Page 48 of Totally Shipped
“Bacon cheeseburger,” says Gray. “With a mountain of fries.”
“Alright you fuckers, I’ll have a giant Chicago-style pizza, deep pan, all the cheese, sausage topping.”
In the fading light I pointed up the beach. “We should find a place to camp out while we can. Somewhere not obvious.”
We don’t want to give Harvey a heads up. When we catch up to that fucker, I want him completely unaware of what’s going to hit him.
It’s going to be a lot.
DAISY
Iglance at Harvey.
He has a fire going, with the smoke only partially leaving the cave, and my eyes are constantly watering. I wring out my shorts and shirt, then slip them back on. My knees are rubbery and skin tingles with heat. The hot water was incredible, almost enough to make me forget my circumstances, but the heat made me dizzy, and I figure it might not be good for my blood pressure. You always see those signs by hotel hot-tubs that say pregnant women should ‘use with caution’.
I may be a little delirious.
There are so many things I’m doing wrong with this pregnancy; undercooked fish, hot tubs, getting kidnapped by a lunatic…
The sky is dark outside, so the only light is what the fire is giving off. I don’t know what to do; stay back here, close by the steaming water, or go and sit near the fire with Harvey. I was hungry, but I’m not anymore. Somewhere along the way, I've lost my appetite.
Another thing that is not good for pregnant women.
The tension in my body is so high, I feel like I could snap in two. I’m tired and I’m scared. Harvey is unpredictable, and all I want is to just go home.
“Brooke, come here.”
I don’t want to fight, so I cautiously make my way across the cavern floor to the fire.
“Here, I said,” he snaps, as I hover a few feet away. I inch toward him until his fingers reach out and close around my wrist.
“Come sit with me, Brooke. Or am I going to have to drag you?”
I sit.
He passes me a coconut that was warming by the fire. My head throbs and I hold it in my hands, just looking at it.
“Eat, Brooke. You have to think of the baby.”
He’s right, I have to think of the baby.
I jump when he leans towards me and brushes my hair back from my face.
“So beautiful. Motherhood suits you. It’s a girl, don’t you agree? My two girls, here with me at last.”
He picks up his own coconut with shaking hands, and swallows a mouthful of the warm meat. “Tomorrow I will get us some protein, but for now you need to eat your supper, then rest.”
Sand is caked over half Harvey’s face, but he doesn’t seem to notice. There is a gritty noise as he chews; it makes my stomach turn.
“I think I’ve eaten enough now,” I whisper. “Could you tell me where I’m to sleep?”
“Darling Brooke, where do you think you will be sleeping?” Then as quick as lightning his mood shifts. He snarls and squeezes my arm hard enough to leave bruises. “You are mine. You're going to sleep right here in my arms. And I’m never going to let you go again. You, me, and baby make three.”
LEANDER
It’s hard having to wait for the sun to rise.
I don’t know if any of us really slept much at all. I do know we were all ready hours ago, and waiting for the sun to finally creep over the horizon is irritating. As soon as it’s light enough, I head up a small incline to get a view of our surroundings.
