LOGINHarper I hit the ground on the other side wrong, ankle twisting sharp under me with this pop that makes me yelp “fuck fuck fuck” loud enough that a couple birds scatter, and I’m hobbling there cursing Elias for every single thing he’s ever done to my body when this girl comes running up from the parking lot edge, all wide-eyed and helpful like she’s been waiting for drama. “Harper? Oh my god, are you okay? That looked bad, here let me…” It’s Lauren, the kind one from my old psych class who always shared notes and smiled too much, and I don’t trust her for shit because what if Elias planted her, what if this is another spy like Sophia, but my ankle is throbbing and I’m already late on my window so I snap, “Back off, Lauren, I don’t need a babysitter, I’m fine, go study or whatever normal people do.” She doesn’t listen, just kneels right there ignoring my glare and pulls a little first-aid kit from her bag like some girl-scout psycho, wrapping my ankle quick and tight while she babble
Harper I wake up with Elias’s arm heavy across my belly like he’s claiming the baby and me all over again, and my head is already spinning from last night’s shower bombshell because seriously who drops “I’ve been stalking you since you were fourteen and oh yeah I crippled your exes too” right after making you squirt in a murder cleanup and expects you to just snuggle back to sleep like it’s pillow talk. I lie there pretending my breathing is even while my mind races a million miles an hour thinking about that file in the sock drawer and how I barely skimmed it last night before he pulled me into bed, and I know I have to get back in there without him noticing or I’m screwed, Sophia died for nothing, and this baby is kicking like it knows I’m plotting an escape route. Elias stirs beside me, his voice all sleepy and soft like he didn’t just admit to murder over my nipples last night, and he murmurs, “Morning, my good wife. How’s our little one? You sleep okay after everything?” I forc
Harper “I had to Harper, he was going to hurt you bad and I wasn’t going to let that happen, I know everything about you, even the stuff with your dad, how he used to maltreat you and your siblings even though he had all that money, I almost stepped in there too but” and I cut him off fast because my stomach drops and I’m thinking what if he had something to do with dad too what if he caused all that mess just to swoop in and play hero and I shove the thought down deep because if that’s true, I’ll kill myself right here in this shower I swear and I can’t even process it all my head is spinning too fast and I snap “don’t you dare bring my dad into this, I don’t want to hear it I can’t assimilate any of this, you’re telling me you’ve been ruining lives for me since I was a kid and expecting me to what thank you and spread my legs” he sighs “you will thank me one day when our baby is here and you’re safe and happy I promise”.I’m a mess now crying and moaning and laughing that crazy lau
Harper I’m panting between moans and tears and I manage to choke out “how are you not even wincing, that knife was in your chest twice and you’re in here playing with me like nothing happened” he shrugs one shoulder still fingering me steady and says “pain is temporary Harper, but losing you isn't, I’ve felt worse than this, the day you almost got away from me remember and besides, I need to feel you close right now after you tried to stab me, it’s my way of reminding you who you belong to” then he curls his fingers just right hitting that spot that makes stars pop behind my eyes and I moan loud enough that it bounces off the walls, I’m so mad at myself for it I’m yelling “fuck you Elias fuck you for making me feel this when I want to kill you” he just keeps going thumb on my clit now and his mouth is on my neck sucking a mark and he murmurs “that’s it, let me hear you and our baby is probably loving this too all that endorphin rush, it's good for development” I laugh this brok
Harper..Elias doesn’t even wait for me to stop shaking on the floor, he just reaches down and hooks his fingers under the hem of my bloody shirt and yanks it up over my head in one quick motion, like we’re late for some normal date night and I’m still holding the knife handle even though he already pulled it out of his own chest twice now and I’m gasping “what the hell are you doing put that back on I’m not doing this with you right now” but he just tosses the shirt in the corner and his voice is all low and soft like he’s talking to a kid who scraped her knee “shower first Harper, you’re covered in Sophia’s blood and mine and I don’t want our baby swimming in that mess come on arms up” I try to slap his hands away but he’s already undoing my jeans and sliding them down my legs along with my underwear and I’m naked before I can even finish yelling, “don’t you dare touch me you just killed her you sick bastard and now you want shower time like we’re some happy couple” but he’s alrea
Harper.. I’m still holding the knife in his chest He’s still talking while the knife is in his chest and I’m struggling to breathe and I snap back “you’re disgusting, you watched me that young and planned all this, you’re a monster. I found the files already and I know you know that, but saying it likes it nothing makes you even more disgusting” he laughs this low laugh that makes my skin crawl and goes “we’re married now Harper, you’ll bear our kids, I’ll even let you keep studying law so you can defend me if any trace ever leads back to me, that’s how much I love you” and he turns his head a little and calls out “Viktor dispose of Sophia’s body make it clean” and this big guy I’ve seen around the house steps in from the shadows and starts dragging Sophia away without a word, and I’m still on the floor now because my legs gave out and Elias looks down at me and says “get up Harper, sitting there crying on the floor is hurting my baby come on stand up like a good wife.”I stay down
~Elias~I know she’s breaking away from me again because I feel it every time she looks at me now, that mix of hate and fear that’s sharper than before, like the file and Aurora’s call cracked something I can’t glue back together, and it’s eating at me because I need her to need me, to want me, eve
~Elias~I can’t stop watching the feeds and it’s driving me fucking insane because every time I tell myself I’ll give her space I end up pulling up the cameras anyway, flipping through bedroom, bathroom, darkroom, kitchen, living room, like some pathetic addict who knows the high is gonna wreck him
~Harper~Twenty-four hours feels like a week.No food. No water except what I can cup from the bathroom faucet. Throat raw from screaming at first, then just hoarse whispers begging through the door. He never answers. Not once.I’m curled on the floor by the bed, head pounding, lips cracked, when t
~Harper~I’m digging through the dresser for my favorite hoodie, the one I took from him when my hand hits something lacy and weird.I pull it out.Black lingerie. Tiny. Expensive-looking. Tags still on, but the kind of set that screams “I’m here to ruin your life.”Not mine. Definitely not mine. I







