Almost Lost Her

ABRM30

BENJAMIN'S POV

My eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I watched her in horror. She was lying on the ground. She looked extremely pale. Her lips were not just chapped, they were bleeding. It looked like she was not breathing at all. My heart was stuck in my throat as I fell on the ground beside her and placed my two fingers on her neck. My soul came to ease when I felt her pulse. She was weak but her pulse was very strong.

"Charlotte, stay with me, baby." I whispered in her ear as I scooped her in my arms and carried her bridal style. I took her straight to my car and we drove off. Joe was driving as he was that one person who could drive faster in case of emergency.

She shifted on my lap and whimpered my name. As if it was the only thing on her mind. "Hey! Stay with me. Don't fall asleep." I whispered in her ear, trying to get her attention. She finally opened her eyes and looked at me. Her eyes teared up as she tried to touch my face.

"You are okay?" She whispered in a questioning tone and I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. She could lie about everything but in that one moment I realized, she still loved me, crazier than I can ever be. It brought me both happiness and guilt. After everything I made her go through, that woman still loved me with everything that she had.

"Yeah! I am fine. Don't worry about me. I am okay, all thanks to you. You worry about yourself for now, Tinkerbell." I whispered softly in her ear and pecked her temple gently. She leaned into me and I saw a sole tears slipping from her eyes. With all the strength she had left in her fragile body at that point, she used it all to wrap her arms around my neck.

I held her against my chest. We got to the hospital in no time. I scooped her up again and carefully pulled her out of the car. I turned to Joe who quickly bowed his head in front of me. "Find out who's responsible for this. And make sure not a single soul knows that we are onto the culprit." I ordered Joe. He quickly nodded his head.

I took Charlotte into the hospital where the doctors immediately gave her treatment. She was dehydrated and practically starving. I was seated on the couch, holding her hand. She had been unconscious for quite some time. Doctor said it was because she had no energy left in her. I couldn't believe it. She stayed strong until she saw me again.

Another day passed, but she didn't open her eyes. Later at night, she finally opened her eyes and I looked at her face. "Hey!" I whispered softly, a soft smile was on my face.

"Ben! You…" she tried to speak up and I saw tears welling up in her eyes.

I quickly placed my index finger on her lips. "Shhhh… calm down. You are okay. I am fine as well. You need rest for now. We will talk later." I whispered softly while stroking her hair.

She didn't say anything to me. Probably because she was still too weak. She nodded her head like an obedient girl. She pulled my hand weakly and I stood up. She was just pulling me. I couldn't say what she wanted. "What is it? I can't understand." I asked her curiously.

I knew she wouldn't be able to speak up. So I leaned over, almost hovering her. "Lie down with me." She whispered in my ear weakly and scooted over. My heart skipped a beat a I saw her determination. Yet, she was the same woman who gave me hard time just to admit that she still loved me.

I laid down on the bed that was supposed to be for one person. I snaked my arms around her. I carefully grabbed her hand that had IVs attached to it and pecked it gently. "You are such a silly woman. You scream at me that you have no feelings for me, yet here you are, clinging to me like your life depends on it." I whispered in her ear.

Charlotte buried her face in my chest and closed her eyes again. As if she rested just to be able to open her eyes again and look at me, talk to me. I held her against my chest. My heart felt calm as I was holding her in my arms again. I closed my eyes as well. Holding her in my arms again, I finally got to sleep peacefully.

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-

A few days I stayed at the hospital. A was discharged after a week. Benjamin packed my stuff and carried me to the car. My cheeks burned and I buried my face in the crock of his neck. Everyone was watching us and whispering to each other's ears. "Put me down, Ben. Everyone is watching us. It's embarrassing." I tried to convince him but that man was stubborn as moose.

"If it's embarrassing for you, then just don't look at them. For me, it's the best thing to show you off to the whole world that you belong to me." He whispered back stubbornly. I wanted to punch him again but neither did I have strength for the, nor I wanted that time to repeat itself again. I restrained myself and stayed quiet.

He stepped out of the hospital then hopped into the car. I thought he was going to place me down but who was I kidding. He was the clingiest man alive. He placed me on top of his lap as if I was the same eighteen year old girl he got married to. "Ben, I am not a kid anymore. Place me down on my seat!" I tried to sound as firm as I could.

