Contract

The handsome twin on the right, folds his arms and shouts “Charles!”

A man in his mid to late thirties wearing a suit and glasses comes in with a stack of papers an inch thick and hands them to me along with a pen.

“ Ms Hope Fisher, I’m Charles, James and Jacob Black’s attorney. The paperwork you’re holding is a contact outlining your responsibilities and rights as the Black’s hired surrogate. Inside you will find rules and regulations, release of liability, terms for compensation, and a parental rights termination. In addition you will sign a non disclosure agreement. In the event that you talk about this with anyone, you will lose the rights to your compensation and face a 30 year prison sentence.”

“Let me stop you there Mr. Scumbag Attorney.” I interrupt while holding up a hand. “ The Black’s and I, as I’m sure you know, do not have an agreement so I will not be signing anything.” I toss the heavy stack of paperwork that I had briefly skimmed back at the man who catches it as it strikes his stomach.

Now let the threats begin, I think to myself, and the twins do not disappoint.

“You don’t have a choice. This contract is more for you than us. We can fake a signature and force you to comply. If it goes that way I promise you, you will regret not taking the easy way and we will also lower your compensation to half this offer.” Twin on the left says.

“Keep your money. What ever you’re willing to give away for getting a child,I promise you I am willing to forfeit the same amount for the sake of keeping my child. I will die before I let anyone take a child away from me and I have no one close to me for you to threaten, so how exactly were you going to get me to comply?” I ask in an angry tone.

“We can make your life a living hell. That orphanage you grew up in, that will be gone and the children sold off to the highest bidder. The nuns killed. The nursing home you worked for will have an unexplained illness breakout and everyone will die and as for you, you will watch it all happen and then at night we will torcher you until you pass out. Now do you still think you can win against us?” He says getting very close to my face.

*Slap*

My palm collides with the left side of his face with more force than I thought I was capable of, leaving an angry red mark with all five of my fingerprints clearly visible. The twin I just slapped, stands erect quickly and touches his now swelling cheek. Wow, I really got him good.

“Yes, I can win against you. Life is hard especially for orphans and the elderly are already going to die soon. If you think I would leave my own flesh and blood in the hands of two psychopaths who would sell children, murder the elderly, tourcher a defenseless woman, on top of kidnapping, blackmail, rape (yeah in the paperwork I skimmed, the process would be done the old fashion way) and theft, then the two of you are delusional. I’m not a saint and I won’t give up my child for the sake of others. So yes, I can and I will win over you. You have nothing I want and there is nothing you could do that would get me to comply with you. I’ll die first and that is not an empty threat!” I yell at all three of them.

I then get up on shaky legs and grab the water glass from the night stand. Before anyone can stop me, I smash the glass and use a shard to cut two slashes, one on each of my wrists. Blood immediately flows down my hands to the carpet, staining the ivory threads a bright red.

“Damn it!” The twin I didn’t slap yells then dives over the bed and wrestles the broken glass out of my hand, cutting us both in the process.

The other twin pulls two pillow cases from the pillows on the bed and uses them to tie around my wrists to slow the blood flow.

I’m an RN (registered nurse) who worked at the nursing home. Having some medical knowledge, I took a calculated risk. I needed to go for shock and awe by making a big statement. I cut myself enough to be at risk if they didn’t get me medical attention but not so much that I would bleed out before a doctor could get to me.

I have a heart of course and I don’t think that I could stand by and let all those innocents be hurt. I have to believe that these two are completely capable of doing everything they said. The only way to fight back is to let them believe I would sacrafice anything for my future child, including my life.

I am suddenly scooped up into the arms of the twin with the slap mark while the other throws his suit jacket over me. As the one carrying me heads out the door and right before I pass out I say “ I won’t give you my child!” Then everything goes black.

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