(Getting her pregnant)
By: Faith lucky
Mr Seth’s pov:
I stood before my large glass window staring out at the dark evening.
I just don’t know why my hearr keeps beating like Chloe is in danger.
The instincts where over powering and I begin to blame myself for giving her the permission to spend the night at Brandon’s.
I trust him though.
They’ve both been dating for two years now.
What could he do to her now that he hasn’t done in the space of those years?
I sighed and brought out my cellphone.
I dialed Chloe’s number hoping she won’t get mad I called.
She’s not answering.
What could be wrong?
I tried to call Brandon but then…
She won’t like that one bit.
At least they aren’t kids anymore.
I forced my phone into my pocket and continued my wild thoughts.
I groaned softly as my eye lids opened to reality and I found myself on the cold hard floor.
I sprang up on my feet and looked around.
Oh my God!
Never have I been in a place so dirty.
It looked more like a place that has been abandoned for years.
I bit the dirt off my skin and uniform.
I was in a place more like a street corner.
I then realized I was at a subway station.
I winced shaking in disgust.
New York subways…
Ugh! From what I heard, they’re filthy and littered.
Who could have brought me here?
I saw my backpack on the floor and I carried it before trying to leave.
*Not so fast sunshine* A rough annoying voice said and I turned to see two huge men walking out from a dark corner.
I flinched and staggered back.
The jerks that kidnapped me.
I turned and began running before i bumped into a tall more fierce looking man in dirty clothes.
I tried to get away but he held my arm.
“Let go off me! Let me go you beast! You disgusting filthy rascal” I rapsed kicking him but he only laughed.
My fighting skills had no effect on him.
“Now you’re done playing, let’s get you filled up with our monster co*ks, shall we??” He asked and I shuddered.
The other two men had gotten to where we were.
Why’s the subway empty? What’s wrong with the trains?
This can’t happen to me.
It surely can’t.
The man before me got hold off my shirt and in one pull, it tore right out of my body.
I was left in just my singlet and bra.
I was scared knowing they meant business the moment the began removing their dirty torn belt.
“No! Help! Someone help!” I screamed as one of them tied up my hands ruefully.
The huge man stooped to a crouch before me.
“Oh sweetheart. Am afraid no one will hear you down here. Today, the subway is closed and everyone have to take the bus” he grinned and took his eyes to my hips.
“We’ll be careful for sure treasure”.
I kept dangling and struggling.
“You don’t know who my father is! He’ll cut off your di”ks and make you eat it. Just lay a finger on me and y’all will never live to see another day” I threatened.
They laughed and went ahead to pull of my skirt.
What do I do?
I screamed as they reached for my undie.
Suddenly, a man wearing black through out walked down from the stairs.
Who is he?
He wore nose mask but I could see his beautiful blue eyes.
“Are you going to let her go easily or should we do it the hard way?” The man asked with his hands at his back.
I smiled heaving a sigh of relief.
I wished I could stop the tears that were beginning to fall down from my eyes.
“Better mind your business kid!” They barked.
“Wrong choice” the boy or should I say guy jibed.
Two of the thugs attacked him.
Right before my eyes, he beat them up and made them lie on the floor unconscious.
The thug holding me left me and attacked him.
A rough fight ensued and the guy beat the thug up worse than the first two.
He walked to me and untied me before taking my backpack.
He grabbed my wrist and began running.
I tried to keep up as we left the subway.
We got outside the road and he opened the door of a car.
“Get in!” He rapsed and I stood still contemplating if I should escape with the stranger.
My mind changed quickly as I saw the three thugs coming. I jumped into the jeep and the guy also entered.
He started the car and drove off.
I panted holding onto my bag.
I made it out in one piece.
I turned to the guy.
Who is he?
He kept his eyes on the road.
I quickly buttoned my shirt.
“Thank you for saving me” I said but he didn’t say anything.
“At least…what’s your name?” I asked hoping he wouldn’t snub me this time.
“Kian” he replied and I nodded.