Her stomach burned. Her head was pounding. She felt like she was having a hangover. But Calleigh knew she didn't have anything to drink, the baby was everything to her. 'The BABY!' Calleigh reached down to her abdomen and felt warm liquid and some hardness on her stomach. She snapped her eyes opened but she immediately had to close them as the light made her eyes burn. She felt pain in every part of her body. She couldn't remember what happened, when finally it hit her, flashes of the kiss with Peter, Eric seeing them, her crying on the floor, Peter and her fighting over the gun, her getting shot, then again being knocked again by Peter. 'What was he putting in the trunk of the car?' Calleigh's head was pounding so hard that she tried to reach for her pressure points on her forehead to try and relieve the pressure but she soon found that she couldn't move her hands. She looked up at her hands and nearly panicked as she saw the bonds holding her hands down.
She looked around that room and groaned. Her eyes were flashing everywhere as she tried to figure out where she was. Her chest felt constricted, her eyes were burning, and her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she couldn't breathe. She felt herself fading into the darkness that was the recesses of her mind. She heard her name but she couldn't register the voice. She tried to listen to the voice; she tried to hold on to the strength that it was giving her. She recognized that voice. Her mind clicked before she fully understood. 'ERIC!'
Eric groaned. He swore to himself silently. He should've made sure that Peter was dead so he could actually feel guilty about it. It's better he'd be haunted by the blood of a dead man on his hands than the safety of the woman he loved and his child in the hands of the man he supposedly thought was dead but wasn't so that means he didn't have to feel guilty because he didn't killed him but he should have been killed so they would be safe but… Eric shook his head. He was giving himself a migraine. It was killing him to know that he was in this situation. He wanted to scream out but the thought better of it. He needed to get both he and Calleigh out of here. He needed to save her. He pulled at the restraints and focused on getting loose when he heard the thrashing on the bed. He looked over and saw that panicked look on Calleigh's face. He saw her eyes rolling into her head and he knew she was falling into a dark place from shock and fear. He called out her name. "Calleigh, come on Calleigh. Stay with me. Don't panic, everything is going to be okay. Calleigh, baby I'm right here, stay calm for me, stay calm for the baby." After that it appeared that she was beginning to calm down and still. He breathed a sigh of relief when the door flung opened and angry Peter Elliott burst through the door. It looked he didn't even realize that Eric was in the room as he walked toward Calleigh in a possessive manner.
Calleigh was beginning to calm down when she heard she had to calm down for her child. Their child, she had to stay calm for their child. She started to still when the door burst open and Peter walked in looking very angry. Calleigh could feel the panic boiling up from her stomach. She was scared and she knew she was in a lot of trouble. She tried at her bonds again when she saw the hungry and crazy look in Peter's eyes. She screamed when he climbed on her and started touching her body. "Please, Please stop." She cried when she heard Eric pleading beside her, begging Peter to let her go. He looked angrier than before and swung out and slapped her hard against the side of her face. She quieted immediately quieted. She stared as he ripped her shirt from her body and started to kiss her, avoiding her teeth so she wouldn't bite him. "Please Peter, if you're in there, please don't hurt me." She whimpered.
Peter looked like he was going to cry at her words when she said them and she thought that she had broken through. "I would never hurt you Calleigh." He climbed off the bed slowly and looked at her lovingly. "I love you. And I know you love me too."
Calleigh started shaking her head. "No Peter, I don't love you. I love Eric. I'm sorry." Calleigh winced at the anger that flared in his eyes. "NO! YOU LOVE ME! I will make you love me Calleigh. You will love me Calleigh. And he," he pointed at Eric in the corner, "will watch and see every moment of you making love to me."
Eric panicked, this wasn't good.
Hey calleighsthebest, great minds think a lot. P.S. My next chappie has a little inspiration from your story but with a little twist. HaHa.
