TWISTED LOVE

SBelle’s POV

“Ohhh, come on baby," 

“Hit it harder," 

“Ohhhhhhh," 

Just as I climbed the steps leading to the second floor, my stomach churned with unease as I heard the unmistakable sounds of a lady moaning with pure ecstasy coming from one of the rooms there. Our room was on the second floor. 

With my heart pounding in my chest, I hurried my steps but carefully in order not to harm the baby growing inside of me.

Dave cannot fuck with me right? I was trying to overcome his late nights, verbal  bullying and abuses, but to think he would bring the lady into the apartment we shared? I decided to give him the benefit of doubt. 

But my hands immediately flew to my mouth as I gasped when I heard the next voice that followed the first feminine voice. 

“Do you like when I do that?" He asked. 

“Yes please, don't stop," She replied and continued with her disgusting moans. 

I shakily climbed the stairs, taking silent steps towards the door. With each step, the knot in my stomach tightened. As I got closer, I recognized the woman’s voice. My heart dropped into my stomach. 

"Jane?" I whispered to myself, my voice trembling.

Summoning all my courage, I banged open the door. The scene before me was like a nightmare come to life. Dave was naked, slamming into my colleague Jane, who was sprawled out on our bed. 

I stood there, shocked and pained, unable to believe what I was seeing.

"Jane?" I called out, my voice barely above a whisper. 

Dave looked up, his eyes wide with surprise and annoyance. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going for your ultrasound?"

Tears welled up in my eyes as I replied, "I forgot to pick up my prenatal check-up card and came back for it. I didn't expect to see this." I pointed at them with my face scrunched up in disgust.

Dave untangled himself from Jane, hastily picking up his clothes. Jane stayed glued to the bed, using the covers to hide her full, erect breasts.

She was an undeniably beautiful and sexy lady. Curvy shape, a full and erect breast. She had an oblong face with cat eyes coloured sea green. And she was also a doctor.

He should have just married her instead! 

I turned to Dave, my voice breaking as I lamented, "I asked you to come with me for the ultrasound check for our baby. You said you were too busy, that you could get the report from the doctors since it's our hospital. But shame on you, Dave, for acting so out of the role of being my fiancé."

Jane's voice dripped with mockery as she said, "Oh, Belle, our sweet little Belle is about to have a baby. No wonder you guys pushed the wedding forward," She added the last sentence after she returned her gaze to Dave.

She taunted me with her words, her tone saucy and derisive. I fumed with anger, feeling hurt and humiliated. I was shocked and speechless, my eyes moving from Jane back to Dave. He showed no signs of remorse, instead he smiled like a bewitched fox at her.

He was a lot worse than a fox though. 

"Enough of this reunion," Dave said coldly as he returned his gaze to me. "Belle, you need to leave the room now. Forget you saw anything, for your mental health's sake."

I scoffed, my voice shaking with anger. "For my mental health's sake? Dave, do you really think you can do anything you want and go scot-free?"

Dave sneered at me. "What the fuck will you do? You're boring, both in bed and out of it. Too normal and bland. The only good thing is that you're from a family of doctors and that suits my family, so we get married. See? Simple maths,” He shrugged.

“Fuck all that! I'm not getting married to a demon like you,” I yelled.

While my heart shattered into pieces, Jane laughed, her voice cruel. "Oh, she can cuss."

Dave continued, his tone icy. "No, sweetheart, we'll get married whether you like it or not. This isn't just about you. It's about families coming together for one cause. So tomorrow, you'll go get your wedding dress fitting and that's final!"

Tears streamed down my face as I yelled, "There's no way in hell that's going to happen! You can go fuck yourself and your whores."

Jane scoffed again, rolling her eyes. Dave's face twisted in anger. "You will do as you're told, Belle."

“Fuck you Dave!" I replied. Broken and defeated, and turned away immediately. Knowing that once I left, it would make no difference. 

I turned and ran out of the house, my vision blurred by tears. I got into my car and kickstarted it, letting the tears I had been holding in fall freely. I was so devastated and angry that I began to drive aimlessly, the pain in my chest unbearable.

The night's sky was beautiful, but I think my heart shared just one thing with it. Darkness. 

It was hard to believe that even after all these years, Dave still did not have the slightest respect for me as his fiancee. He treated me like one of the whores he slept with.

I still did not understand why I could not break free from this shambles of a relationship! I had to find a way.

As I drove and cried, my phone rang. At first, I didn't want to pick it up, but the ringing was persistent. I finally answered, my voice shaking.

"Hello?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

On the other end, I heard a familiar voice, desperate and weak. "Help me, please. I was shot… I’m bleeding b-badly, please."

My heart skipped a beat, fear gripping me as the line went dead.

Oh my goodness! Zane!

I tried to call him back, but before I could a text message entered into my phone and immediately, I reversed and went to the location he sent to me.

“Hang in there Zane," I murmured to myself. 

My tears flowed stronger. Now I did not know whether it was for myself or because of  Zane.