Chapter 6

Renee was taken aback by his suggestion that she would willingly stay with him, but when looking at it that way, she supposed she was willingly staying with him. There was no way she would let him kidnap her baby and take off with it. Was he planning on taking the baby and ditching her? She had to know.

“What are you going to do after the baby is born?” 

“What do you mean?” Jesse asked.

“Are you going to kill me, ditch me, what?”

“I’m not going to kill you. I told you and that boyfriend of yours, I’m keeping you. You belong to me now. Plus, a baby needs its mother. We will raise the baby together, in Canada. Eventually, you will become complacent and we can have a nice, normal routine,” Jesse said as he finished putting the hair dye in.

After it had sat long enough, Jesse took her over to the sink and began to pour water over her head to get all of the dye out. Once it was done, he shampooed and conditioned it. Renee hated to admit to herself that it felt good to have him wash her hair. After the month and a half he’d beat on and raped her, to have some sort of feeling besides hate was surprising to her. Jesse dried her hair and then took and brushed it.

Renee tried to take the brush from him and do it herself but he held it to where she couldn’t. She closed her eyes and imagined Kevin brushing her hair. He used to do it every night. By the time Jesse was finished, she felt very relaxed. Jesse had been surprised that she had sat and let him fool with her hair. She had even made a few little noises of pleasure. 

He had peeked around to look at her face and saw her eyes were closed. He smiled as she made those little noises. Now he knew how to get to her. He had tried to break her at first, but the more she fought him, the more he liked her. He had never raped a woman before. He had beat the hell out of men and even killed one, but he had never laid his hands on a woman before. He had watched his father beat the hell out of his mother every day until he had killed her. 

Jesse had sworn to himself that he would never be like his father, but here he was, just like him. So, now that she was pregnant, he was going to show her who he really was. He no longer had to threaten her to keep her. She had the baby that she didn’t want to lose. If she thought he was going to take the baby from her, then she would behave. His hands wandered through her hair and down her back. He felt her body tense as his hand came around to her stomach.

“Relax. You were just enjoying what I was doing. Just stay with that thought,” Jesse whispered in her ear.

Renee knew what was coming as soon as he started touching her. Him telling her to relax wasn’t helping the situation. She tried to release the tension in her body, but she couldn’t. The more he touched her, the tenser she got. He had taken her off guard by being kind instead of rough when he had dyed her hair. He had even been sweet in brushing her hair. Normally, when he forced himself on her, he didn’t really touch her first. He would just take what he wanted. And when she struggled, he got really rough with it. 

Now, it was almost like he was acting like a lover would with the person they actually wanted to be with. Had her being pregnant changed him that much? Was it because he had something else to threaten her with now so he could do whatever he wanted now? She knew he didn’t actually want her. She was just a way to torture Kevin. She would play along for now and see how far she could push it without retaliation. Maybe if she actually played along, he would allow her some more freedom and she could actually escape. But, where would she go? He never left his car keys out where she could get them. She didn’t have any money to go anywhere or even a phone to call from. 

Would anyone believe her about him kidnapping her if she had no way to prove it? How could she tell them he had physically abused her or raped her with no evidence? By the time she had gotten him to trust her, there would be no evidence of that. He had already told her that he had run from the police once and was very capable of hiding and getting away with murder. With the fact that he knew someone who could get him fake ids and citizenship, there was no way to catch him that she could see. So, if she got away, how long would it be before he caught up to her?

And what would he do to her and the baby? Or Kevin for that matter? It wouldn’t matter if she never saw Kevin again, Jesse would kill him, and not in a quick manner either. If he had waited years to plot out this type of revenge on Kevin, what would he do if she managed to get away? She shivered as images flashed through her mind. 

Jesse stood her up and sat on the chair she was in. He pulled her into his lap and kissed her. Renee tried her best to play along but she just couldn’t find it in her to kiss him back. She did allow him to run his hands up her back under her shirt without struggling. It was taking everything in her not to struggle. He broke the kiss and took her shirt off and unhooked her bra. He took it off and threw it in the direction of her shirt.

Renee hissed when his hands ran over some of the places that were still bruised and tender. She saw him frown as he lightly ran his fingers over them. He had told her that his father had made him the way he was and that his father had beat him and his brother. Was he feeling bad about beating on her now? He sure hadn’t felt bad about it while he was doing it.

He stood her up and took her pants and panties off. He looked over her body at all the damage he had done. He lightly touched all of the bruises and then placed featherlight kisses on them. He stood up and undressed and waited for her to look at him. She kept her eyes down so all she could see was his feet.

“Look at me. I want you to actually see me.”

Renee felt her face get hot as she slowly looked up, her eyes seeing all of him. He had a great body. There were several tattoos on his arms and chest. He even had a big one going up his side. You could tell he worked out. When she got to his face, she noticed he had red, full lips. They were definitely kissable lips. His nose was a little crooked like it had been broken before and not healed right. His gray-blue eyes were actually beautiful. His jet black hair was hanging right below his ears, just this side of shaggy. 

“Do you think I’m ugly? Or do you like what you see?” Jesse asked.

“It doesn’t matter what you look like. A person’s personality is what has always mattered to me. And your personality is not a good one. If you think that telling me to go along to get along will work, you’re wrong. I don’t love you. I don’t want to be in a relationship with you. I want my life back!” Renee cried. 

“This is your life now,” Jesse said as he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. 

His touch was no longer gentle. He took what he wanted while Renee cried silently. She had made the mistake of telling him that she didn’t want him and never would. He had basically reached out to her like a kid would, asking for approval. She had shattered that and was now being punished. She didn’t fight him so it would be over sooner. He didn’t put his hands on her so at least she wouldn’t be hurting all over this time. Once he was finished, he got up and left the room. Renee curled up into a ball and cried herself to sleep.