I'm back with the conclusion of my new story! After this, I'm gonna finish up my other stories before I start any more. It's been a while so I hope you enjoy!
Enjoy and happy reading!
Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!
X
I was beginning to lose my mind. Here I was, confined inside a cage in my house by my very own husband Adam!
How could this happen? All I wanted was a divorce so I could move on with my life. Three years of my life have been nothing but pure hell. I knew Adam had behavioral problems before we got married but I never thought in my wildest dreams he would take his actions to the extreme.
My thoughts shifted to my beautiful baby girl, Michelle Marie Helmsley. My heart leaped with joy because she was my reason for living. I'm so glad I didn't tell my husband about my daughter-a baby that I conceived with the man I really wanted to marry, Hunter Hearst Helmsley. Up until today, I was so happy because after we made love again, he asked me to marry him.
I was feeling dizzy so I sat down by a nearby corner and hugged myself tight, feeling chills going through my body. I was starving to death and my muscles began to ache with pain. I just hope Adam would feed me some food so that I wouldn't die from malnutrition. He'd owe me that, at least.
"How's my lovely wife doing?" Adam asked when he came downstairs.
"I'm hungry," was all I said.
"Are we? It just so happens, I have some food upstairs. But, you're not getting anything." he pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Why couldn't you be just a good wife, Ames, huh? Your big mouth cost me three years in the slammer and caused me to lose everything. I lost my job, my friends, my family and my self-respect! While you were gone, I decided to build this cage and nail these windows shut so you won't escape from me," Adam declared.
"Why are you doing this?" I was losing my voice.
He glared at me. "Why? Why? You destroyed my life and disrespected me feelings, Ames. While I was in prison, all I could think about was how my wife could betray me like this? You should've kept your mouth shut, baby girl."
"You disrespected me feelings, too, Adam. You broke my heart when you punched me in my face. And, about you going to prison for what you did? That was your own doing, wasn't it? You brought this all on yourself and realized it was gonna come back and bite you in the ass!" I exclaimed.
"So why did you marry me then? Why did you decide to marry me even after all that?" Adam asked sternly.
"Whether you believe me or not, I loved you. I really thought you were the man for me and I really wanted to start a family with you. But, no, you just had to screw it all up when you put your hands on me. And, when you attacked me so badly that night, that was the last straw. Your cowardly antics got your narrow ass locked up!" I exclaimed again.
Adam looked at me with those cold brown eyes of his and balled his hands up into tight fists.
"Don't look at me like that, honey. You know, as well I know, it's not my fault. The only person you should be blaming around here is yourself. You putting your filthy hands on me was your fault. You calling me disgusting names was your own fault. All of the vile things you had done to me was your own fault, including you locking me up in this damned cage!" I screamed.
Adam ripped the cage wide open, causing me to hover over in the corner farther to protect myself. He grabbed me roughly by my arms and lifted me up violently just so I can look at him. His eyes were filled with such a rage that I have never seen before!
"You tell me right now! I want you to say that you're not gonna leave me! I need you to say the words, Amy!" Adam shouted.
"What part of 'I want a divorce' don't you understand? I don't wanna be with you anymore!" I exclaimed for the third time.
His punch to my face was his response. I fell on the concrete floor and bumped my head against the edge of the chair. Tears started falling from my eyes when Adam hovered over my body and grabbed a fistful of my long red hair. He then began dragging me around the basement, causing me to bump against sharp objects and hard wood.
"Adam, please, stop it!" I pleaded desperately.
"Amy, please, stop begging me! I wouldn't even do this if you just had said you were not leaving me!" Adam exclaimed.
I had seconds. Suddenly, I had the strength to escape from my husband so I kicked him right in his balls very hard. Adam squealed loudly and fell on the floor. Without a second to lose, I ran upstairs to the kitchen and locked the basement door behind me.
The first thing I did was to eat some of the food he had bought. I was so hungry that I could eat a horse. While I was eating, I was able to regain my composure and called the police. Then I called my fiancé.
"Amy, what the hell happened to you? I was worried sick!" Hunter yelled over the phone.
