Chapter Two hundred and three

Rebecca ran after her as she exited the hospital building, she couldn't allow her to leave without hearing the truth from her. Rebecca was able to stop just before she get into her car.

"You can't run from this Tara, either you tell me the truth now...or you'll have the face the police! Tara stopped with one hand on the car door, she couldn't escape this, she had to tell Rebecca the truth or she'll face the police and that's something she never wants.

Rebecca waited for her as she slowly turned back to her that was when she noticed the tears in her eyes.  " You have to understand that this isn't what I'll just say loud in the public, Rebecca". 

"I need the truth from you Rebecca or else you wouldn't be allowed to walk around freely again". " I can't just tell you this...Rebecca because you wouldn't understand". Rebecca pulled out her cell phone from her pocket.

"Your time is ticking Tara, you better choose wisely! It just felt like forever waiting for her to speak, she was getting impatience waiting for her to talk, just when she was about to quit.

"Fine, I have my secret but it is no account related to Sam being in the hospital or your missing daughter".  " I don't believe you not even a dime". 

"I'm serious Rebecca, you have to believe that I'm telling you the truth, just believe me this time". 

" And why would I believe you, you're filled with lies and wickedness". "You're free to call me whatever name you want, but you just need to believe me this time"

Rebecca shook her head, not ready to believe whatever was coming out of her mouth "What happened to you? That was the first question she wanted to know  " He did this to me...

Tara's voice thrilled off and Rebecca looked at her in total shock. "I'm serious, you have to believe me, Rebecca, he needs this to me! That was when he pulled up the sleeves of her sweatshirt for her to have a better view of her scars...

She also pulled off her head tie and reveal the bruises on her neck, it looked like a monster have had her way with her.  

"You still don't believe me?!! "It's not that I don't believe you, I just don't know why he would do this to you..." Rebecca looked away from her exposed skin and then stared at her.

"Why did he do this to you, is that the reason you decided to shoot him and the servant? But instead of agreeing, she was denying it.  " You were the one right? The one that shot your husband because he did this to you?

"No, you're wrong and that's the more reason I decided to keep it a secret because people are going to suspect and say the wrong thing...

Rebecca just stared at her in question. " After you took Sunny away from her home...". "It's not her home, your home was never her home Tara! You took away my daughter through cruel and deceitful means, so don't ever say that!

" I love Tara like my own daughter, Rebecca and I had wanted to get her back by all means...yeah, I know you must call me cruel by saying so but I had really grown so attached to her and the thought of losing her was so painful.

I bugged Sam to help me get her back but he just seem so engrossed in his own world..."

"That's unlike Sam". " Yeah, I know there why I kept insisting and one night, he told me that I could have my way and do whatever that I want but...but the next morning I found myself tied on the bed stand". 

That explains the rope tied on the bedstand when she walked in the room that night..."For weeks, he kept me there, fed me once a day, he beats me, and lied to everyone that I was away which was a big lie". 

"You finally escaped right? Then how did the maid and Sam got shot and how did my daughter end up missing that sane night Tara?

"I'm just as confused as you Becca, I finally got to convince the maid that always cleans me up to allow me to escape and I know he was my husband but I felt something was wrong, you know...

Tara fought to control herself from sobbing, she wiped her tears with the back of her palm but the years kept on coming. 

" I felt something odd, I knew he was planning something bad but I couldn't find out what exactly, and when I finally escaped that morning, the last I had expected was to hear the terrible incident that has happened, believe me, it not I could never have shot anyone, especially my husband no matter what he might have done fo me...

"Something is still off here Tara? " This is all that I have to tell you, Becca, I don't have any idea of what happened after I left or where your daughter was...

I only left just to save my life and when I heard the news I only had to bend in and continue the lies, my husband had started, I pretended like I was out of the city because I know what people might think next and how where could I start from to explain how Sam had lied to everyone!

Sunny blinked her eyes and shivered from the cold since she had a bed laying on the cold floor, it had been a week now she had been hoping that her mum would finally find her and get her out of this cruel place.

But she was still stuck here, trying so hard not to drift away each time she lay down on the cold cemented floor.

She had prayed and wished that every noise or footstep was her mum coming to rescue her but she turns out to be disappointed each time.

She stared at the door and found out that they had dropped some loaf of bread for her and a cup of water. She had rejected it the first time it was brought to her by one of the men, she had told herself that she was only going to eat when her mum finally rescue her from here.

But days kept on passing by till she couldn't bear the hunger and had to submit to whatever was tossed out for her, slowly she scrambled up from the floor and walked toward the door to grab her bread and water.

Was she ever going to be rescued from here, it was like she had been pushed into a big tunnel with no one around to help her. Wiping away her tears, she sat beside the plate of food and found herself a second later, stuffing her mouth with bread and gulping down water to push it down.

She wished that this would be able to sustain her because she knows she couldn't ask for more and even if she does, no one listens to her.

 She had felt this unremarkable strength the first few days she had been here because each day she thought that things would end up well, that at the end of the day, she was going to be saved but...

She couldn't keep hoping she felt helpless now...Sunny rubbed her two arms just to create heat on them. 

She felt helpless to have a little bit of f hope that she would be rescued since she knows that her mother would never give up on her.

Rebecca tried to concentrate as they drive down to the town club where the old man had mentioned that Samuel's girlfriend is there.

"Are you okay? Rebecca turned to Andrew who had come to check up on her and finally decided not to join in the search. "Yeah, I'm fine, just have a lot that I'm thinking about now...

"I met with Tara and she reveal a lot of things that seems just as the truth but still I couldn't bring myself to believe half of the things she had said", 

"What did she say? Andrew asked now becoming curious "It's not what you had been told that happened, Andrew, Tara told me that she hasn't traveled or gone for any vacation and that it had been all a lie by Sam"

"Why would Sam lie about that? Do they have something to do with Sunny?  "I still don't know but Tara told me that Sam had kept her indoors, tied to the bed stand while he tortured her" 

"She might be lying" Andrew suggested already Knowing the type of person Tara is. "Yeah, that's what I thought at first but the night I had gone to Sam"s place, I had found ropes and to also confirm the beating and what he had done to her...

I saw her body, Andrew, her body was scared to the point you wouldn't be able to look at her, and the day she finally got escaped was the same night she had about the terrible news, and get only option was to blend her husband lies that she had traveled.

Because she knew a lot of people would still not believe her and she also told me that she knows that Sam had been up to something before he was shot...

So now, if Sam was responsible for Sunny being kidnapped, how did he make that happen while he was laying face down on the floor? "Theirs a lot to process," Andrew said and she nodded in agreement.