Chapter 9 - Nightmare

I have now firmly established that Malcom is a complete nut job! He's just staring down at me eyes glassy as ever unfazed by what he just did! I am so angry enraged seething with fury! I swim out of the pool and match up to him shoving the wet clinging locks out of my face to get a clearer view of him.On its own accord my arm folded in a tight fist levitates to knock some remorse into him.

"You fool how could you push a pregnant lady that way" I scream

"Don't you dare and I didn't push you you slipped, next time be careful I don't play with my heir "cool as always he responds whilst palming my fist in one calculated motion.

He tosses my arm to the side then begins to tread in the opposite direction.Abruptl and before my mind registers my actions I call out to him compelling him to halt in his tracks his powerful back towards me.

Foolish as it may sound and without so much as reasoning I grab hold of the slipper tossed to my left side and aim it at his head watching as it successfully strikes his back.

Turning slowly fiery eyes interlock with mine for the briefest of seconds burrowing holes into my face and no he does not look pleased. "It was too easy determining your next move your mind is like an open book Helena and that's too dangerous.ill let that one slide for your own sake.Do not act irrationally around me Helena.That's both a warning and a promise."Then he turns to look away and treads on

Some weeks later..

It's evening now but no one is in this hugehouse.

Malcom and I have been avoiding each other like the plague because for one I shut myself in my room most a times and two he completely ignores me.Iam not really complaining however.

Ive thought of escaping this bondage on several occasions. Yesterday night I tried sneaking out through the back door only for one of the men to catch me in the act.

Was planning on jumping over the hind gates since less attention is granted to them during certain times of the day as well as the night.But now thinking more rationally the act would have resulted in irreversible irreparable damage on both the baby and I

There is a wired electric fence that surrounds the premises and is attached toboth the front and hind gates so if I were to jump I'd be electrocuted real bad fried to my very death.

The only thing the bodyguard did was warn me but not in any threatening manner whatsoever.He explained that if I did want to live it was best I avoid trying to pull such stunts on Malcom especially since the fact that I was carrying his child.

I can't explain what I really felt at the time but for sure it wasn't petrification.Maybe disappointment and slight anger but not fear.

I am grateful he didn't rat me out to Malcom either because that would have given riseto the mother of all arguments between the deranged lunatic and I.

My train of thought is interrupted by Yvonne's heels clinking against tiled floors whilst she walks down the fleet of stairs and up to where I'mperched on the sofa.

I rest the novel in handagainst the velvet cushions of the seat then look up at her inquisitively.

"Yvonne where are the two men and Malcom?" The men's name were chris I figured but never called them by their name

"Oh they went to handle business dear." Suddenly the front door slides open and Malcom stumbles in firmly held by men for support.

"Yvonne get me the inhaler and my drug!"He barks then hisses between clenched teeth. I jog lightly in his direction taking in the sight of him breathing heavily

Yvonne rushes down the halls then back with the kit held firmly in her trembling palms. "Yvonne come with me.Ill need your assistance on "Yes sir "is her firm response.

Well I am not going to stand aside gawking idly so I opt to follow quietly.Once in his room larger in both width and length and of a hue different from my own.

Chris sits him gently against the bed and takes his leave. "Yvonne let me handle this.You can go and take your rest.It's already late "I finally work up the courage to voice my thoughts.

'yvonne stay back and do as I've asked." The arrogant asshole says "I can do it okay?." I don't know why but viewing him in such a frail state makes me empathize with him serves as a reminder that though he is cruel in more ways than one he is still human.

He looks up at me forehead beaded with perspiration breathes growing morebprominent by the minute then grants Kate a I help him shrug off his suite jacket unbutton his shirt all the way down taking it off with low groans and grunts

Taking deep breaths alongside his drug and inhaler I begin to clean the little bruise he had on his arm.

All this while Malcom's keenly watching intently observing my every move and completely ignoring the crippling paines supposed to be experiencing.

"There you go." "Thank you Helena, I mean that." For a moment for the briefest of seconds we sit in the comforting quiet icey-blue irisespiercing into coffee brown until I snap out of the trance and clear my throat.

"Uh goodnight Malcom"I speak resting the kit against his bedside table whilst rising from the bed to leave.

"Stay.Please stay.I won't misbehave I promise." He must be trying to fuck with my head right now.

"I can't you are Bianca's fiance" I remind him.

