and grabs me by my arms. I try to fight him off, but
his grip is too strong. I begin to scream as Chad drags me back into the kitchen.
My arms are weak but I keep on hitting him as I try to break free.

Chad drags me over to the kitchen table and he firmly pulls out a chair. His
huge, warm hand is squeezing my arm as he maintains his grip on me. I
struggle again as I try to loosen myself and my actions have only angered him
more.

“Stop fidgeting, you little bitch.” He screams at me. My heart is racing and my
mind is spinning as I take in what’s happening to me. Chad sits me down onto
the chair and then he shouts on Michael as he needs help in securing me to the
chair. Michael comes rushing into the room and fora split second I think that
he is coming to help me, but my thoughts are shattered when he rushes over
and holds my arms down onto the chair. Chad securesmy arms and ankles to
the chair and then he steps back and looks at me – arrogantly. Tears are
beginning to pour from my eyes as I look up into Michael’s icy blue eyes.

“You tricked me,” I say to him as I lock my eyes on his. He smiles at me and
then he kneels down to my level.

“You made it so easy for me,” he says in a deep, evil voice. I can’t bear to look
at him so I turn my head away as I look in the other direction. Michael reaches
out his hand and he roughly pulls my head back around so that I am facing him.
His eyes are deep and they have bitterness inside them – why is he doing this
to me? I clear my throat as I ask him why.

“Why are you doing this?” Michael reaches out and he gently runs his fingers
along my jawline as he explains his reasons.

“Because I love you and because I hate Adrian.” I cry again and this time
Michael gently wipes away the water from my cheeks.I look at him and my
heart is breaking.

“Michael this isn’t you. You are kind and loving and you don’t do things like
this. Please let me go, you don’t want to hurt me.”Michael laughs and then he
leans in and kisses me again on my lips. I scowl and I try to pull my head away
from him, but he is holding my face as he kisses me. His lips are rough and they
feel wrong. I am repelled by his affection and I need him to stop. When he
finally pulls back he is smiling at me – wickedly. His eyes are burning through
me and for the first time ever, I am scared of him.

“This is the real me, and I will not stop until I get what I want.” I scowl at him.

 

“You can’t have me, I am married to Adrian, I chose him and I love him. That
will never change.” Michael laughs again at me.

 

“You think it’s you that I want?” I blush as his words ring in my ears.

 

“Yes,” I admit.

“Then you are mistaken,” Michael says as he moves away from me. He is now
pacing around the kitchen as he searches his cell phone. My head is rushing in
a million directions and I can’t take this in. If Michael isn’t doing this out of love
for me then why is he doing it? Did I do somethingto upset him? Chad returns
to the kitchen and he is now making his way over to me. He smugly, pulls out a
chair and he sits down next to me as he stares at my peril. I roll my eyes at him
and then he sniggers as he begins to talk.

“How is your little, ready-made family treating you?” I let out the air from my
mouth as I snarl at Chad’s comment. “I see that you are ignoring me, now what
shall I do to change that? Will I hold you down and kiss you – like my brother
did or will I beat it out of you instead? It’s your choice, love.” I turn my head
away from him as I answer his question.

“If you’re asking about William then he is fine.”

“Oh yes the boy who I raised for five years.” Chad’s voice is shallow and I can
feel the pain behind his words. I turn around and I look at him as perhaps I can
reason with him – if I give him the chance to talk.

“I understand how hard it must be for you. William was your son for the first
five years of his life and I can’t begin to imagine how hurtful it has been for you
to have him ripped away.”

“Don’t,” Chad snaps. “Don’t try to distract me with your absurd claims. You can
never understand how I am feeling.” I swallow hard as I take a deep breath. I
gaze at Chad as I realise that I have finally gotten to the root of the problem.
Chad is heartbroken over William and as I stare into his deep blue eyes, my
mind begins to rush. Chad has showed me his weakness by admitting that he is
hurting over William. Now that I know this, perhaps I can sweet talk him into
letting me go. My thoughts are quickly scrubbing the image of Chad letting me
leave as flashes of his temper takes over. At Charles and Tabatha’s anniversary
party, Chad held me hostage. He hurt me, manipulated me and he humiliated
me, but now that he has slightly let his guard down, perhaps I can break him –
once and for all.

“I know that I can never fully understand the pain that you must be going
through, but I have had my share of pain.” Chad runs his fingers through his
hair as he gently smirks at me.

“What is that you know of pain?” I clear my throat again as I try to compose
my fear.

“I know enough,” I say as cool as I can. Chad leans back into his chair and he
begins to say something, but he stops as Michael is entering the room. I feel
my face flush hot as Michael glides over to me and gently strokes my cheek
with his warm hand. I don’t look at him because if I did then I would lose
myself. Michael means so much to me and I can’t begin to describe how I am
feeling right now. Michael is supposed to look after me, he saved me and now
he is the one that I need saving from – I wish that Adrian were here.

“Chad, leave us a minute.” Michael urges as he alerts Chad to stand and give
him his chair. I look after Chad as he walks out of the room and then I feel a
hand on my face. “You are so beautiful,” Michael says as he gently leans in and
kisses me on my cheek. I shudder from his touch and he questions me on my
reaction. “You are scared of me?” I finally pull my eyes from the floor as I look
at him – with tears in my eyes.

“Please let me go,” Michael shakes his head as he leans back into the chair. His
dark blue shirt is tight fitting around his arms and his dark blue jeans are loose.
I look at him and I don’t know who he is. He looksthe same on the outside, but
his eyes have changed forever. The kindness and love that was once in his icy
blue eyes has been replaced with bitterness and hatred. He isn’t the Michael
who saved my life, he isn’t the guy who watched gone with the wind with me
and he isn’t the Michael who said that he loved me. I try to hold back my tears
at those thoughts – but I can’t. My heart has been shattered in so many ways
by his actions and I don’t know if it will ever heal.

“I can’t let you go,” Michael says firmly.

 

“If you won’t let me go then at least tell me why you are doing this to me?”
“I will explain everything to you in time.” I frown at his vague answer and
Michael looks at me with those angry eyes.

“Don’t frown at me.” He snaps. I fall back into thechair at his tone and then I
decide that I shouldn’t push him. Michael isn’t the sweet guy who I knew and
that I knew my limits with. This guy sitting in front of me isn’t him and with him
I have no idea of how short his fuse is. Therefore, I will keep and quiet and
hope that Adrian will come and find me. “I need you to come with me.”
Michael says as he rises up from his chair. He roughly begins to rip the duct
tape from my wrists and ankles and I gently sob from the sudden pain.

“Chad,” Michael loudly shouts as he stands me up next to him. His hands are
squeezing my hands together as he makes sure that I don’t move. Chad comes
bursting into the room and then he rushes over to us – with a thick rope in his
hand. Michael alerts Chad to hold me still as he makes his way around to my
back. I feel my arms being ripped across my back and I gently squeal form the
pain. Chad sniggers at my discomfort and then I can feel the rope tighten
around my wrists. Once the rope is secure Michael spins me around so that I
am looking up at him.