She couldn’t help the thoughts that ran through her head as she laid chained to the wall in the dank basement. She didn’t know how long it would be before Tim and the guys found her. She hoped that they would. The laugh that bubbled up within her was hollow and self-deprecating. She’d promised herself long ago that she would never allow herself to depend on him again. If it hadn’t been for Griffin practically begging her to treat Kaylee she never would have had to see him again.

Micheal. She sighed. What must he be thinking right now? She wondered if he was ok. She wondered if her mother was worried when she didn’t come home. She had no idea how long she’d been trapped in that basement. She drifted off to sleep thinking about that day. The day that everything changed all those years ago.

“What are you doing?” Her mother gave a disapproving scowl as she walked into the bathroom where Marcy was hovered over the toilet.

“What does it look like, Ma?” She asked irritably.

“Are you sick?” she asked, confused.

She shot her a dark look but suddenly her stomach began to roil again and she almost didn’t make it in the toilet before the entire contents of her already empty stomach pushed past her lips.

This is bad! She thought momentarily. Every morning that week she had woke up puking. She couldn’t keep anything down. She was afraid of what that meant. Terrified to take the test and find out what she already knew in her heart.

The gasp that came from her mother’s lips as she suddenly realized what was happening felt like a bullet to her chest. She didn’t want it to be true. What could she do? Tim was no longer a part of her life. She didn’t want him anywhere near her. How could she have his baby? Surely God wouldn’t be that cruel?

“You’re pregnant?” Her mother whispered.

“I don’t know, Ma. I bought a test yesterday but I’m too scared to take it,’ she replied sadly.

She flew into action then. Grabbing the test and helping Marcy up off the floor. The quick movement almost had her doubling over and dry heaving back into the toilet.

The test took entirely too long and when it finally showed up with the little plus sign in the window her heart cracked open. She stumbled to the nearest wall and slid to the floor in a heap.

A large crash had her bolting upright. A moment later, Tasha came flying down the stairs. The guys had found her and she had a feeling nothing was ever going to be the same.