Chapter 2
Once Anthony was gone, Daniel had decided to file for divorce without letting me know about it. So while I was at home cleaning and feeding him, the paper work was being processed until I finally got a letter in the mail telling me I was now a divorced woman.
When the letter was in my hands, I crumpled it into a ball and rushed over to Daniel sitting in the kitchen and threw it to his face.
It angered me that he was the one to file the divorce instead of me being the one to move in first.
I had shouted at him for screwing me over like a wretch when I didn't deserve to be treated so lowly.
But all he had said was for me to pack my things up and leave the house permanently.
I had no say or else he'd call the police on me and have me put in jail. I couldn't let myself get out of control or else I'd never be able to see my son for years.
It was already hard enough knowing he wasn't in my arms right now.
As Daniel had a grim smile on his face, I just shouted at him, "Fine! Do what you want you…"
"I wouldn't say anything if I were you," was all he said before I had turned around and started walking towards my room to pack my things up for a bumpy road ahead.
"I hate him so much!" I mumbled to myself as I grabbed my suitcases and packed my things inside.
But as I was packing, "I really wish you wouldn't act like such a pathetic woman over this," he said before he stepped inside and pulled my wrist towards his chest. "You should've listened to me and not to that other bastard whose child you bore!" he shouted in my ear, but I wasn't staring back.
As he shouted though, I noticed he was starting to tighten his grip around my wrist and it started to ache and go numb.
"Please let go of my wrist now," I asked calmly but he refused to.
"You told me to leave, and that's exactly what I was doing so why aren't you letting me go Daniel…" I asked. This time I turned to face him, and his expression was one of sadness.
"Why do you look so sad Daniel, I thought this was what you wanted?" I said but he still stayed quiet, and looked away from my face, and stared at the window.
I was beginning to get irritated from his little game, and was about to struggle against him again before he mumbled, "Why couldn't Anthony have been my child? Why do you hate me so much, when I didn't do anything wrong to you…"
This ticked me off big time, "You were always fooling around with whores while I stayed home alone everyday waiting for you to come back! I tried being a good wife to you but you never even once told me you cared or loved me and you acted like a stranger even when you were home!" I shouted at him, "I'm tired of the way you act and the reason Anthony isn't your son is because I had him with the person I fell in love with and not with you! You even took him away from me when he could be with us right now! I thought even you would have a heart to keep him here instead of abroad but no you're just one sick bastard and that's why I hate you!"
Tears had escaped, but the stress was just too much for me to handle.
All I could do was cry while he stared at me.
"Look all you want because I just don't care anymore especially since you won't see this face any longer," I whispered to him while staring at the ground.
"I never thought you loved or cared about me either that's why I was always out. I thought you were another woman who just wanted my money and not my love. I'm sorry. I'm truly deeply sorry for what I've done…" He said as he kneeled down to my level and lifted my chin up to get a good view of him.
He gazed into my eyes and mumbled, "I'm lonely without you, and that's the honest truth."
"Every time you were home, I felt happy hearing you say "Welcome home" and cooking for me. It made me angry that you met someone else and even had his child. It wasn't fair that he had a better chance than I ever had with you. I never meant for him to…" He stopped talking and went silent.
But I caught onto what he said, "What do you mean you never meant for him to what to die?"
He avoided looking straight at me and stayed quiet.
Everything finally clicked together.
"You had him killed" I whispered. "You're probably the only person who would've held a grudge against him, you knew I was pregnant, and you knew I loved him."
He looked at me in horror. I suddenly got up and pushed him away from me. I ran for the door but he pulled my hand and threw me to the bed.
"You're not going anywhere you hear me!" He shouted at me while I tried pushing him off but he held me hands down and was on top of me so my legs wouldn't be able to help me.
"Let me go Daniel!" I screamed, but he suddenly covered my mouth with his.
And he began to leave a trail of kisses down my neck before he bit down onto my skin.
I screamed but he wouldn't let go until I quieted and listened to him.
I only listened till I met my limit. I wouldn't listen so he slapped me, but I still wouldn't budge.
I screamed again and this time it took him by surprise so I had a chance and I punched him in the face which distracted him.
I got off the bed and ran as hard as I could to the door but stopped momentarily to grab Anthony's photo and ran down stairs.
"Get back here!" Daniel shouted, but I was already closing the door before I could hear what else he had to say.
I decided to run until I reached a café that was packed with people so he wouldn't find me. It was a good distance away that his men would take a while to drive down here.
But once I stepped into the café, it really was super crowded with people ordering so I decided to go to the very back and make a phone call to a hotel that I remembered seeing when Daniel and me first moved here that was near the airport. Thankfully I remembered the number and made a reservation for a room and called for a taxi to pick me up.
