Secrets Beneath

The black box:

The sounds of panting and exhaustion fill the air. “ Almost there, keep going don’t stop until you reach your brother and sister”, Jenny yells in agony. The hallways felt longer, the rooms got bigger. Darkness filled each room as they went through. Nothing makes sense to any of them, it felt like they were running for hours. They could feel a darkness creep up on them slowly from the back. “ THERE,” Jenny yells as she points to Room 105. Bright lights make its way from under the door.

As Bobby opens the door his sister runs in he follows after. Yank , something pulled Jenny back. She was yanked so hard Roxanne fell to the ground. “ Roxanne,” barely could leave her lips! Bobby’s head pokes out , he grabs Roxanne’s hands and drags her into the room and shuts the door behind him. As Jenny tries to get up she is kicked right back down by the lady in the green dress.

A sinister voice echoes, “ you’re not going anywhere, and you’re not taking those kids out of here! They belong to our master, they are our masters sacrifice!” Her clan had pulled Jenny up and chained her to a hidden section of the room they were in.

All Jenny could think about was if her children were safe. Did they find Stephany and Ryan and how is she getting out of here. Forget about why this is happening, who is the master. Those questions can come later. She must first get out of these chains and fast. Time is of the essence.

“ Who are you and what do you want from us”, she cry’s out. Trying to forget about this agonizing pain in her head running down her chest.

“ I go by many names, but you can call me Dabria . I’ve told you our master called for you to be here. It’s of no coincidence. He is tired of having you around and he must get rid of you. Your children are his sacrifice.” Dabria pets Jenny’s face , twirls her hair with pitty in her eyes. “ Nothing is ever what it looks like. People are never who they appear to be “, her words vibrate filling the room with emotions that not even this angel of death understood.

“Enough talk, let me show you!” An evil grin covers her face as she raises her hands and then swiftly back down. A bright light appeared and the three older children followed. All three lying in a casket wearing white clothing. Jenny’s eyes widen with fear, she screams, kicks, tries everything to break free! The wall became loose and she was magically released. As Jenny runs towards the caskets she collapses. Her chest tightens, she can hardly breathe. Grabbing at her shirt trying to loosen it seeing if it reliefs her a bit. She lays on the floor just inches from the caskets trying to catch her breath , she succumbs.

Suuhhhhh, the sound of Jenny catching her breath. Where am I? She thinks to herself as she looks around with confusion. Jenny is lying in a bed, butterfly needle tapped to her arm. The voices of nurses giggling echo into her room. I’m in a Hospital, how did I get in a hospital? Her children come back into her focus. “ My babies, where are my babies ”, she yells as she gets up and yanks the needle out of her arm! Blood gushing out, nurses charge in trying to restrain her.

One nurse trying to talk over her bellowing, “ what children are you talking about, you were found by your husband in your home. He didn’t mention children.” Jenny only fills with more rage , she needed to find her children. These people must be part of the dark angel’s plans, they stole my children. Another nurse telling her it was just a nightmare. But could it be? Was it just a nightmare, it was so vivid. The feeling of disbelief and if she was floating on clouds hit her. A Doctor walks in and injects her with a sedation. “ There , there this shall calm you down until your husband gets back.” He tells Jenny politely.

Voices from the distance wake her, still too exhausted to open her eyes. One of the voices came from doctor and the other, her husband. “ Good evening Mr. Peterson, your wife is under a mild sedative right now. She is fine at the moment, but I’d like to keep over night for observation. Her hearts still weak and she has shown signs of confusion. I have to ask , do you and Jennifer have children?”

“ No unfortunately we have not been fortunate to have any Doc, why do you ask? Is she pregnant”, Mr Peterson says in tremble.

“I’m sorry to hear that, no she is not pregnant but some of my nurses informed me she was yelling that she needed to find her babies. “ She insisted she had kids and tried to escape.” “ Is this normal behavior for your wife” , asks the Doctor with concern.

Like if he was waiting for someone to ask him this question for years, he exclaimed , “ yes, my wife has been saying people are hiding her children for years now. She desperately wants to be a mother she fantasizes we have a couple. I been trying to get her help but she has been resistant. It is harder on her when I take off for work. I’m an obgyn so she feels I’m to blame. She gets resentful every time I take off to deliver another woman’s baby. I’m worried she will hurt herself Doc.”

“ Have you thought about taking her to see a psychiatrist , I can refer you to an amazing psychiatrist who would be happy to assist you and your wife” the Doctor replies.

My husband is lying , non of those events took place. What is he trying to pull, what is the purpose of this? John is not even a Doctor. Jenny continues to lay quietly thinking what is she going to do once she gets out of this hospital. One thing is for sure, her husband can’t be trusted anymore!

The next day comes in a blink of an eye. Jenny didn’t get any sleep. Her husband takes her home. It’s an uncomfortably quiet ride home. They pull into the drive way. The sound of keys clicking as they clash into each other as the car is turned off. John sighs then says , “ I bet you’re exhausted why don’t you get inside and take a shower, put some clean clothes on and I’ll fix you something to eat.”

