Chapter 8

I slammed opened the door to Benny's room, infuriated by the incident that took place earlier. It seemed like I lost all my control over her due to this baby. I felt like my hands were tied and I was absolutely helpless. I had to tolerate her for the next eight to nine months probably, for the sake of by child.
I sat on the chair next to Benny's bed. Benny was brought back to the mansion the day before. I did not want her rotting in a hospital bed. The doctor had appointed a nurse to supervise her condition and tend to her needs 24/7. According to the doctors, she could wake up anytime now, though there was no improvement in her health condition.
“Benny, wake up soon. I want you to be by my side when your niece or nephew makes it in to this world.” I murmured to her softly, running my hand gently on her pitch black hair. Her bruises had heeled and she looked like she was in a deep sleep. Every time I looked at her, I was reminded of that bloody rascal. Even after three months of severe hunt, we were unsuccessful in tracking him down. He must be a self-centred and selfish person to leave his family behind, after committing such a crime, without an ounce of guilt. 
I received a text message from Dr.Monica about her visit to drop Samantha’s report. I decided to leave, covering my little sister with a blanket and walked out to my room.
I stopped on my tracks when I saw Samantha sprawled all over my bed. It seemed impossible to endure the sight in front of me. She was taking full advantage of her pregnancy but I knew that I couldn't do anything to ill-treat her right then, after all she bears my baby. I chose to walk out of my room allowing her to enjoy her beauty sleep and return back later with the doctor.
It was around seven in the evening when Monica got the reports home. As suspected, Samantha was pregnant. I escorted her to Samantha's room, Sheila trailing behind us. When we reached the room, she was still in a deep slumber. I had to pat her cheeks a few times to wake her up.
“Wake up, the doctor is here with the reports and she wants to talk to you.” She lazily stretched her body and got up rubbing her eyes. I stood, crossing my arms over my chest at the foot of the bed while the doctor took a seat beside Samantha.
“Hello! I'm Dr.Monica.” She spoke in a gentle tone. “So, as per the blood test you are pregnant yet, we don't no how long you are into your pregnancy. So I have a few questions to ask.” With that she started jotting down the points on her notepad. “When did you have your last periods Ms.Samantha?” Samantha visible shifted on her place feeling awkward discussing about her personal stuff in front of me. I could have given her some privacy but I did not trust her. She could ask for an abortion pill from the doctor or could disclose any other information. So I stood my ground. 
“Uhm.. about three months back at my parents home.” She kept fidgeting with her hands.
“Alright, we can have an ultrasound next week to confirm that. There are few things I want you to take care of. You are too weak, so you should concentrate on improving your health. I will prescribe few vitamin pills, take them after dinner. It’s absolutely normal to throw up a few times in the first trimester so compensate it with frequent, small portioned meal. Take in lots of liquids as well.” She turned back at me and got up from the bed. “Mr.Winchester, I want you to follow certain rules as well. Keep her out of any kind of stress. Many women have raging hormones during pregnancy, all she needs is your affection. Understand her mood swings and make sure she gets plenty of nutritious food and water. Take a stroll with her and finally pay attention to her well being. You can visit my clinic next week for your first ultrasound.” I nodded in response before walking her out of the mansion.
“Take this to your room and feed it to your wife, son.” Sheila managed to prepare a nutritious meal as directed by the doctor and she handed it to me. “It's your responsibility to take care of her. Stop with your silly plan of torturing her. It's not going to bring back our Benny.” I gripped on to the plate tightly. 
‘How ironic is it? I planned on torturing her and here I am, taking care of her.’ I headed towards my room. Samantha was propped up against the headboard.
“Eat.” I ordered her, placing the tray in front of her. She flung her legs down the bed and swayed slightly on her feet towards the window. She stood there looking out of the window, maddening me further.
“What the hell do you think you are you doing?” I walked towards her to drag her back to the bed but she yanked me away. Involuntarily, I lifted my hands up in the air to land a slap on her face but her fear stricken face and the child growing inside her stopped me from doing so. I fisted my palms tightly, bringing it down and hitting on my own thighs to let out the anger.
“Look, I have no intention to hit you but don't make me do it. Now, go and eat.” I pulled her towards the bed. “Sit down and eat.”
She kept her head hanging low and started sobbing silently.
‘Argh...This is so frustrating' I screamed in my head.
I sighed loudly, taking a small piece of the meat and shoving it forcefully into her mouth, startling her initially. She started chewing it gradually and when I raised my hand, holding another piece of meet, she blocked my hand midway and helped herself out. She started munching the food happily until the plate was almost half done. Before she could take the next bite, she jumped out of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.
