Here's another chapter. I told myself that I would add this one once I got 200 reviews (I know I said I wouldn't be one of those people but whatever) even if it was a double update or even triple update. So here it is. The 50th chapter in honor of all 200+ reviews (because there's already been another review since I logged on). It's a little strange to start with but I hope y'all catch on quickly. Enjoy!
Hanna opened her eyes to darkness. She blinked a couple times hoping she would come to and be able to see but to no avail. The room was still dark. She had no idea where she was or how she got there (because she certainly wasn't still in her bed at home) but she heard movement nearby and froze.
"Who's there?" she called out in the darkness hoping for any response. Her answer was a light turning on near her. She looked around in a panic. The room she was in seemed like an old abandoned surgery suite, like the creepy ones on those ghost hunting shows Caleb made her watch that one time.
"Good. You're awake," a chilling voice said from the shadows on the other side of the room. It was familiar but she couldn't say exactly who it was.
"Who are you?" she asked getting scared. She was strapped into some old style doctor's chair, reclined a bit.
"Wow…what a stupid question to waste your time with. Who do you think I am?" the voice replied still lurking in the shadows.
"…Alison…?" she questioned drawing out the simple letter with fear in her voice.
"You don't have to be afraid of me you know. I'm not like her…the girl you knew as Alison I mean…I don't want to hurt you. I do however need some answers," the voice said coolly as whoever they were came closer.
"About what?" Hanna squeaked out. A had done so many things to harm her, what now?
"About lots of things. Alison for example," the voice said from the shadows.
"What is there to know that you don't already? Ow!" Hanna groaned as a sharp feeling cut across the skin of her forearms.
"I need answers not questions," the voice snarled from the darkness.
"What…what do you want?" she said, her voice shaking as red lines of blood appeared on her arms.
"You're nowhere near as fun to play with now that you're going to be a mom. And I know you don't like that thought. I'm gonna fix that for you," the voice chirped.
"What do you mean?" Hanna asked, very confused. A made no sense, she wasn't that pregnant and no one knew yet. But when she looked down she saw her stomach warp to three times its normal size and keep growing, she was wearing a hospital gown, and she was hooked up to an IV.
"Don't worry this won't take too long. That IV is full of meds to speed this up. Then you can go back to being perfect and forget all about your little baby," the voice in the dark smiled as Hanna ran her hands over her expanded belly.
"But I'm not…" Hanna trailed off as she was suddenly overtaken by pain spreading from her lower half, "What the fuck is going on?"
"Seriously? You don't know what to do? You've seen movies haven't you?" the voice groaned realizing maybe the plan wasn't going to work.
"Hey," Caleb smiled as he appeared out of nowhere. He was standing beside her and clutching her hand as she yelled out in pain.
"I…I…" Hanna stuttered as a cool gush of water ran between her legs, "Oh my God. I'm having the baby!"
"What did you think was happening?" Caleb laughed as he traced the metal ring that had appeared on her left hand. He was trying to comfort her but she just tightened up instead.
"It hurts," she whimpered after the pain subsided a bit.
"What did you expect Princess?" he laughed again. How could he be cracking jokes at a time like this? Some crazy person had them held hostage and she was about to give birth.
"In case you haven't realized, I'm in the middle of labor here and that person over there is insane…" she snapped pointing in the direction of the shadows the voice had been coming from that now was lit and empty.
"Han? You ok?" Caleb asked following her perfectly painted finger to the empty corner.
"Yeah…the pain is just probably going to my head or something," she replied focusing her attention back on giving birth.
She felt like she was in some sort of dramatic soap opera. Being held hostage by a crazy stalker who killed your best friend and going into labor…yeah…that sounded perfect for a day time soap. She would have to send that to some writers or something when she got home. Soon she was breathing the weird breaths like in the movies and panting as she squeezed Caleb's hand so tight she was surprised she hadn't heard a bone snap. But it seemed like she had been pushing for hours and made no progress. The pain hurt so bad she felt like she was being ripped in half.
"This is taking forever," the sinister voice stated as the darkness reappeared.
"You try pushing a watermelon out your ass and see how easy it is," Hanna bit back as the worst contraction yet hit her.
"Tisk tisk…and I thought you would've been more cooperative. Let's see how you hard you push when Baby Daddy's life depends on it," the voice called as a black smoke stream pulled Caleb into the darkness.
"No!" Hanna called as Caleb appeared on the edge of the shadows with a knife to his throat.
"Hanna," Caleb pleaded, fear in his eyes as the knife pressed closer and closer to his skin.
"I can't…" Hanna whimpered as she collapsed against the back of the chair.
"You have to try," Caleb called again as the tiny droplets of blood began to form at the edge of the silver blade.
"It hurts!" Hanna screamed as she pushed as hard as she could.
"I know baby I know but you have to! You practiced this so many times! I know you can do it!" Caleb begged, terrified he was about to die. He watched helplessly as Hanna screeched and pushed as hard as she could.
"Oh I give up on this…" the voice from the shadows said as the knife shot through Caleb's chest.
"Caleb stay with me. You have to live!" she pleaded.
"I'm not waiting around any longer," the voice said as a hooded figure stepped out of the shadows to remove the knife from Caleb and stab into Hanna's abdomen.
Hanna cried hysterically as the hooded figure cut into her. She cried for herself, she cried for Caleb and she cried for their baby.
"Don't worry Hannakins. You'll be with your precious Caleb soon and I'll take good care of your baby," the hooded figure said as they wrapped up her now crying baby.
Hanna tried to scream but her voice caught in her throat. The figure seemed so distorted and distant. She was losing too much blood. The figure was right. She would be joining Caleb soon.
"Hi baby. I'm your Mommy now and I'm going to take good care of you," the figure cooed to the baby as they disappeared into the dark smoke and Hanna's eyes shut.
"Hanna? Wake up," Caleb said quietly as he shook Hanna carefully.
"No…can't…" she whimpered in her sleep.
"Come on Princess time to get up," he tried again.
"Hurts…" she cried as she rolled away from him.
"Hanna?" he questioned as he shook her more. She was breathing funny and scaring him.
"Hhhmmmm…" she groaned as her face tightened up. Caleb was now determined to wake her up from her nightmare.
"Hanna…please wake up," he said shaking her with more force, he was afraid he would hurt her.
"No!" she screamed as her eyes snapped open.
"Hey, you ok? You were talking in your sleep," Caleb whispered as he pushed the sticky hair from her sweaty forehead.
"Oh Caleb," she whined as she pulled herself up into his arms, "I had the worst dream. A kidnapped me and was torturing me but you came to save me. When you showed up I went into labor and I was screaming and crying and A was laughing. But then A took our baby and killed us."
"Shh…it's ok. It was just a bad dream," he said as he rubbed her back. She was obviously terrified.
"It was awful. Like one of those creepy horror movies. She just stabbed you and then cut the baby out," Hanna continued crying as she placed her hands around her stomach. Sure it was a dream but it still scared the crap out of her. The psycho had cut into her body to take her child from her. That was enough to scar anyone for life.
"I've gotta go get ready for school before your mom finds out I spent the night in here. Are you gonna be ok?" Caleb asked moving the strands of hair that had slipped from her bun out of her face.
"Yeah. Have fun at school. Love you," she smiled kissing him on the lips (she wasn't as afraid of getting him sick now).
"Love you too. Hope you feel better," he said once he pulled away and left her room, laughing to himself about the fact that they already acted like a married couple.
