Fate
Jason
I grunted as I finished jerking off in the shower. My phone had been ringing a couple of times, but I ignored it. I haven’t gotten off since Ginny gave me my last blow job. It’s been what, five days since then? I was not used to going so long. I didn’t feel like picking up some random either.
My phone went off for like the sixth time. I snarled and turned off the water. I got out and, not worrying
about the water I was dripping everywhere, ran to grab my phone.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Baxter?”
“Yes, this is Jason Baxter.”
“Mr. Baxter, this is Elena Huxley and Intermountain Health Saint Joseph Hospital. We pulled up the
information for Isha Baxter. She has you on her file as her emergency contact?”
My heart started beating fast at the mention of Isha’s name. What happened? Why was she in the hospital? Did one of those a*sholes hurt her? Has she not changed her name yet? Does she still love me?
“Isha is my wife, what has happened?” I ask, holding my breath that Isha hadn’t told them we were divorced.
“Well, sir, she was admitted by ambulance. She collapsed and is unconscious. I am calling to inform you of
that. Is your insurance still the same for billing purposes?”
I still had my insurance policy. I haven’t canceled it yet. It was on my to do list..
“Yes, it’s the same. How did you know to contact me?”
“Well, her sister didn’t have the information we needed for our records, she used the name Isha Ryan. When I asked if they had brought Ms. Ryan’s ID. She gave me it, but it said Isha Baxter. When I told her sister that, she said it was her married name. So, I put that name in our system, and she popped up from a previous
stay.”
“Oh right, that was when she hit her head last Christmas holiday when she hung some decorations and fell
from a stepladder,” I explained.
“Yes, well, since she was in the system you were there as her emergency contact.”
“Wait, did you say sister? Isha doesn’t have a sister.”
There was silence for a long minute.
“The woman that came in here with her said she was her sister.” She must have been with Savvy, they did
look alike.
“Well, they’re like sisters, she’s her very good friend. I am glad she was there with my wife. Can you tell me
how my wife is now?”
“Still unconscious sir. She was dehydrated and a little malnourished. It also says that your baby is fine.”
Baby? She’s f*cking pregnant? Hmm.
“Oh, thank God. Listen, I just got out of the shower, I’ll be there soon,” I hung up with the lady and sat on my
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bed. I nibbled on my lip thinking of a plan and when it struck, I couldn’t help the smile that was on my face.
I dressed quickly, packed a small bag and then ran to the hardware store, then the grocery store to stock up on supplies, and a clothing store and bought some essentials I’d need for Isha.
Afterward, I drove the hour and a half to our cabin. With the tools I had there, I set up everything I needed. Then I drove back to Denver and straight to the hospital. Night had fallen by this time and I walked up to the
front desk.
“Hi, I’m Jason Baxter. My wife Isha was admitted earlier today. I just got in and came straight here.”
The pretty lady behind the desk smiled and then directed me to Isha’s room. When I got there, I walked in quietly. I was surprised to see her asleep in bed alone. Where were her boyfriends? I smirked, knowing they couldn’t get to her. They weren’t family.
I sat in a chair by her bed. She was so beautiful. I didn’t know what I was thinking, giving her up. The hospital door opened, and a nurse walked in.
“Sir, visiting hours are almost over.”
“I’m her husband,” I said, holding my breath.
“Oh, okay, congrats on the baby. I heard she didn’t even know she was pregnant. You must be so excited.”
I gritted my teeth and gave a tight smile. “Yes, very. Um, when can I take her home? And why isn’t she
conscious?”
“Oh, she was for a little while. The medication and vitamins and how exhausted and dehydrated she was took a toll on her body. She’s just sleeping really hard. She will be discharged in the morning.”
“Okay, thank you.”
She walked out and I looked at Isha again. How was I going to get her out of here? I was sure someone would be here first thing in the morning. When she wakes up, she’s bound to tell someone we aren’t married anymore. I was going to have to do something drastic. An idea formed, I was going to have to go home and get what I needed. I left and rushed to my apartment. I had prescribed Trazadone and grabbed a pil. I then went to my closet and got an old battered suitcase that was my father’s before he passed. I then went back to the hospital. I got a cup of coffee, and went back to Isha’s room, set the suitcase down, and went into her bathroom, where I took the pill out of my pocket and laid it on the sink lip. I poured my coffee down the drain and rinsed the cup out. I then put a little water in it. I crushed the pill and put it in the cup. I swirled the crushed pill around to dissolve a little.
I then crept over to Isha’s bed.
“Isha?” I whispered. Nothing, she was really out of it.
I put one arm under her shoulders to lift her a little. I tipped some water in her mouth. She swallowed
reflexively.
“Good girl,” I whispered.
“Dawson?” she whispered. My jaw clenched, but I played along. Anything to get her to cooperate.
“Yes baby, come on, take little sips,“Tsaid, quietly.
She did as she was told, and I got it all down her. I waited an hour.
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“Isha,” I said loudly to wake her up. I called her name again and shook her a little, she was out. I smiled. What I was about to do next would be a miracle not to get caught. But it was late, and there were minimal staff, so I was willing to take the risk.
I went to the suitcase and put it on the end of her bed and unzipped it. I lifted the top and looked inside and then at Isha. It would work. I took her IV out, shut down the monitors and picked her up. I laid her inside the suitcase, folding her legs and arms. She was so tiny, she fit perfectly. I zipped the suitcase up. I blinked. I thought there would be a bulge to give it away that something was inside, but it looked normal. This was
fate.
I gently picked up the suitcase, holding it by the handle and the bottom. It would probably look weird but no one would notice there was a body inside.
I opened the door and looked out into the hallway. There was a nurse at the desk. She had her head down looking at some papers. I walked by, she looked up and smiled and I smiled too. She went back to looking at the papers. I just kept walking. No one stopped me, no one even looked at me. They were all busy, looking at charts, or talking to one another. I walked right out and to my car. I kept waiting for some alarm to go off, or someone to come running after me, but there was nothing. I opened the back door to my car, I quickly unzipped the case and took Isha out. I laid her down, brushed her hair off of her face, checked if she was still breathing and smiled.
“I’ve got you now, baby. I’m going to take excellent care of you, and then when you have that baby, I’ll give it a good home to someone else. Then we can have our own. You can keep writing, and I’ll take care of all the finances. We are set for life, baby. We’ll move somewhere where no one knows us and we can start over. I leaned over and kissed her soft lips. I closed my eyes and savored her warmth. I felt my c*ck stir and I moaned. I couldn’t wait to be inside her again.
I pushed away from her and quickly got into my car. I drove slowly through the lot and out onto the road. I looked at my phone. I didn’t need it anymore. I had some burners, so I tossed it out the window. I left her phone at the hospital. No one was going to be able to find us. I turned up the radio and chuckled. I whistled with the tune as I drove us to our destination.
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Remember this is fiction and I know Jason would have never gotten away from this IRL.
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