"My husband had me locked up in a cage. He found out about the divorce proceedings through my lawyer and he just gone off the deep end," I explained.
"Are you okay, baby? Did he hurt you at all?" he sounded concerned.
"I'm roughed up a bit but I'm okay. How's my baby girl doing?" I asked, a smile spread across my face.
"Michelle's doing all right, baby. When are you coming back home?" Hunter sounded like he was crying.
"As soon as possible. I love you," I declared.
"I love you, too, baby girl. Come home soon," Hunter demanded.
X
Three hours later, police cars surrounded my house and people were standing nearby as I answered some questions from two police officers. Adam glared at me while he was being led away in handcuffs.
"Have you been checked out by a doctor, Miss?" one of the officers asked me.
"My husband wouldn't let me get any medical attention. He ripped the phone off of the jack so I couldn't use it," I explained.
"Well, you don't have to worry about your husband anymore. Why don't you go to the hospital and get checked out? You can finally move on with your life and be happy. You're truly a brave and courageous woman," the other officer declared with a slight smile.
X
Twenty minutes later, I was at the hospital. My doctor checked me over, which didn't take too long, so while she went to get the results, I turned on the tube to watch the 6:00 news. To my surprise, my incident with Adam made the top story. What was even more shocking was how horrible I looked on television.
"You looked great, Amy," Dr. Patricia Stratus said out of the blue.
"Please. My hair was a complete mess and my face looked like I had about 25 plastic surgeries," I scorned.
"Did your husband ever told you that?" she asked.
"I'm not gonna answer that, doc. I'm just gonna say he said a lot of not-so-nice things to me," I declared.
"I'll just drop the subject then. I went over your physical exam and it seem you only have minor injuries, Amy. I'm gonna write out a prescription for painkillers so you can heal your sore muscles," Patricia explained as she wrote some information down on a notepad.
"Doc, while I was locked up in that cage, I got real dizzy and experienced some mood swings. Can you verify that?" I asked with curiosity.
"Actually, while I examen you, I discovered something else in your results," she said.
"Which is?" I was on the edge of my seat.
"Let me say this in the simplest form possible: you're pregnant," she declared.
"What!" I yelled.
"The results indicated you're already three weeks along in your pregnancy. Do you remember how it happened?" Patricia asked.
Suddenly it all made sense. Hunter and I hooked up again two weeks ago when I went to see Michelle, the day before Adam locked me up. Tears fell from my eyes, not because I was horrified, but because I was truly happy. My daughter was gonna be a big sister and I was gonna be a mother again.
"I take it this is good news, Ames?" Trish asked, smiling.
I grinned from ear to ear. "It's very good, Trish. Michelle's gonna be a big sister."
"How's your daughter, by the way? The last time she was here, her father was here with her," she said.
"Michelle's fine. As for Hunter, he and I will be getting married as soon as my divorce to Adam is finalized," I declared, smiling.
Trish placed her hand on my shoulder. "Ames, I just wanna say I commend you for leaving the bastard. Let's face it, honey, Adam was not the man for you."
"Tell me about it," I agreed.
"I'm serious, Amy. Too many women in abusive relationships are ending up dead. Some men can't handle rejection so they make sure no one else gets involved," Trish reminded me.
I smiled at her. "I'm just glad I'm still alive."
X
A lot has happened over a course of a year and a half. It turned out Adam was never released from prison. He had every intention of killing me so he had some help to break out and seek his revenge against me. If it weren't for me kicking him in his testicles and locking him downstairs in the basement, Adam would've succeeded in taking me out once and for all.
Hunter and Michelle were excited as hell when I told them I was pregnant. Six months later, our little bundle of joy, Amerie Joy Helmsley was introduced to the world. All three of us was truly blessed.
For the first time in my life, I was truly free. With now my ex-husband behind bars for good, I was able to divorce him without any more problems. When our divorce was declared final six months later, Hunter and I quickly took the opportunity to plan our wedding.
We have our own home now. Since living in California, Hunter, myself and our young daughters' lives have been truly blessed. Wrapped in the warm cocoon in my husband's arms while we were making sweet love, I was truly happy with the life I was living.
Never again will I be trapped in my own house!
The end!
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