Evelyn
He had left after we had sex. Lots of sex.
As always, I loved every part of it. Every moment. Every nip, every kiss, every thrust, every rub against skin to skin. And the way it left me smelling nothing but like him. The pure scent of Jacob Adriano, the smell of his presence, the scent of his breath and the beautiful smell of that shampoo he uses.
Argh! I loved that man.
I’d probably love him more tomorrow. A little more the next day. And then again more the following day.
It’d go like this.
Forever.
But now, no matter how much I loved my man and how strictly he’d told me not to step out of the apartment alone, I couldn’t help but feel the itch of the open breezes against my skin. I wanted to go out and pretend that I was safe and not scared even if I wasn’t. But I also knew I’d be risking my baby’s health and mine if I happened to be caught anywhere near that Tyler named monster whom I could feel everywhere these days. Worse, sometimes even in my dreams.
So, I knew that I’d stay at a crowded space.
I’d stick to a crowded cafe. Yes, it’ll be safe and if I come back home safely, he wouldn’t even be mad. Maybe just a little bit, but he wouldn’t be able to stay mad forever. The highest he could stay mad at for, would be just an hour.
Smiling at the thought, I picked my phone and shot Bianca a text, “Be there at La Dolce Vita, I am coming.”
Her text came almost instantly, “Girlie, got rid of the old man?”
“Hey! He’s not an old man-he’s my man, a handsome one at that. So, stop trying to belittle my fiance and just come to the cafe.”
“Okay, Bossy. I will be there before you.” I could almost imagine her classic eye roll from the text.
“Better be.”
I hopped off the bed, and put on my clothes on and even took a minute to do my makeup and hair. Nothing special, just a loose fitted dress, a pair of comfy snickers, a messy hairstyle and some concealer and lipgloss. But hey, that also took a lot of work given these days I literally had no energy to anything.
Within the next half an hour, I was out of our apartment, locking it right so that the chances of that bastard sneaking into our apartment whilst both of us were gone would be thin. However just the thought of him doing that, being there behind there, in the closet with a knife waiting for me scared the life out of me.
I couldn’t even imagine him being anywhere near me.
It was horrifying.
I shrugged the feeling off and just decided to relax and feel like just another pregnant woman, with a lovely fiance, lovely family and no more issues than swollen feet and puffy face. And for a moment, I almost realized how nice it’d have been if Tyler wasn’t there like a shadow.
I called a cab after getting out of the apartment building and then, I hopped into the cab, telling the driver the location who did nothing but just nodded, his face hidden beneath that grey cap he was wearing.
And then getting inside the cab, I called Bianca.
She picked up and I didn’t give her the chance to speak, “Well! I am already in the Cab, honey,” I let out, “Don’t tell me you are still choosing your outfit.”
She let out a chuckle before I heard a sudden horn, “Heard that? I am on the way. Can’t let you be alone even for a second when that’s creep is probably waiting for a chance to get near you.”
As scared as I was, I smiled-I was grateful to be surrounded with so many people around me who loved me and cared for me. And a part of me ached. So many women out there had to go by their pregnancy alone, no? They didn’t have Jacob to massage their swollen feet, didn’t have dad to call everyday and Clara to suggest everything possibly healthy, Bianca to hang out with and Enzo and Rosaline to come by every week.
“I am so grateful to have you guys,” I spoke, unable to hold back, “You guys are, ah! everything!”
“Okay okay, don’t get emotional now,” Bianca teased even though I knew she was just trying to light my mood up, “Come there quicker and share your location so I can keep a track on you. Can’t risk anyone taking you away with our little gem.”
“Okay, I will send you the location right away-” I halted as I watched the cab pass the cafe through the window.
“Sir, we have just passed the cafe,” I informed him quickly so that he could realize however, the speed of the cab just increased.
Maybe he didn’t hear me.
“Sir, I am talking to you. We have moved way past the cafe, the cafe’s back there,” I spoke again, louder this time, “Please turn around-”
“Evelyn, what’s happening?” Bianca panicked voice made it through the phone however before I could speak, the man, the Cab driver pulled his cap off and looked at me.
And it left me frozen on the spot.
“Well, seems like you are not going to the cafe anymore, Belladona,” He smiled, wickedly, as he pulled out a knife from the front camber and waved it infront of my face, “Remember?” I stared at the knife then at him-the words he’d let out hat day infront of our apartment came banging against my eardrums and my heartbeats fastened. I heard Bianca’s continuous questions and panicked rambling.
“Tyler…” His name fell off of my lips on its own, in terror and a gasp slipped past Bianca’s lips.
“No! No! No!” I heard her repeat, “Evelyn, hurry up send me your location.”
In a hurry I grabbed her phone, trying to do what she’d said however the next second, Tyler snatched the phone off of my hand and in the process of doing so, he intentionally let the knife drag over the back of my hand leaving the skin cut and bleeding.
I gasped, pulling my hand away and staring at it in horror as I saw the blood.
What do I do?! What do I do?!
I saw his eyes flicker at the cut and then at my face and for a second I saw hesitancy and something strange flashing in them before he turned around, back to driving the cab, and staring at me through the front view mirror, “Well, you bleed well, Belladona,” He smiled at me, that seemed rather forced, “Let’s see how much you bleed when I cut you open.”
And the next thing I knew, I started banging against the doors of the car, crying and sobbing in fear and hoping Jacob would open the door all of a sudden and tell me it was all just a nightmare. Expect, it wasn’t.