‘Damn.’ I rushed to follow behind her. She leaned on the sink to throw up once more.
“It's okay. I got you.” I grabbed her hip gently and kept rubbing her back, murmuring softly into her ears. “Are you done?” She responded to that with a nod. “Come let’s get you back to the bed.” I walked her back to the bed and she went back to get some rest.
I went down to grab a meal for myself and returned back to my room after a while. When I entered the room, it was empty but the sound of water from the bathroom confirmed that she was in the shower. 
I walked inside my closet to get changed into my track pants. Samantha came out of the bathroom wearing one of Benny's night suit. She lay on the bed comfortably. I so badly wanted to kick her out of the bed however, shaking the thoughts away, I started preparing my side of the bed. Though it was annoying, I knew I had to share my bed with her for the next eight months or so. 
I lifted the comforter to get in.. 
“What are you doing?” She spoke, getting out of the bed with a scowl on her face.
“Can't you see, I am going to sleep. Any problem?” I asked raising my eyebrows.
“I don't want to share the bed with you.” She said crossing her arms over her chest.
“You are free to sleep wherever you want.” With that I tucked my head inside the comforter.
The room was engulfed in complete silence there after. After a few minutes, I took a look furtively around the room and saw her sleeping down on the floor with a pillow and a blanket covering her petite body. ‘Such a stubborn bitch'. Muttering, I went back to sleep. 
I was woken up from the deep sleep by the sound of an ear shattering thunder. I sat up immediately, turning on the lights to close the windows. Closing them, I walked back to my bed when something caught my eyes, widening it like a saucer all of a sudden. The room door was left ajar and the place previously occupied by Samantha was vacant now. I checked the bathroom to confirm before all the unpleasant thoughts started occupying my mind.
‘Did she try to run away, again?” A sudden spurt of anger rushed in my veins. I darted down the stairs into the hallway. I checked every nook and corner of the house and saw a faint light illuminating Benny's room.
I walked quietly towards her room and peeped inside, through the slightly opened door. Samantha sat next to Benny, holding her hand in between her palms and her head was put down on it. Seeing her holding my sister's hand, I transformed into a bear with a sour head, plunging myself towards them.
“Stay away from her, you whore.” I shoved her hand, causing her to loose balance and stumble upon the bed. “Did you come here to check if she is still alive?” I shouted holding her shoulder, twisting my head sideways looking at her viciously. The sudden increase in my voice made her blood run cold, turning her face pale and stiff.
“I came here to just...” Before she could finish, I interrupted her by clawing at her jaws tightly. 
“Listen carefully, I do not want to see you anywhere near her. Understood? Now, get lost before I kill you.” I thrust her away from me. Her tears trickled down her pink cheeks.
“What... what did I..ever do to you? Why do... you hate... me so much?” She spoke in between her silent sobs.
“You still have the audacity to ask me that? Do you see her?” I pointed my finger at Benny. “ Your goddamn brother is the reason, she is lying like a corpse. It may be your brother’s fault, but It will be you, who will be suffering for what he's done to my Benny.” 
“You still haven't proved what you claim. I believe in my brother, he could...” I suddenly lunged at her, making her scream. I hit the wall harshly to scare her. We stood dangerously close to each other. I could feel her chest heaving up and down nervously. Her sweet fragrance was lingering my nostril and clouding my brain with lust. Her shaking body and confused look made me lean further into her body, pinning her against the wall. She stood there like a pole, motionless and stiff but her heart was beating erratically. I locked my eyes with her dilated brown orbs and leaning my head forward, causing my breath to fan against her forehead. There was something about those eyes, which were pulling me towards her like gravity. My lips came crashing down towards her into a roughest kiss. I had never kissed her before, it was all just carnal desires for me and she fulfilled it, nothing more.
She clenched my shirt tightly for support. I wound my arms around her hips and pulled her closer to me. We were lost in the moment before reality hit be like a thunderbolt and my fogged up brain began to clear and think. I clenched my jaws and brought my hands in between us and pushed her hard, causing her head to hit the headboard.  She stared at me confused and tried to get up. Blood rolled down her temple from the slight cut on her forehead.
“What is wrong with you?” she screamed at me. I was pissed at myself for pulling that stupid stunt and was not in a mood to argue with the woman in front of me. I fisted her hair tightly in my hands.
“Don't you ever talk back at me. Just because you are pregnant with my child doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. You have no right to come here. I will not think again before throwing you back in the basement.” She whimpered loudly as her tears rolled down her cheeks. 
I dragged her out of the room and left her standing all alone in the dark hallway, making my way towards my room.