Beast (Phantoms MC Book 3) by Carol Dawn

Author:Carol Dawn [Dawn, Carol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Duncan

I don’t know where I am. It’s dark, and it’s cold. I hear drips from water somewhere but that’s all. I’m trying really hard not to be scared. Beast wouldn’t be scared and I want to be like him. My new daddy would be brave and so will I.

When my old daddy used to hit mommy, she would tell me to go and hide. There was this tiny door that went under the house and he never found me there. That’s almost what it feels like wherever it is that I am. The ground doesn’t feel like the floor of a house. It’s hard, cold, and muddy. Like it was under the house on rainy days.

Maybe I can find a door if I just crawl around and feel. I’m afraid to stand up because if I hit something and fall, I can get more hurt than if I’m closer to the ground. I watched a video of a cave explorer who did the same thing. So, I slowly move forward.

My eyes seem to be adjusting to the dark and I can sort of make out dark shadows of things. There must be some sort of light around or my brain wouldn’t be able to do that. I learned that from a video, too.

I see a long and wide shadow that’s darker than the rest of the room. That could be a door, maybe. I think my daddy would take the chance to find out. So, I stand and scoot my feet across the floor.

Suddenly, light blinds me and I have to squeeze my eyes shut.

“You’re awake,” someone says. “Good. I need you to give someone a message for me.”

I want to ask so many questions, but I just know that my stutter will be too bad right now. So, I just try to look at the person talking. I can’t really see much of his face. The light is too bright, and he just looks like a shadow.

“Here’s the bitch,” a new voice says. “I want her to watch.”

“Duncan.”

I would know my mommy’s voice from anyone.

“Mmmooo.”

“It’s okay, honey,” she says.

Why isn’t she coming to me?

“Just do what these nice men say, okay, my love,” she says. “Everything will be okay.”

“Did she do it?”

“Yeah,” someone laughs. “She signed it over in a second flat.”

“Let him go,” mommy says. Her voice sounds different. I’ve heard her say those exact words before when my old daddy hit me. She sounded angry then. But now, I can still hear the anger, but I sort of think she’s scared.

I don’t really understand emotions all that well, but my therapist and I have been working on what the different tones of a voice mean. I’m getting pretty good at it, so I know that my mommy is more scared than angry.

“I did what you asked,” she says. “Please, just let him go.”

“Iiii’m oookkay, mmommmy,” I say, trying to get her to smile.

“See mommy, he’s oookkkkaay.”

The men laugh. People have made fun of my stutter for my whole life, so it doesn’t bother me that these bad men do the same thing.

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