All Chapters of Love & Fate Series: The Thrown Away Girl: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

I waited for her to come out. To notice what they had done to me. But she didn't even look at me! She just rushed to her car, and the cop gave her a worried look before he entered the cruiser."What's going on?" The blond cop asked."Lucy's sick," the dark haired one responded... What was his name? Anderson?"That's too bad.""Yeah, but we gotta take him back to jail anyway," the bastard huffed.We followed Becca onto the freeway.I smirked as I saw my crew circle her car. They know not to hurt her too bad. But they wanted to get the point across. She shouldn't have left me!Tucker, the one in the truck was the one who bailed me out last time. I'm gonna have to call him again.I watch in satisfaction as she crashed into the cement wall. We pull up right behind her and I grind my teeth as the cop pulls her out and into his arms.What the hell did he do that for? It's not his place! She should've been running right back to my arms, but instead he is there comforting her. That was not pa

It's past midnight, does that count as morning? Probably not. I didn't realize I'd be so desperate for a woman when I finally opened up to one. Is this what all my friends have been talking about with their wives? Is this what James felt for Emma? Is this what dad felt for mom?How did he survive losing her to cancer? I think I would die if I lost Becca! My stomach is sick at the thought of having her torn from me in such a cruel way... Not that I would prefer her dying at all! I need her! I need her to be my wife and Lucy's mommy... I wonder if she would consider having another baby... One that was ours.How am I supposed to sleep tonight when all I can think about was Becca's body pressed up against mine? The way she tangled her fingers through my hair? How she rubbed her body up against my damn erection? I know she felt it. I'm still aching for her."Ugh! Get yourself together, Anderson!" I mumble to myself, as if that is a normal thing for me. If this keeps up it may be my new nor

Becca's POVI don't know how I got to this point in my life. This was never on my to-do list of things that I wanted to happen in my life. I had simple dreams. Realistic dreams... At least I thought they were realistic at the time. So how did I get so far off track?Once upon a time I had a dream to be a pharmacist. Then I would get married and have my own little family. My husband would love me and I would love him. We would have a nice little house and maybe a dog or a cat. Everything would be just perfect!I didn't care what he was. It didn't matter. He could be a baker or a lawyer for all I cared back then. It wasn't really important, other than the part where he loved me. That was all I cared about.Never in my little girl mind had I ever wanted an abusive, cheating husband. I didn't think I would end up pregnant and divorcing my husband. I never knew I'd end up as a single mother with a psycho ex-husband who didn't know the difference between right and wrong.Tears burn my eyes

I look at him in horror. Has he been following me? How did I not know this? And how long has it been going on? Was it before I agreed to meet with him?I scream as he places the cloth at my center and cups me hard. It was more like a slap than anything. He rubs it through my folds. That hurts so damn bad, and there is absolutely no pleasure in it. It's all power and control.I'm trying not to cry, but I can't stop the tears from leaking out. I bite my lip hard until I taste blood. I want to get the hell out of here! I don't want to be anywhere near him."Don't worry, baby. I'm done with your bath," he coos, tossing the rag to an open doorway, I'm assuming is a bathroom.Then he removes his t-shirt and his sweat pants. His erection springs free, and I want to vomit.He crawls up my body, kissing his way up to my neck. "I've got you baby. I'm going to make you feel so good, after I punish you for messing around that bastard. I will make you feel so much better than that damn cop," He gr

I sit at my computer and type in Zach's information, including his car make and model. We have some of it from when he was arrested. He drives a 2005 Toyota Camry, with the license plate number HOY-278. I put in Becca's information, hoping someone has seen her somewhere.I can't sit still any longer. I grab the keys and hand them to Brad and he hands me mine and I race out of the building. I don't even know what I'm going to do if I can't find her.I try to push away the doubt that I may never see her again. I can't let myself believe that. I need to find her. I don't think I would survive if I didn't find her.The first place I check is his house, which is stupid, because his PO already checked and informed me he was not at home. But I had to double check! I ransack his whole freaking house and there isn't a damn clue as to where he would take her.I don't see any pictures of his family. I know he has parents and a brother. I didn't think to call them and ask about him.I grab my pho