Jenny agrees and heads into their apartment. She couldn’t help notice on their door it says 105. Her dream haunts her again, her gut starts swirling. As she sits curled up on the floor of the shower. She contemplates these recent events. It was just a dream, but why did it feel as if I’m missing something . Like a part of me is missing. Was my dream trying to tell me something? She dresses for the day but as she was looking for some heals to wear she bumps a black box onto the floor. A key and some papers fall out.

Where does this key go to? What are all these papers just hiding so secretively. Footsteps start making its way to the bedroom. Jenny quickly puts everything back except the key. “ Honey your lunch is ready, finish up in here then come eat with me before we head to your appointment.”

Jenny nods and he heads back to the kitchen. She rushes and looks for where this key could belong to. She sneaks into her husband’s office. Goes through his drawers in his desk and comes up with nothing. To obvious, if I was a lying husband where would I hide what ever it is that I need to hide. I know he is keeping something from me. “ I can feel it, every fiber in my body is warning me something bad is coming”, she whispers.

She heads back to the room they have shared for years. Realizing she knows nothing of the man she lays next to. He feels like a stranger now, a stranger with secrets she must find. Maybe it is so obvious, he knows me well enough to know I won’t go through his things. Jenny walks to his side of the bed. Crouches down to his dresser and notices it has a lock. She puts the key she had found in , click : perfect match. Quickly she opens it and finds more papers. Drugs of all sorts, syringes, pregnancy tests, and a journal.

She quickly scans the drawer and picks up the journal scanning the pages. She stops at a random page and starts reading, “ Jennifer was given an Antihistamine , I snuck it in her orange juice this morning. She went out like a baby and I proceeded with an ultrasound… She has been late for two months and been insisting she take a pregnancy test. I have been very persuasive on making her think she had not missed her period… I have some time today to get rid of this situation. I sacrificed so much for this lady now this baby can be my sacrifice. I will not let a baby hold me down to her.” His sacrifice, my dream was warning me. I was pregnant, I knew I wasn’t going crazy , I knew I had missed months, so much time I’m missing from my memory. Has he been drugging me on multiple occasions? Jenny gasps for air , panic written all over her face. Tears run down her red hot cheeks. Didn’t even want to continue reading to find out how she lost her baby.

She quickly puts everything back , gets up forgetting to lock the dresser. Proceeds to the kitchen , walking as if she got hit by a bus. Too much to feel, she actually starts to feel a bit crazy. She can’t believe the man she loved was so immoral. Could commit heinous acts and live each day as if he was a saint.

Her mind spinning she knew what needed to be done. The only way to escape and get the proof she needs was to play her part. She wasn’t a poker player she never was able to hide her emotions. She wore them all to well and as she got to the kitchen her husband knew something was wrong.

“ Hurry up and eat, drink this up you look unwell. You just need a pick me up.” He hands her a cup of coffee. She grabs it looks at the words stenciled on, World’s Best Wife. She couldn’t help but to giggle a little at that, Ha, “World’s Best Wife”, more like world’s most naive wife.

She sits at the table across her husband staring into her coffee. Watching her reflection stare back at her with emptiness. Trying to think of a way to get out of this appointment. “Eat up hun, we’re going to be late. You haven’t taken a sip of your coffee. Is there something wrong, I can’t help you if you don’t let me. We need to be able to communicate, you can trust me.” He puts his hand on her hand and grips it firmly. Jenny looks up and stares into his eyes. She sees a soulless monster looking back.

Still in shock she manages a tiny grin , pours some creamer into her coffee and takes a sip. “ Are you not going to eat, I went out of my way to make something special for you. The least you can do is try it,” he snips. No appetite whatsoever she picks up her fork and forces herself to swallow some of the omelette he prepared. Not thinking if he is drugging her once again she takes a gulp of her coffee to wash to salty egg taste down.

He never was the chef in the house, so it came to no surprise that it wasn’t that good. She gets up rushes to the bathroom and began spewing up. She hasn’t ate in so long it was pretty much water and acid coming up. Her nerves were so tight she could only think that’s the cause. John barges in with a glass of water. “ Are you okay hun? Here let’s clean you up and drink this it should help.”

Jenny wipes her mouth with her hand , gets up and washes away the vomit from her face. She takes the water sits on the edge of tub and drinks. Her heart racing, she decides to tell her husband she is not going to see the psychiatrist. “ I don’t think it’s necessary for me to go talk to this psychiatrist. I feel fine, I just had a bad dream. I took things out of proportion and I promise it won’t ever happen again.”

John grabs the glass from her hand and calmly says “ Fine let’s at least go for a drive maybe stop for a walk at the park. You had a long night I want you to forget about it and try to relax.” Jenny knew she couldn’t trust him but she also couldn’t deny everything she would look to suspicious. She goes along with his plan and they head out.

The windows down , just gazing at all the trees and cars going by. The fresh air felt good on her skin. For a second all her worries blew away with the wind. Until moments fade and Jenny starts to feel drowsy, her heart races. Her body loses control and once again she succumbs.

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- Thank you for reading part 2 of my short story. Part 3 will be out soon. I hope you enjoyed and look forward to seeing what comes of Jenny’s nightmare. Where does her husband take her? Or what does he do with her? Is he that evil to just murder her and hide the body? Or does he have more planned for her? Stay tuned! ☺️

-If you haven’t read Part 1, here is a quick link