Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 64

Grace

So many people have found out about me staying here somehow. It’s time I change this place too and find somewhere else to go.

But then…

How far can I run before they hunt me down again?

How much time can I spend hiding only for someone to start threatening me again?

I ponder, standing on the sidewalk and staring at the Cafe in front of me. The night has fallen and the streets have turned cold.

The glass wall of the Cafe gives the perfect view of my parents sitting on the table. Like me, they are also staring back at me. The disdain in their eyes is so clear even here.

Standing on the dark side, I heave a heavy breath and narrow my eyes.

Now, how do I go about this?

If I give them money and let them know I am scared of their threats, they will continue using my weaknesses against me.

Maybe, I should use Lily as a bargaining chip. I can tell them that I know where she is and she will only be alright as long as they leave me alone.

That will bring about two results.

A—They will leave me alone which is highly unlikely

B—They will pester me even more because I know about their daughter’s whereabouts which is more likely given that they are vile in nature.

I sigh and look up. The traffic light has turned red. It’s time for me to make things work somehow.

I step down from the footpath and onto the silent, dark road. Just as I reach the middle of it, a car rushes forward. Its tires skid to a stop in front of me, blocking my view of my parents.

Without giving me a chance to recover, two hands shoot out and drag me inside. My heartbeat escalates, my survival instincts kick in and I start thrashing right away.

From the corner of my eyes, I look out of the other window of the old van and freeze. My parents are still watching. As our eyes meet, they stay frozen, neutral, and…unmoving.

A hand clamps around my mouth, slamming a wet cloth there. I fight harder and try to scream as panic bubbles in my chest but the hands on my body are brutal, and the force of the cloth around my mouth makes it hard to breathe.

Slowly, my heartbeat slows down. My eyes droop and my energy drains from my body, leaving me limp.

Before I lose my grip on my consciousness, I see my parent’s blurred faces, as the van zooms past the Cafe, and leaves them behind.

I know.

They planned this.

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It feels like I keep slipping in and out of consciousness, struggling to move but restrained by large hands.

I see men but their faces are blurred.

Everything goes black.

My mind fights again, and I see myself floating.

A plane.

The cloudy sky.

Yelling voices.

Hushed whispers.

My head is spinning.

A syringe in my arm.

And my head stops spinning.

I fight once more.

My eyes open.

My vision blurs.