Chapter 3

We had just made it to the dining room, when I heard my brother's voice. He was discussing something about work with an extremely handsome man. My eyes follow his movements. His blonde hair shown in the light and his green eyes enticed me. He was built similar to Amell. He clearly worked out. Just looking at him made my spine shiver. He looked like a god! "There you girls are," my brother said as he noticed. Astried and I sat next to my brother both on one side. I immediately regret picking his left side as I sat across the god. Lottie sat across from Amell and the girl I remember being called Kyna, sat next to her. There were other table's like ours. They had sat closest to the door, most likely because of me. In this room full of people, I felt uncomfortable. I don't like crowds. I moved closer to my brother as my panic started to rise. Amell put his arm around me and whispered that it is okay. "No one is going to do anything to hurt you. You are safe here." His word did little to calm me. "Is she okay," Astrid asked him. He shook his head. He kept trying to calm me down with no avail. I started scratching at my skin. When he noticed that he grabbed my hands to stop me. My face was blank, not portraying the fear inside me. "Estelle, there are too many people," Lottie asked me. All I could do was nod. Lottie got up and marched up to the microphone at the center of the room.

She pulled the stand to her height and spoke into it. "Whoever is done eating please leave. My friend is scared at how many people are here." When she finished the people who were done left. As the people left the room my nerves started to calm down. "Thank you, Lottie," I whispered. The entire time the god's eyes were on me. Amell pulled his arm off of me but didn't let my hands go. I looked into his eyes and saw his question. Was I okay? I nodded my head and he went back to eating. I grabbed my fork and looked at the food on my plate. Pancakes. This food was here before I got her and I didn't make it. Last time someone made me food, they put bleach in it. I tapped Amell's shoulder and reached over, cut a piece of it off and ate it. I watched him carefully to see if something happened, nothing did. I sighed in relief and began to eat.

"Why did you eat her food," Lottie asked Amell. There was a chorus of agreement from the other's at the table. "She typically cooks for herself because our mom tried to put bleach in her food. So I ate some to show her it's fine to eat," he responds as if it was normal and to us it was. Amell has seen mom do it and called her out before I even touched my food. "That's horrible," Kyna said. She clearly thought that was the worst thing someone could do. She didn't realize how wrong that was. "That is acauly tame," Amell responded. The horrified faces caused me to laugh. Just a small chuckle from me and everyone turned to look at me. "What," I asked. No one responded to me. I guess the laugh was out of place but I couldn't help it. "So not everyone told me their names," I said changing the subject. They all said their names as I asked them to.

"Kyna."

+"Astrid."

"Charlette, or Lottie"

"No need for mine, small one."

Fucking Amell. I rolled my eyes at my brother.

"Dickhead," I muttered

"Well, my name is Jason."

My heart stopped at his voice. His name was Jason. I like that. Why do I like that? Maybe it's the pregnancy hormones. Yeah that's it. I turned to my brother as he was speaking to me. I felt Jason's eyes on me. Why was he watching me? Is there something wrong with my face? Or outfit? Does he find me that ugly? I realized I wasn't paying attention and Amell had asked me a question. "I'm sorry can you repeat that," I asked him. "I asked if you wanted to leave," he said. There was a gleam in his eyes. He was hiding something. Did I want to leave? No, not really. "Sure," I responded. We got up from the table and left the room. We walked for a while, until we got to a door mark Hospital. "Why are we here?" What on earth would we need here? "You have an appointment for the baby, remember," he responded. I don't remember that. We entered the waiting room. I sat down as Amell went to check me in. We waited for about ten minutes when they called my name. "Do you want me to come in with you," he asked me. "Yes please." I said. We followed the nurse back to the room. This is just to see if the baby is okay, because of the fire. We entered the room and I sat in the chair next to the computer.

The appointment went fast. The baby is doing very well. Me? Not so much. My next appointment was right after, with Dr. Mylo. I walked over to his office by myself. He was waiting for me when I got there. "Estelle, how are you feeling," he asked me. "Well, considering the position I am in… Not good." We walked into the room and sat down. "Tell me what is on your mind," he tells me. "My baby is okay." "That's good. Tell me about your life before the fire."

Flashback

(Sexual content)

The bright lights of the wasn't what woke me up, nor was it my nonexistent alarm clock. What woke me was the bat connecting with my body. The thin blanket was ripped away from my body. "Get up, bitch," he shouted. The voice didn't register in my mind. I opened my eyes just to be hit with the bat harder than before. I shoot out of my bed, hoppin he is satisfied with that. I looked at the man expecting my father, but it wasn't. For the first time in my life I wished that it was my father that woke me up. "Morning," he said with a vicious smile. I didn't respond to him causing him to hit me with the bat again. "Where is my hello, whore," he demanded. After each word he hit me with the bat, over and over. "Good morning Kael," I said to him. He grinned at me. "Good morning babe," he said kissing me. I have never felt more disgusted as I did with his mouth on mine. With no other choice, I kissed him back. He groaned and grabbed my ass. He reached down in between our bodies and undid his pants. Pulling them down he said, "I wish you would do this willingly, love." He threw me down on my knees, "Open wide." I keep my mouth closed. He sighed, "Why do you make me do this, Dell?" He reached for something behind me and pressed it to my head. I opened my mouth and he thrusted into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him and moved up and down his shaft. The gun stayed pressed to my head. My hand wrapped around where my mouth can't touch, I moved in in sync with the bob of my head. "Oh babe, I love it when you do that," he moaned.