Haunted(47)

As we struggled in the backseat, I pushed open the back passenger door. I’d tried to climb over him to get out of the vehicle, but he grabbed my leg, which made my head hit the muddy dirt road. I was half in and half out of the CRV. I used the leg he didn’t have ahold of to kick hit him with everything I had. This temporarily stunned him, and I broke free. I was on the wet dirt road trying to get up when I felt him tackle me. My breath left me, but I was able to take the Maglite and hit him as hard as I could on his head.

I couldn't see all that well because of my stupid hair being in my face and the rain didn’t help. I was fighting blind. I was going to hit him with the Maglite again when his fist hit my face.

Fuck, that hurt!

I swung the Maglite again and hit his shoulder. He straddled my waist. His hands covered the sides of my face. This movement pushed the hair out of my eyes right before he banged my head on the dirt road. I was stunned for a moment.

“How do you like that, bitch?”

I didn’t say anything.

“You know, I used to watch you and Jason f*ck. There was a hole in the wall. I used to look in on the two of you. Fuck, it was kind of hot. I would jerk off while I watched him pound into you. Do you like me in the mask? I bet you’re all wet in your panties right now. You liked it, deep down, didn’t you, Beth?”

I looked at his mask and beads of water were dripping off the plastic. I gritted my teeth because the next words that would come out of my mouth were going to piss him off. “You have to watch because that’s the only way you can get close to getting laid. The only thing wet right now is the tears you will be crying after I do this,” I said and then I poked him in the eye. Then I spit on him. I was surprised to see that where I spit on him was nothing but blood. Then I felt another blow to my face.

He ripped open my damp shirt and exposed my breasts. Then I heard him unbuckling his belt. He was going to rape me. He could try all he wanted, but the only way he was going to f*ck me was if I was dead. The Maglite was still in my hand, but Andrew didn’t even notice because I laid still after he hit me. I felt a knee go between my legs. I knew he was looking down, trying to figure out how to get me out of my jeans. I hit his head with the Maglite as hard as I could. He fell off me, but he was still awake.

Even though my head was swimming, I jumped on top of him and hit him two more times with the Maglite and that was when I felt a knife slide deep into my left side. I was in shock because I hadn’t noticed the knife he had tucked in his back pocket. I felt as though everything was in slow motion after that. He pulled the knife out and stabbed me again in the left arm. I thought I screamed, but I wasn’t sure. He pushed me off of him. I was lying on the deserted dirt road on my back. I felt him stab my right thigh. I could only assume that he didn’t want me dead because he never hit a vital organ. I was losing a lot of blood, and I thought Andrew must have noticed that too.

Obviously his intention was to kidnap me and get a ransom from Roman, and a dead girl would gain him nothing but a murder rap. He stopped stabbing me and stood. He’d let his rage get the better of him. He tried to pick me up, but he fell too. I must have hit him good with the Maglite, but I couldn’t tell because of the mask he wore. He got up again and this time he managed to stay standing. I was getting sleepy when I saw him bend to pick me up. He cradled me in his arms. The last thing I remembered was being carried to the vehicle.



Chapter 35 – Roman



Berg and I were at the studio working on our new album when Berg requested that he needed to go to the bathroom. I stood and walked around the studio to stretch out my legs. I looked at the clock, and it was already past ten a.m. Shit, we had been working for three straight hours, and I didn’t even notice. I walked over to my phone and saw that I have one missed text and one missed call from five minutes ago.

I read the text “Damn it, Beth!” I cursed.

Berg walked into the room. “What’s wrong?”

“Beth had to leave the house without her bodyguard,” I told him as I called her phone. It kept ringing and then it went straight to voicemail.

“It’s Roman. Call me back ASAP. I need to know that you are safe.” I hung up.

“Bud, you’re overreacting. I am sure she will be fine. Why did she have to leave the house? I mean Beth isn’t one of those chicks who has to run up and down the road.”

“Joey got into a fight at school and apparently he is being suspended.”

“Oh shit, poor Beth. My little nephew is a handful, isn’t he? Well, I hope he at least won the fight.” I gave him a dirty look. “What?”

“Berg, we’re trying to get him to behave right. He needs to learn this is not acceptable behavior for when he gets older.”

“Wow, listen to you. You sound like a dad.”

Did I? I kind of felt as though Joey was mine. I loved him like he was mine. I smiled. “I am a dad, stepdad, but still he’s mine, you know?”

Berg smiled at me. I knew it was one of those smiles he gave me when he was proud of me.

I dialed my voicemail and put it on speaker. I waited for the commands and then the voicemail played. “…road on the right. Then you and I are going to have a little talk.”

"You want me to pull over on this dirt road on the right of Highway 61? Why Andrew? What are you going to do to me?”

“I am going to slit your f*cking throat if you don’t help me get my money!”