Before I had left the house I made sure to have some cash in my pockets before leaving or else I would've never been able to escape from Daniel's clutches.
Thankfully the taxi arrived about 10 minutes later, so I was on my way to the hotel, while on the road I saw the ocean close by and it looked beautiful with the sun setting.
While gazing at the colorful clouds, we were almost close to the hotel by now and once we finally arrived I paid the driver and stepped out.
The cold breeze smothered me, I forgot to bring a sweater, and filled me with goose bumps.
I jogged into the hotel lobby and checked in.
A bell boy was assigned to me and led me to my room in the 3rd floor. He introduced himself as Mikael Switzer, he looked around 6 feet tall and had a good build. Light brown wavy hair, tied back, and gorgeous brown eyes.
I love the weird feeling you get when an elevator goes up, it makes me ticklish.
Once Mikael led me to the door of my room he said, "If you need any assistance please call me on speed dial on the phone." He bowed before he walked away.
"Thank you very much " I said aloud so he'd hear me.
He merely waved his hand before disappearing into the elevator.
"Finally peace…" I mumbled as I opened the door and found a comfy bed in plain sight.
I took off my shoes before I lay down on the bed and hugged a pillow for comfort.
In a muffled tone I said, "Today's been such a long day."
Then a knock was at the door. I straightened up before I walked over and looked into the little hole in the door to check who it was.
I gasped silently to myself when I saw Daniel standing right there with his men beside him wearing black and gray. The door was the only thing standing in our way.
Quickly I decided to change the sound of my voice into a deep one so he'd think it was someone else.
"Who is it?" I questioned him.
He replied saying, "I know you're in there Alexis. Get out this minute."
"Sir I assure you there is no Alexis here, now leave before I call for assistance" I attempted to threaten him.
"Fine, have it your way Alexis, since you won't come out I'll come in." Daniel replied.
I felt a cold chill go down my spine and decided to back up against the wall and try to hide in the bathroom. I hid myself under the sink part, but I suddenly heard something break on the door and heard footsteps coming in.
Instantly I knew I was a goner.
"So much for peace…" I thought.
"Where the heck did she go? Find her now!" Daniel commanded his men.
"Have you checked under the sink?" another guy asked.
As I closed my eyes tightly knowing I'd be found, it still surprised me when the little doors opened up letting light come in instantly.
"Boss we found her" said the guy with short brown hair as he pulled me out by my arm.
"Let go of me you bastard!" I yelled at him as I tried to kick him but failed miserably.
I only caught a glimpse of Daniel's grim smile before he said, "Take her to the car."
"No!" I shouted at him, "Why don't you leave me alone!"
Suddenly being dragged backwards by his men, I noticed Daniel motioned them to stop.
"Crap" I thought. As soon as he walked up to my face, he suddenly slapped me right across my face.
"Just shut up!" He angrily spoke to me.
"Not until you tell me why you won't leave me alone…" I mumbled back at him as he stared down at me.
He chuckled before he used his hand to tilt my chin up, "How 'bout I show you rather than tell you…"
Suddenly it all clicked so I quickly said, "Never mind I'll just go along."
"Much better, but not good enough of a response," He said before he told his men to continue to take me to the car.
Once he noticed people would call the cops if they saw this situation he decided to hold my hand along with his men walking around us to the car.
But as soon as I stepped inside the car, Daniel automatically locked the doors and cuffed my hands and ankles to the seat in the middle row with black tinted windows surrounding us.
"No!" I screamed before he pressed his lips against mine. I bit him before he could continue to hold me back but he hit me again.
"You better listen or something bad can happen to Anthony," he threatened me.
I suddenly said, "How could you bring yourself to do something to Anthony when you're like his father."
"It's simple. He's not mine," Daniel said with a cold tone.
Before I could say anything else, he grabbed my shoulder and ripped one of my straps off; he popped the buttons off my shirt. In a muffled tone I tried to scream but he wouldn't budge.
Slowly my clothes were beginning to pile up on the floor of the car. With our bodies radiating heat, I didn't feel cold but the pain was still there. I felt so ashamed of myself for letting this get so out of hand. I wished Charlie was still beside me, but I knew that wouldn't happen.
Eventually Daniel grew tired of me and finally left me alone to change before going on the road to his house.
"Do you feel any pain?" He asked me while on the car ride back.
I only groaned, "Obviously."
"Well you shouldn't have been so stupid enough to annoy me."
"I blame you first. That's that."
"Whatever, you just better prepare yourself for when we get home."
"What are you talking about?"
"You couldn't have actually thought we'd stop right there. We're going to pick up where we left off back at the hotel. Just be ready." He said without looking at me.
"You know, you're such an A-Hole" I mumbled. He chuckled.