Chapter 4

A month later, Jesse had gotten a fake ID for her. He had sold his car and they had taken a bus to another state. He had tied her up every time he left and duct-taped her mouth. He wouldn't stay gone long but she had tried everything to get out of the ropes each time. He hadn't beat on her like he did the first time. 

     

    He would come for her and she would struggle but all he would do was slap her around or choke her almost to the point of passing out. She tried to refuse to eat but he made her. When she had missed her period, she thought it was due to the stress. Now, she was worried it was because of something else. 

    She bit her lip as she thought about the possibility of being pregnant. Had this monster gotten her pregnant? She looked over where he was sitting on the couch in the small cabin he had rented. She had learned not to speak because that turned his attention to her and she didn't like it when he was looking at her. He came for her then.

    But she had to know the truth. It was going to gnaw away at her if she didn't. What was she going to do if she was pregnant? And what if she was pregnant by Kevin? They hadn't used protection when they were together. If it belonged to Kevin then there was a possibility of Jesse hurting the baby. But could she keep the baby if it belonged to the monster? Would he allow her to keep it? Or would he beat her so badly that she lost it? She finally cleared her throat to get his attention. She cringed when he looked at her.

    "What?" he asked.

    "I, um, I missed my period," Renee said.

    "So? What do you want me to do about it?"

    "I'm usually pretty regular. I, I need a pre-pregnancy test," Renee stammered.

    Jesse looked at her for a few minutes and then stood up. He walked over to her and she shrank back, pushing her back into the chair as far as she could. He leaned down and untied the ropes. He stood her up and turned her towards the door.

    "I'll take you to get one. While we're there, get some hair dye. If I have to take you out, then you have to look different at least."

    Renee tried to relax but she couldn't. He had a death grip on her arm as he led her out of the cabin and to the car he had recently bought. She seriously thought about screaming her lungs out but what good would that do? They were in a remote location. So, instead, she allowed him to put her in the car.

    Once they were at the store, Jesse wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to his side so they just looked like a regular couple. She tensed up when she felt a blade running along his hand and down his arm, pressing into her stomach. If she was pregnant and he stabbed her, the baby wouldn't survive. 

    "Remember, nothing stupid. Maybe if you act right, I'll take you out again sometime," Jesse said.

    Renee could care less if he took her back out. She hated him and hated him touching her. They walked over to the hair products and he picked up some black hair dye. He was going to try to cover up her red hair. Her skin was too pale to pull off black hair. Everyone would know it wasn’t real. But, that didn’t matter to him. He didn’t care about her. He was only keeping her because he was a sick, sadistic bastard. 

    After Jesse had the hair dye he wanted, he moved them along until he found the aisle with the pregnancy tests. He picked one up and then picked up another brand. He handed them to her and they walked to the counter. They set the stuff down and Jesse got his wallet out and paid for everything. She picked up the bag and they walked out. He opened the door for her and she got in. 

    He tucked the knife by his side and got into the car. They drove back to the cabin in silence. He opened her door and yanked her out of the car. He drug her back into the cabin and to the bathroom. She still had the bag in her hand. He took it and took the pregnancy tests out. He handed them to her and she just looked at him. Was he actually expecting her to pee on them right in front of him?

    “What are you waiting for?” Jesse asked.

    “For one, I don’t have to pee right now. For another, there is no way I’m peeing on those things with you standing here. If you truly intend to keep me hostage, you are going to have to slack up on this watch everything I do crap. If I am truly pregnant, I’m not going to do anything to harm my baby. You have kept me tied up for over a month. I can only be untied when I have to go to the bathroom or you allow me to eat or drink something. My wrists and ankles are raw and hurting. I need some relief. I can’t even sleep because you have me tied to the bed so I can’t move. I’m too tired to even try to run. Either kill me or give me some type of space.”

    “Who the hell do you think you’re talking to? You don’t get to make demands. You do what I say.”

    “Whatever. I’m beyond caring what you think or say. You have beaten and raped me every day, several times a day. My life isn’t worth a damn anyway so maybe if I piss you off enough, you’ll just go ahead and kill me,” Renee said and leaned against the sink. 

    “No, I’m not going to kill you. Keeping you is a lot more fun. You’re feisty and I love it. Killing Kevin would control you better. If you are pregnant, I won’t put my hands on you anymore, but you will have to get with the program on the sex. I’ll leave you untied as long as you don’t try anything. I want my baby to be healthy.”

    “So, let me get this straight. Apparently, my attitude problem is a turn on for you. And you won’t beat me but you expect me to willingly have sex with you? You really are crazy. I’m not going to willingly give my body to you. I’m not turned on by you. I hate you. I hate it when you touch me. It makes me cringe. I feel like I’m dying inside every time you rape me. I’ll never willingly give myself to you. As for being untied, I already told you I won’t do anything to harm my baby. It disgusts me to think you got me pregnant but it’s still my baby.”