Yours Truly, Devil

Amber somehow made it out of the hospital. She crawled her way out, taking breaks, leaning on to the walls. She slowly and finally managed to take a quick stop a few houses away from her home.

She hesitated to continue walking as soon as her house became visible. It was an old bungalow painted in brown, patches of the wall seemed to be crumbling due to the poor maintenance of the house.

Amber slowly strode towards it, she rested her ear on the front door to see if she could listen to any sound coming from inside. She did not hear any. 'He must be asleep', she told herself and opened the door slowly without making a sound.

She first peeked inside the door to see if he was sleeping on the couch in the main hall. But nobody was present, so she entered the house and started taking small steps towards her room.

'But what if he's waiting for me in my room?', She thought to herself and decided to check on her husband's room first to make sure he was sound asleep.

Amber and her husband slept in different rooms. Her husband only let her sleep with him when he wanted her to warm his bed.

Amber wrapped her hand around the doorknob trying to slowly open it. She could hear the sound of the dying old fan coming from inside. She slowly turned the doorknob, unlocking the door.

Suddenly two hands sprung under her arms trying to grab her c.h.e.s.t. She jumped, scared out of her wits and moved to the side while screaming.

It was her husband Adrian, an average looking male in his mid 20's. Black eyes that could stare into your soul, were fixated on his wife. He had brown skin and curly hair. A cigarette was clamped between his teeth, in the corner of his mouth.

He had an innocent man look on his face with a hint of arrogance added. "It is just me, your husband. Who do you think will come and touch you from behind? Don't be startled." He said in a soothing voice but Amber, however, was dead scared, her heart thumping hard.

'He wasn't asleep.' She thought to herself and tilted her head down slowly as if she were bowing her head down in respect.

"Come here, stand in front of me. Why are you scared, my darling? You are my precious wife." He said while pointing his index finger before his feet indicating Amber where she should be standing.

She slowly moved near him while her fist clenched, she was ready to take whatever that came her way.

Adrian lifted her hand and cupped her right b.r.e.a.s.t with his left hand. Amber folded her lips tightly bearing the man's touch on her. "So," He took a pause to take a drag of his cigarette. He closed his eyes and s.u.c.k.e.d the cigarette filling his lungs with smoke.

He slowly opened his eyes watching Amber and blew the smoke on her face. The cloud of smoke was all around Amber's face, she closed her eyes and stopped her breath, but a good amount of smoke went into her nostrils and throat, instantly making her suffocate and cough.

*Slap!*

Out of nowhere a tight slap landed on Amber's face, all five fingers of Adrian were imprinted on Amber's soft skin. "Did I not train you to not cough while breathing in smoke? Don't you know how much it irritates me when my love is coughing rather than savouring my breath?"

He again cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t with the same hand he slapped her with. Amber still looked down but did not cry. It was as if she was used to this treatment.

"Ah! Where is the baby? Darling!" He asked her, while his head tilted to the side and a smile surfaced on his face revealing his crooked black teeth.

"Let me see my heir, where is my baby?" He looked excited.

Amber suddenly smiled and lifted her head up "O-our baby, she is getting checked in the hospital. They said they will send her in a while. Probably tomorrow."

'He will kill me if I tell him what happened.' She thought and made up a lie.

"Ahhh, I cannot wait to see my baby."

He pulled her close and hugged her in his arms, her head resting on his c.h.e.s.t while she was still worried about what he was going to do.

"Thank you for giving me a baby." He whispered in her ears. He pulled out the cigarette from his mouth and placed it on a stand with a case to his side.

He slowly let her off from his hug as both of his hands were clutching her shoulders. "I'm glad you are okay, my sweetheart. But why are you still alive after killing my baby?" He tightened his grip around his shoulders.

Amber was frozen in fear, on hearing the words of her husband. Many thoughts were running in her head. Her body shuddered and she tried to move back, to escape from his grip as tears distorted her vision.

'He is going to kill me.' She kept saying in her mind.