He turned to me, a smirk was on his face. I saw amusement dancing in his eyes as he raised one of his eyebrows. "Fine!" He whispered and placed me down. I had my jaw on my lap as I was shocked at his action. Frowning in surprise, I turned my head to the window, looking outside. After a minute, a dark screen parted the car from the front seat and my heart started pounding against my rib cage.

I knew that he was up to something but I was not sure what. I gasped as he placed his hand on my thigh and started moving it between my legs. "Ben! What are you doing? Get your hands off of me." I tried to growl at him but he only looked at me with a challenging gaze. He gently slapped my vagina from on top of my underwear, making me shiver in pleasure.

"I told you to wear pants. You wanted to wear a dress. Now you are responsible for this." He whispered seductively in my ear as he grabbed my hand. I gasped loudly again as he placed my hand on his penis that was throbbing inside his pants.

He scooped me up again in his arms and made me sit on his lap. This time, I was sitting in a different way. My legs were open and either side of his. I was facing him and he had one of his hands wrapped around my waist to keep me closer.

"Ben! Stop being a child and let go of me. You have no say in whatever I wear or whatever I do." I wanted to slap him as I was yelling at him but his face flashed before my eyes, contoured with pain and I instantly restrained myself.

I was exhausted with everything he was doing to me. And he knew that but still he refused to free me. It was annoying and I just didn't know what to do. He forced me down on his lap and a whimper escaped my lips. He was hard beneath me. Old Charlotte would have been amused by the fact but I was not.

"Benjamin! Stop this! I am exhausted." I tried to sound angry but I couldn't focus much because my mind was also showing me dirty images of us.

"I know!" He whispered softly in my ear then wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to his chest. My heart skipped a beat the moment that familiar musky scent filled my lungs. I closed my eyes as tightly as I could as the memories from the past rushed through my mind.

It was painful to even remember that time. The time when I was happy. When I never thought I would ever be hurt by him. The time I actually started loving him. Tears started prickling my eyes but I didn't push him. In that moment of weakness, even my mind gave up and decided to be weak.

After a while, the car finally came to a halt. He placed me back on the seat before Joe opened the door. "We are home! Let's go!" He whispered as he was climbing out of the car. I peeked through the small space and my heart dropped.

"Where are we?" I asked, my heart drumming erratically inside my rib cage. For some reason, I knew exactly what he was trying to do.

"We are home! I just told you." He tried to talk sweetly as he knew I was being sceptical as I watched not a tall apartment building in front of me but a huge Villa.

"I am not going inside there. Take me back to that apartment or I will not get out of the car." I tried to sound as strong and firm as I could but deep inside, just the look on that huge Villa was shredding me alive.

"Charlotte! Don't be ridiculous. That place almost killed you. I can't take you back there. Especially when I know that there is someone trying to kill you." Benjamin growled at me angrily. I would have shouted at him if I was not that exhausted.

I buckled up the seat belt around me and wrapped my arms above my chest. It was a little show to tell him that I was not going inside. While I was fighting the case, I came to know about his villa. And he had told me a few times that Charlie lived in that Villa with his grandfather.

I thought my firm words and determination would make him back off and take me back to that apartment but I was so wrong. The next moment, he ripped the belt off of me and pulled me out of the car forcefully. He threw me on his shoulder and started walking toward the Villa. Who was I kidding? And why did I still have hope about the man who forced me into marriage not once but twice? He was the man who had ruined my life again and again.

I was weeping quietly. He was so cruel. After everything, he wanted to force me to face his son. Once we were inside the Villa, he placed me down on my feet. "Enough with your childish behavior. You are a mother. So act like one." He growled at me angrily. As if everything was my fault. He glared at me one last time before he pulled away from me and looked up.

"Charlie! Your mom is here!" My eyes widened as he called Charlie without even asking me. Fear squeezed my heart to the point that pain became unbearable. I looked around with fear. I wanted the ground to swallow me whole before I would meet Charlie's gaze again.

With all the strength I had inside of me, I pushed him hard. Without thinking straight, I ran to the first room that I could see and locked myself in. I was determined enough to starve and die but to face Charlie again, in the state I was in and after everything. I didn't even want to see his face again.