||Chapter 50~Get Away||

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Don't like the pregnancy and think it's going to get shit? Keep reading.

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So, it's been about two weeks.
I had appointments with my gynecologist and turned out everything was fine with the baby. I'm 6 weeks pregnant.
I'm tired most of the time. I need to pee much more often. My back hurts. I have morning sicknesses. It's weird.
Damon makes me stay in bed most of the time and feeds me super healthy stuff and gives me some supplements my doctor insisted on.
And since I have a lot of time to think, I thought about the baby's name. I know, I know, it's still soon. But if it's a boy, I would name him Jacob or Alan or Nathan or Alexander and if it's a girl, I would name her Victoria or Rachel or Rose or Sophie.
I also know one more thing.
I can't stay here.
I thought about my time with Damon from the very beginning... let's see: he threatened me, almost drove me into a wall, hurt me, stalked me, locked me, hurt me, forced me, I got shot because of him, cheated on, and much more. My child cannot live a life with him. Maybe he wants to change, god let him, but right now this is all an act.
I learned in this very short time to love my baby, maybe I love it just as much as I love Damon, but I feel the need to protect my baby more. It's not just about me, or Damon, or our wants to and no wants to, I feel like the baby is the most important thing right now, it's my spark of hope. And I'm going to protect it.
That's why I need to get out.
Damon said it would be harder to run from him than from all abusive men in my life so I need to think it good through.
Firstly, I know the pin to his safe. The one he once put my phone and my credit card in. But remember the time when he left me apparently for 'forever' and left me a card with two million? (At the end of You're Mine) I kept it.
Secondly, I'm not taking anything with me. I'm gonna tell Damon I wanna go visit Lola and from there I'll go to the airport. So goodbye my dearest perfumes, lingerie and makeup...
Thirdly, all my devices including my iPod, phone and laptop are going to be destroyed or left here so that he could never track me down.
Fourthly, wanna know where I'm going? I'm going to frick frack snick snack Europe.
Now let's wait till he gets back from work.

||Damon's POV||
I got back from work and noticed something was off. Natalie was quieter than usually and not making any eye contact. Things between us have been really better lately, and I think she forgave me for all the crap I did.
I sat next to her on the couch and held her warm hand.
"Natalie, what's wrong?" I asked as her expression seemed quite sad and I didn't want to see her like that.
"I... I don't know." She started crying and I panicked.
"Why? What? What's wrong?"
"I think it might be those hormones playing with my moods and now I just wanna cry." She said so sadly that it was breaking my heart.
"Okay, babe. Um... would you like to eat something? Ice cream?"
"I'm actually quite lonely, Damon. I know you try your hardest and I appreciate it but can I please see my friends? Or only Lola at least? I miss her." She sobbed and run a hand through my hair.
"Are you sure you want to, babe? Are you feeling well enough?" I asked not loving the idea that she was to leave this place.
She nodded her head.
"Yeah all I do is sit around and eat. I want to see her and get some fresh air..."
I released a deep breath.
"What if something happens to you?" I asked wiping away her tears with my thumbs.
"I'll be fine. I'll call you every two hours."
"Every hour."
"Fine." She said and rolled her eyes.
I chuckled and kissed her. At first she didn't kiss back but then she did, and it made me very happy.

I drove her to Lola's and made sure she was alright and had everything with her, oh god how I hated to leave her there for the day. I kissed her forehead and then she was off. I watched how she greeted Lola with an big hug. I couldn't help but think something was off.

||Natalie's POV||
I watched through the window how Damon drove away. Goodbye Damon.

Okay. Step two.
"Lola, you need to listen very carefully." I said and noticed her confused expression.
"I'm flying to a different country today. I won't tell you where, because it's better for you to not know. I have money, I have everything, I just need you to help me get away from Damon."

"Holy mothertrucking shit shot god!" Lola exclaimed.
"You never said he was such a bastard!" She added, offended.
"I know. I'm sorry. But now I need to protect the baby and myself from him he is more possessive than ever, can you please help me?"
"Of course! God! What do you need?" Lola asked as she played with her curly blond hair.
"When he comes here, and I know he will, you need to tell him nothing. Nothing at all. But when he keeps pressing and even threatening I need you to tell him I went to my cousin Troy in Florida. Nothing else."
"I'm guessing that's now where you're going, is it?" She asked and I shook my head.
"I'm going somewhere else. Okay, I need to call him every hour which means I have about 30 minutes left before I have to call him again. Right after I call him, I'm getting a cab and going to the airport. I'm gonna leave my phone here because I bet he put a tracker in this one." I explained and she nodded her head and occasionally sighed. She was nervous. And so was I.
"Look, I know Damon is a powerful and dangerous man, I'll leave some money for you so you can move out if you want to."
"How about I'll come with you?" She asked loudly.
Lola? Coming with me?
"I mean... did you steal enough money to support us both? Lol, you stole it. You thief." She chuckled and I sighed.
"Yeah, I have more than enough. But do you really want to go?"
"Only if we're going to some bitch ass cool country in Europe."
I smiled.
"That's what I'm planning."

Lola only packed a small suitcase very quickly and she as well is leaving all the devices behind. She is actually super excited to go.
"Okay. I got everything. How much time left?" She asked nervously.
"5 minutes. The cab is already coming. Are you sure you want to come? We might never go back here."
"To hell with this city, I'm all in." Lola said with a smile and I returned a small one.
Then I heard my phone ring.

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