Chapter eighty six Real or a dream

Four days later Janice slowly opens her eyes but couldn't move or speak. Was it all a dream? Did she imagine lying in bed and seeing a handsome Indian man rocking a baby in his arms? Where was she? Why couldn't she move? Did Leon beat her again? Did he tie her to the bed again? He did once when she threatened to run away. Why couldn't she get away from this man?

Why did Leon keep hurting her like this? But that Indian guy was he really a dream? She remembers seeing him in a white doctor's coat. Was she in the hospital? Was he a doctor here? Oh God, she must have seen him when they brought her in and then began fantasizing about him to escape from her horrible reality.

But it was so real, she remembered being with him sexually and it felt nothing like being with Leon. It was the best sexual experience she has ever had since breaking her virginity with Leon. She remembered how gently he touched her, how alive she felt in his arms, how her body reacted to him.

She remembers a wedding, her wedding, she was wearing a beautiful white wedding gown and she was pregnant and that same Indian man was her husband all that loves; him singing to her, his tenderness towards her. It was all in her head.

God how could that be, it was so real, so real she could literally feel her baby kick in her stomach, his baby or was it? Because she also remembers giving birth to a baby girl, Leon's baby, oh so that was why she was lying down and couldn't move, she just had Leon's baby and there was something wrong with her. The child the Indian man had in his arms was her child, Leon's child.

So the visions she had about being pregnant and that Indian man was always massaging her stomach and singing to the baby inside her and referring to him as his son, that was a dream.

So the only real thing was that she had a child and now she needed to find a way to get the hell out of here and away from Leon before he comes back and takes her child away. That monster, that horrible monster, how she wish she had never met him.

She tried to move but her limbs felt heavy, she tried to speak but no words came. She then tried to move her head to shift the oxygen mask that was over her face but it wouldn't budge. "Hmm….hmm." Why couldn't she speak? And why did she feel as though she was covered in wet sand? What the hell did that monster do to her?"

The nurse came in to examine her and squealed in delight as she saw Janice's movements. "Dr. Jackson! Dr. Jackson wake up! She's awake; your wife is awake!" Wait, wife? Her wedding? Shit, her wedding, she was married to him. Dr. Jackson, the Indian doctor, he was her husband? So it wasn't a dream? But where was Leon, damn, she was so confused.

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