Lucy

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Lucy

“You said you would love me! You promised you would love me til the day we die!” Lucy yelled at her husband. “Lucy, please, think rationally about this!” Greyson begged his psychotic wife, “Greyson! You cheated on me! Am I not enough for you?!” Lucy asked and slapped her husband across the cheek. He flinched and tried to stand up. Lucy takes quick action and breaks both of Greyson’s ankles. Greyson lets out a cry of pain. He watched in fear as the woman grabs some electrodes, “Lucy, don’t do this!” He begged but she attached the small pads to his chest and sent electric currents into his body causing it to arch with each shock. She then cut deep into his body, watching as his blood ran down his stomach and onto the bed below him.

Greyson Stark looked over at his girlfriend, Amelie Finch. He was happy. She was happy. He got down on one knee. “Amelie Rose Finch, you make me so happy. Will you do me the honor and marry me?” Greyson asked Amelie who in response grinned, “yes!” she said, happily. He slid the engagement ring on to his new fiance’s finger and kissed her. In the span of 9 months, Amelie Rose Finch became Amelie Rose Stark. Greyson and Amelie were the happiest of couples.

“Amie, I’m running into town, need anything?” Greyson yelled to his 1 month pregnant wife, “I’m good, thank you!” She yelled back and got back to doing laundry. Greyson gets in his pick up and starts the engine and pulls out of their driveway. As Greyson was driving, he felt his car get hit from behind. His forehead slammed forward into the steering wheel. He groans. His head feels dizzy, his ears are ringing. He shivers in a wave of pain. Am I going to die? He thought he wasn’t sure if he would make it. He couldn't even reach his cell phone, did he even have his cell phone? Thoughts began to swarm his mind as he slowly drifted off into unconsciousness.

Greyson was a smart man, he knew the protocol when getting into a car wreck, if you can you call for help, you report it to the police then you call you family members, your spouse who is next on the list to call. Amelie never knew that her husband of two months got in a wreck, she only knew that he hasnt come home in eight hours. He should have taken one hour to get his shopping done. She called him. She called him eight times before realizing that his phone was where he left it, on their bedside table.

Greyson woke to the sound of a worried voice, a feminine but worried voice. “A-Amelie…?” he asked groggily, he couldn't remember much of what happened, was he at the hospital? He couldn't tell, all he knew was his head was killing him. “No, honey, no, my name is Lucy, i'm your wife.” the woman, ‘Lucy’ said. ‘Lucy? That doesn't sound right….’ he thought to himself. Lucy stood and walked out of the room. He looked around and took note that he was not in a hospital, rather a small bedroom of the woman’s house. The woman returned with a wet cloth and placed it on his forehead and he instantly felt relief.

Amelie paced. Where was her husband? Where were the cops she had requested an hour ago? She was getting too impatient, too panicky. She squeezed her fingers tightly to her palm until little crescent shapes were indented into her palms and blood formed. It had been forty-eight hours since her husband had gone missing, long enough for her to file a missing persons case. She grabbed her coat from the rack and she got a cab to the police station. She was too damn angry with the cops who never showed up. She stormed over to the main desk and requested to talk to the police commissioner. She was shown to the office of the man and she walked in. “An hour.” she said angrily. “Excuse me?” The commissioner asked, “I waited a full hour for cops to show up! They never showed!” She raised her voice a little, “Ma’am, please calm down…” The man said, wary. “Calm down? My husband has been missing for two days!” she said, almost exploding. “Did you two have a fight? Maybe he just skipped town-” she interrupted the man, “He would never leave me and his kid!” She yelled, “I want you to find my husband or so help me God i will!” she hissed, “His name is Greyson James Stark.” she said and walked away.

It was five months, he still had not been found. Amelie’s brother, Casey Finch came to live with her to help her out as she was six months pregnant. She got a call one day. “Hello?” she answered, “hello?” she asked again when she was met with a minute of silence, “A-Amie?” a weak shaky voice sounded out, “Greyson?” she asked, “oh... oh my god Grey!” she felt tears well up in her eyes when it was confirmed it was her husband, “b-baby i don’t have much time…please find me...she-she’s crazy…” he whispered. Was he cheating? Amelie thought to herself before dismissing it, “baby, what's wrong?” she asked, “kidnapped me...after a car wreck...forced me to marry her… Roosevelt street” he said before the line went dead. That was more than what the police had found out.

“You said you would love me! You promised you would love me til the day we die!” Lucy yelled at her husband. “Lucy, please, think rationally about this!” Greyson begged his psychotic wife, “Greyson! You cheated on me! Am I not enough for you?!” Lucy asked and slapped her husband across the cheek. He flinched and tried to stand up. Lucy takes quick action and breaks both of Greyson’s ankles. Greyson lets out a cry of pain. He watched in fear as the woman grabs some electrodes, “Lucy, don’t do this!” He begged but she attached the small pads to his chest and sent electric currents into his body causing it to arch with each shock. She then cut deep into his body, watching as his blood ran down his stomach and onto the bed below him. He screamed, his back arched more. “I-I never promised anything!” He spat in her face and she growled. The woman was furious. He watched as the woman began to cut his clothing off of his body, ‘Oh god.. She's going to…’ he thought and let out a breathy cry as he felt her on him.

That is how Amelie finds them. The woman taking advantage of her weak husband who was trembling. Amelie had gotten two cops to come along with her as she was proving to them that she knew where he was. “Kinky.” one of the cops mumbled. “Ma’am, he was having an affair with her, i think it's time to let him go and realise that he no longer wanted you.” The other cop said, she shook with anger and her brother was the one to chew the cops out. Amelie shoved the woman away and gathered her husband into her arms. “He needs a hospital, quick!'' Greyson opened his eyes as he heard his real wife’s voice, “A-Amie…” he gasped and broke down in her arms. “I’m here Grey..” Amelie assured him.

The ambulance came and Greyson was loaded in. His wife pleaded to ride with him which she was declined of. Casey took his little sister to the hospital where they waited for hours until Greyson James Stark was released from surgery to fix many internal wounds. Amelie held her husbands hand and Greyson looked up at his wife, “A-Amie?” he asked. “Yes, my love?” she responded and he squeezed her hand and apologized continuously until Amelie bent over and kissed him, to which he returned. “Greyson James Stark, you have nothing to be sorry for. You’re here now, you’re here and you’re safe and that is all that matters.” Amelie assures him.

Greyson looked up at his wife and smiled for the first time in months. He was safe, she was there. That’s all that mattered.

THE END.