Chapter 3 3

Micaela

He grabs my hand,holding steady like a little child about to cross the road, and it reminded me my time spent at the Catholic school, fresh tears poured down my eyes. I quickly cleaned them as he growled in my ears.

We make our way inside the elevator which looked wonderfully homely.

I try to get as far from him as possible which was futile.

the elevator stopped suddenly and we stepped out, arriving at a door with the words "Autorised Personnels Only"-. We walked inside and waited till a man came in, he was dressed like a doctor, he didn't look like your ordinary doctor, he looked strange just like the man who bought me.

I run my sweaty hands on my gown as I watched them speak, nervousness slowly killing me.

I keep wandering, why do i have to be here and what is the doctor going to do, or maybe he is coming over for his daily checkup.

The doctor walks up to me smiling. " are you in birth control". He asked.

"Wh-what"-. I stammer as I turn to look at the man standing behind me, who was glaring daggers at the doctor.

" No" I answered hastily embarrassed at the question. Who asks someone that "God-". I groan inwardly, how much more can I take.

" that's alright then", he says turning his back to me, he goes over to the surgery table. A silver tray sits on top the sterilized table, picking up a string and a Vail filled with liquid, he walked closer to me.My heart skips a bit as I watch him come closer to me.

Standing up in alarm, I asked."wh-what the hell are you trying to do to me, and what is that thing in your hand-". He paused, surprised at my reaction, and turned to look at the man behind.

" the drug in the doctor's hand is to stop you from getting pregnant". The strange man spoke coldly his hand on my shoulders as he whispered into my ears, fear griping me.

My cheeks redden at his words,"what does he plan on doing to me", I thought in my heart.

Rodrigo

I watch her as she tenses up, as I explain the need of the drug. Seeing the way she reacts tells me one thing, she hasn't been touched and that thought alone brings up a possessive instinct in me. I thought virgins were extinct,I tub my chin as my gaze travels down to her butt. The stupid dress she's wearing, preventing me from getting a good view of her.

" Where should I administer the drug sir-"i glare at him. "what stupid question is that-,You will administer it in her arm", I snap at the man. " where else are you supposed to administer it". Sudden rage fill me as he asks me that question, if he was planning to administer it on her butt, I would have him strangled immediately. I am the only one who should have access to her body. I step back, the doctor he holding a stringe filled with liquid, the fear on my face obvious. " You are taking the shot Micaela". He glares down at me, his arms folded across his broad chest. I gulped down into nothing as I glared back at him, different thoughts running through my head. But the fear of the gun is the beginning of wisdom, I don't want to die yet.

Each step the doctor takes towards me scares life out of me. I pray he doesn't mean what he said earlier. Rodrigo stands, his eyes never leaving her. He watches as the doctor administers the drug to her, like a hawk that has sighted it's prey.