Chapter 52: Chapter fifty Two

*Gabriela*

I was feeling weak as the hours go by.

I had hoped that when morning came I would be able to capture someone’s attention, but no matter how much I screamed and yelled to where my voice became raw, no one came to my rescue. After the initial nausea went away I was starting to feel the pangs of hunger.

My head became a dull ache as my eyes burned and felt sore. When day came I looked everywhere to see what I could find to get myself out of here, but it was empty except the three tombs. The thought of decayed bones lying in there creeped me out a bit more than a little.

Throughout the night I couldn’t help but jerk and flinch at the strange sounds that were surrounding me. Not including the rats and bugs that seem to roam around freely. Huddling in the corner all night I couldn’t sleep, and I worried that as time passes I was going to end up dying here anyways.

Once I heard the first running of a car passing by I jumped at the chance to get people’s attention. But the road was probably too far away. Jumping to get that ledge was my only option so I spent half the day running from one side of the room to where the window was to get momentum to jump higher than I normally could.

It didn’t work and eventually I got too tired and exhausted to keep going. How was it possible that not a single person could hear me? The cemetery was so quiet you would think they could hear my voice from miles away.

I wanted to fall asleep, to rest my eyes and get my energy back but I was afraid that if I did I wouldn’t be able to wake back up. The sun was starting to go down on the second day and tears finally started to fall.

Was I never going to see him again? Was this it for me? Was Brittney going to get her wish and get everything she ever wanted? Were they all going to believe her about the baby, never knowing that it wasn’t his?

My eyes begin to droop as they become heavy with the swollenness of my tears. My throat was hurting, and my entire body ached. How easy would it be to just let go? My mother enters my mind and the grief that overwhelms was more than I could bare. I could see her smiling face, see the joy in her eyes whenever she looks at me.

“No matter how hard life gets, my love. Remember that there is always a brighter star waiting at the end of the tunnel. Hang on, things will always get better in the end.”

A brighter star? As I see it, right now there wasn’t one.

Papi Giovanni pops in my mind and the image of him staring off into the distance as we sat there in his wife’s garden warmed my heart. So much love was etched on his face, love, and sadness.

Would Enzo feel the same about me that his grandfather felt about his grandmother? I truly hoped so. But how far will that endearment go if we barely even got the chance to start anything? We haven’t even fully got to live.

A sudden strong will enters my body and a burst of energy overcomes me. I couldn’t give up now. It was too soon to give up, too soon to give in and let some psycho bitch take everything away from me. Enzo didn’t deserve that kind of life and neither did I.

He wouldn’t have given up, so I won’t do it either.

Getting back up, my joints screaming, my head pounding, I look to the door once more. I haven’t tried to break it down, to kick it repeatedly. If all fails I could always try to move the slab that was covering one of the tombs and hope to find something worth taking in there that would help me.

But that would be my last option. Disrespecting the dead was one thing but trying to survive was another. Hopefully, whoever they were will forgive me up there for desecrating their remains to save my own.

As soon as I touch the door I freeze hearing footsteps on the other side. Instant relief and desperation hits me as I start pounding on the door screaming,

“Help me! Someone please help me! Hello?! I’m trapped in here!”

They ignore my cries, and they get closer. Pulling away when I hear the door being unlocked, I frown as my emotions take a one eighty knowing that something wasn’t right. Rushing out of the way I watch as the old wooden door creaks open loudly and anger bursts inside me when I see who walks through.

“Well, aren’t we still active. I was kind of hoping you’d be nearly dead by now but maybe I overestimated you a bit.” Brittney sighs like this was a hindrance to her.

“Well, I didn’t. Maybe weak, but still all fired up.” A low drawl states.

This I wasn’t expecting. But I should have known. Now it all makes sense on how I got down here. There was no way she could have done it since she weighed less than I did and didn’t have muscle to begin with. But with him helping it would have been all too easy.

“What the hell are you doing here Benny?” I seethe, becoming afraid for the first time since this entire ordeal happened.

He walks in slowly, pushing Brittney slightly out of the way. He gives a sickening grin. “You still don’t get it do you. Come on Gabby love, use your brain a little.” He taps his temple, leaning a bit forward as he says it.

“Why are you doing this?” I whisper as tears once more came to the surface.

He shrugs looking a bit bored as he places his hands in his pockets. “Why the hell not? Can’t stand that bastard and to think you allowed him that precious jewel of yours.”

For the first time a crazed anger flashed in his eyes.

“He always gets what he wants and I’m sick of it. Not this time. This time I’ll be taking what’s his even though he stole you from me first.”

“I was never yours you bastard. Let me go. Do you honestly think you both could get away with this?” My body begins to shake horribly as I take a step back from them.

It wasn’t like I could go anywhere but I still wanted to avoid them as much as possible. I quickly look behind them seeing that the door was left wide open. If there was a way I could slip past them and get outside I might have a chance. It was the best option that I have right now. But I needed to figure out a way to get them away from the door.

They both take a step further, which was good in my favor. But it was scary to seem them approaching me. Hyperventilation was causing me to lose focus and my vision blurs a little. This wasn’t the time to start being weak, I had to keep my composure if I wanted to get away from them.

“Sweetheart, we already have.” He growls and suddenly comes right at me, and I screamed as loud as I could, louder than I ever have so far.

I scramble backwards as he reaches his hands out to me. Turning around I ran as fast as I could using one of the tombs to block them both from my way.

Brittney starts laughing hysterically as she blocks my other way while Benny takes the other side. I felt trapped and my mind wasn’t working right as it was sluggish and slow. Damn, dehydration and starvation was kicking in big time.

But I had to trick them or something. I skirt my eyes to the door again.

“I don’t think so honey. You’re not getting away. We’ll make sure of it.” She taunts as she suddenly whips her hands at me.

But I was thankfully too quick for her. She hits the side of the slab top hissing from the pain, and it gave me the opportunity to get past her.

“Fuck!” Benny seethes and I see the doorway, my freedom to get away and back to safety.

But just as I reach past the threshold a hand grabs a hold of my hair and yanks me back hard. I fly back and land hard on the ground, all air leaving my lungs as stabbing pain shakes through me. Groaning I try to roll over, but Benny was standing over me, his eyes slits with rage.

“You’re not going anywhere you bitch.”