"Nothing is gonna happen I'll keep my hands to myself" Deeply I inhale searching his eyes his facial features for any form of deception. Only sincerity

"Fine. But try anything smart and I'll crash your balls you have my word on that."

"I'll take a bath first.Make yourself comfortable "he finalizes getting off the bed with a ghost of a smile curving on those plump inviting lips.

And in another ten minutes of only awaiting his presence he glides past thebathroom doors cleansed and in nothing but a pair of grey sweats whilst ruffling his wet strands using a towel.

He sits on the thick cosy mattress scooting over without any further words and leaving behind enough space to fit not one but two people.

Currently I am dressed in an oversized t-shirt some tiny sleeping shorts but if he wants me to lay next to him then he shouldn't mind my choice of dressing.

I switch off the main lights leaving the lamp shade's illuminations on before getting under the warm covers and gently pressing my back against his now-very-close chest. I shouldn't be here shouldn't have obliged to stay behind yet here I am pressed cozily against the enemy.

"Malcom what happened" Momentary deathly silence leaks into the room and for a second or two I am convinced he's already deep in slumber. "Attended a meeting to close an illicit but they preferred to steal the robots instead of pay for it all things got out of hand ?"Oh heavens that tone alone sends icey chills down my spine.

This man hollow and empty as he may be does have a heart. It might be tiny frail dark somewhat shattered but it's still there. For the rest of the evening we keep conversation after conversation flowing. discussing nitty gritties as ironic as it maysound and soon the fatigue catches up to me.

"Sleep helena, Do not fight it "he whispers low and soothing before planting one chastekiss against my forehead.

...

"Mom you can't leave me."

But she just did...

"Not yet mom, Please come back " It is a soft plea my forehead resting against her folded arms as I kneel next to her begging her not to go.

"Please mom "I beg in between sobs.

" I can't live this way with your father, don't worry he would take care of you" she said as she walks out the door.

"Mom moomm!"

"Malcom wake up. It's only a bad dream. Calm down please " from a distance Helena's voice calls out to me.

My eyes snap open whole body trembling beads of sweat trickling down my forehead.

Helena combs her fingers gently through my hair massaging smoothing feeling whilst she embraces me whispering lowly into my ear. Her palms smooth my back before her body pulls away her concerned eyes now clashing with mine.

Our foreheads press softly as she works to rest one of her palms against my chest. "Breath with me okay? In out. In out.One last time. In out.There we go you're doing great. You'd just suffered an anxiety attack. Do you want to tell me what you saw?"

"I'm fine Helena. Thank you."

She only nods her head in comprehension and I appreciate that she doesn't nudge or pester for answers. I don't want to speak of my past receive sympathy from another no use wailing over spilt milk. I've already revealed enough vulnerability as it is.

"You need some water Malcom?"

"Yes that would be great."

She pours me a glass of water and I down the whole drink all at once.

"Thank you " my mouth speaks before my mind can register while I hand her the glass.

It's only three in the morning and Helena needs to rest because of her condition.

She's been up and running for most part of the night and I detest that I am somewhat a baggage to her.

Yawning she pads towards the bed and lays down next to me her back pressing against my chest. I wrap an arm around her narrow waist drawing her closer thankful that she doesn't protest.

I let my body take comfort find solace in hers. Maybe it's wrong maybe I'm wrong for pulling her to me but in this moment to me it feels right. I know she is fighting sleep battling to stay awake but why?

"Sleep Helena"

"I sleep when I'm sure you are asleep Malcom."

Ah what can I say. The girl's stubborn a feisty little thing and that to me is sexy. She is not scared to stand up for herself stand up for her beliefs is ready to put up a spirited fight even though she's fully aware that she'll lose she's not one to reveal weakness. She's gone through hell that I can tell and that's what makes her stronger than most females I've encountered key word being 'most'.

"I'm sorry helena"

"About what?"

"For strangling you the way I did. I shouldn't have " I strain to confess an unfamiliar pang settling deep within my chest utterly combusting me.

Guilt? I never feel guilty about anything so how come?

"Don't worry Malcom. I'd rather we forget about it if at all you do value your life. Now sleep Goodnight."

I am well aware that she's wished me a tormenting death after our encounter but I'm almost certain she'd never taint her hands with my blood.

I let out a long breathe shutting my eyes momentarily and soon I'm actually drifting into slumber.