Don't Play With My Soul
Chapter 43

Zenia's POV

My body ached. My hands were bound. I was certain that the rope had caused bruises on the skin because it hurt there too. My eyes strained in the darkness, trying to look at the blood that was soaking through my pants from the bullet Why me? Why would he do this to me?

wound.

I looked around. Pitch black darkness surrounded me and I felt like I was slipping away into it. I needed to get out of here, but I had no idea where I was.

I was in a room. Tied up to a chair. Beaten. And had a hole in my leg.

The lights suddenly turned on, blinding me for a moment, and two figures made their way towards me.

"Aww, is the little ZenZen giving up on life already?" one asked with a disguised voice and a Vendetta mask concealing their face.

But, by the body structures, butt and breasts, I knew they were women. A man wouldn't possess such a things unless he was fully batting for the other team.

"Who are you, and why are you doing this to me? Please, let me go, I want to go home!" I cried.

"You are home! You're now in hell!"

I cried even more.

The two females went over to a corner and began going through a computer while speaking between themselves.

"Why hasn't it been done yet?!" the other yelled and shut the computer. She marched over to me and grabbed me by the back of my neck. "Listen up! Your sister's husband was supposed to wire us some money, and that hasn't been done yet! Are you ready for another bullet in your other leg?" She pulled out a gun.

"Noooo! Please don't do this!" I couldn't take another bullet.

"Get Jasmine on the phone now!" the other one yelled.

The one holding the gun retrieved a cellphone from her pocket and dialed a number. She pressed the loudspeaker icon to let me and the other one listen in. Jasmine answered after the first ring.

"Jasmine! Congratulations, you've just cost your sister her life!"

"What? How is that possible? I did what you asked for. Three billion dollars has been wired to the account."

"We haven't received any payment!"

"Well, there must be some kind of mistake. Someone must have wired it into another account without you knowing about it. I've got the proof. I'm sending a picture." Jasmine hung up and the phone chimed shortly after. The two looked at each other with disbelief and left the room.

After an hour of being cold and alone and in pain, someone began undoing the ropes at the back of my hands. "What? What are you doing? Who are you?" I asked.

"Shhh. They'll hear you," she whispered back and tugged at the ropes again with great intent of freeing me.

Finally, the ropes dropped to the floor and she ran for the door, locked it from the inside, held onto me and help me to my feet.

"I know you've been shot, but I need you to bypass that pain and focus on your life and the baby's life. Now, are you ready to run?"

I nodded my head yes. I had no idea how much my body could stand, but I was definitely willing to find out instead of waiting around for my death.

"Okay. Here we go." She turned the lights off and we hobbled towards a back exit that led down into a basement and out into a place that was laced with many trees. Where the hell am I and where are we going? And who's this woman helping me?

"HEY! STOP RIGHT THERE! DON'T YOU MOVE!" a voice commanded.

"We've been spotted. Move Zenia! Move!" My rescuer moved faster and I matched her pace as we dodged trees branches and jumped over cut down stems. "There's a path just up ahead. There's a van waiting there for us!" she said as she took the lead.

A gunshot echoed behind us and that made me run even faster.

I tripped over a tree root and fell down hard on my left side. "Ouch!" I yelled as I received additional pain to my already aching body.

"Get up!" I was pulled off the ground and I took off running again.

My heart raced in my chest, sweat poured down my forehead, my breath shortened and my feet felt like they were about to give up at any moment.

"I can't go on anymore. Just let them catch me." I flopped down on the ground.

I was hungry, thirsty, exhausted and injured. And pregnant.

"Zenia!"

I looked up at the woman who had meant for me to escape. "Madison?"

Anton's POV

"Escape? What do you mean by escape? How could she have escaped if you two goons were looking after her? What? Did she just vanish into thin air?"

I was furious. I had left them and come home so my father wouldn't get suspicious and think something was wrong; but, now, they called me and reported Zenia had escaped! "Apart from that, where's the money Anton?" Maria asked from the other end of the phone.

"Money, what money?" I asked.

"Jasmine wired the money. She sent the proof, but when I checked my account, there wasn't anything in it!"

"I don't know what you're talking about. The money hasn't been wired."

"You're a liar! You better get my money or else I'm going to kill you!"

She hung up and I laughed at her. Stupid Maria. When would she learn?

I headed outside for my car and spotted a woman looking around.

"Can I help you?" I asked her. I had never seen her before, but I was certain she was here to see my father.

"Yes. I'm Alice and I'm here to see your father."

"Do I know you?"

"No, you don't, but I've heard so much about you."

"Sure you have. Come inside, then; my father is in his study."

I led her inside and towards my father's study. I knocked and ushered her inside then I headed back outside to my car. I opened the trunk and saw the baby-sized coffin was still there.

"Oh, how I can't wait to bury EJ's child alive in this."

I started my car and drove towards the old abandoned safe house a mile from my home.

"Jasmine is lying! The money hasn't been transferred to the accounts!" I explained to Maria for the umpteenth time.

"It was Anton! One billion dollars belongs to me, and that's serious money. I want my money." She made threatening steps towards me with a gun in her right hand. "Where's the money Anton?" the other imbecile asked.

"You two must be out of y'all rabbit ass minds! Instead of asking me for the money, why haven't you been after Zenia?"

"We sent out Larry after her. We couldn't keep up."

"Larry? You sent out a retard to get her? Larry can't hold a pencil between his fingers must less catch someone!"

Larry was the lookout guy, and a bit on the disabled side. I only let him get on-board because the abandoned safe house belonged to his deceased folks.

"I've had enough of this!" Maria blurted out.

"Are you playing games with us Anton?"

"And, now that we've lost Zenia, we might as well turn ourselves in," the other one spoke.

"No one asked for your input here. Stay in your lane."

"Anton! Where's the money?" Maria yelled again and that did it for me.

My hand found my gun and Maria found a bullet through her arm.

"Disrespect me again and I'll stick your ass in the baby's coffin instead!" I warned. "And you," I turned to my new favorite person on the planet, the person who joined the team when Madison chickened out and disappeared, "are you ready for sweet revenge?"

"When Evan dumped me, I've been waiting to pay him back. Of course I'm ready. Zenia will be taking one for the team."

"Excellent Jessica. Now, lets go hunting. We need find ourselves that pregnant bitch."