I open my eyes slowly and I'm welcomed to the morning by a throbbing pain I feel at the back of my head. I stare blankly at my surroundings and immediately all my senses awake.
I try to rub my head and I realize that my wrist has been tied with a very tight rope. I look around the dimly lit room and I know instantly that I'm not in my room, and now reality hits me that I've been kidnapped. I wince as I try to remember what happened to me yesterday, the memories come hazy. I remember being at Cole's house, and then I...
"Ow" I wince as the pain aggravates. I hear a weight shift in front of me and I squint my eyes to see but the poor lighting isn't doing any justice.
Whoever is doing this is surely going to get caught. I haven't even hurt anyone recently to think anyone would try to do this to me. My heart starts beating faster, what if I'm kidnapped for sex trafficking or for any of those nasty things I see in movies.
"You're awake already" An all too familiar voice echos in front of me and immediately all the fear I feel is replaced with anger.
Great! My ex boyfriend kidnapped me.
"Bailey, you've been sleeping for a long time I got so scared". I see his faint shadow get closer to me.
"Bryne what happened to me and why am I here, what did you do?" I snap. I wish the damn lights were put on so he can see the amount of hate my eyes carry for him.
"You're always too feisty, I like it" I can feel his lips curving into a stupid smile.
"Bryne" my tight voice trails off. "Why am I here, what am I doing here, why can't I remember anything that happened?" I scream.
"Okay okay, I'll tell you what happened. But first, oh no! my bad, give me a sec" I hear his footsteps stride away and then my pupils dilate at the sight of the bright light that is coming from a window. He pulls the big curtains together and puts the cloth in the curtain knob.
"I'm so sorry about the light, I thought it would be better dark since you were asleep" he walks back and squats in front of me. "I'm sorry about this but you gave me no choice. This is not the best way to tackle things but how can I even get you to understand when you won't even have a simple conversation with me".
"Why should I, I can't waste my time talking to you"
"I'm sorry, don't worry about the headache, I'll get you an aspirin for that". He continues, ignoring what I just said to him. "Don't stress your brain too much by trying to remember, you were highly sedated"
"Why am I here?" I say through gritted teeth.
"Well I can't stand you having so much hatred for me so I want to work things out between us" he smiles and I feel like drilling out all the damn teeth from his mouth.
"Why did you kidnap me?". I ask still not satisfied by his answer.
"I'm not kidnapping you" he starts but I interrupt him.
"But my hands and feet say otherwise" I wiggle my hands and glare at him.
"Look Bailey" he sits on the floor beside me "I just want us to be together, call it an obsession or whatever you want to but I can't see myself being okay without you"
I let out a dry laughter, trying to find amusement in what he just said. I won't fall for any of his lies again. "You're not being serious because I'm not falling for that again. What do you keep saying everytime, 'Bailey it's just you'" I mimick his voice and roll my eyes. "But you just keep lying every time and I keep believing you everytime like a damn fool, not again. Just untie me from this and let me live a happy life, without you"
"That's what I don't think I'd do Bailey, I can't untie you, I just want to explain everything and clear the air". he runs his hand through his hair.
"Clear which air, that you're a big liar or that you're so controlling that you don't even care about my decisions or that you're a cheat, which air are you clearing" The only thing moving in my veins is anger, I've forced myself to move on from the pain he caused me but every time I see him, he only reminds me.
"Bailey just listen–"
"I don't want to hear anything you want to say Bryne" I take a deep breath to calm my nerves "How long have I been here?"
"Two days"
"Two what!" My eyes widen in shock. I can't imagine I've been sleeping for two days in God-knows-where. It's already past twenty four hours and I'm sure I've already been reported missing to the cops and then Bryne, what if he's caught, there's no way he'll be saving his arse
I shake my head. I can't believe I'm even caring about what will happen to him. "Aspirin" I stutter and he stands up and reaches for a glass of water and some pills on a small wooden table.
He kneels in front of me and points the pill in front of me, gesturing for me to open my mouth. What! He so unbelievable, does he think I'd take the pills from his hands? I want to refuse it but my head doesn't agree, I take the pill and he places the glass on my mouth and tips my head backward so I can swallow it.
"I'll go make something for you" he stands up to go.
"What! You think I'd eat your food" I scoff and immediately my belly makes a loud noise.
Perfect timing! Just perfect timing belly!
"You won't but your belly would" his lips stretch into a smirk and he leaves the room.
My eyes slowly studies the room carefully. From the carefully polished furniture to the big exquisite bed and the paintings hanging around almost all the corners of the room. Quite beautiful and luxurious. I wonder which of his dad's house he's keeping me in.
I look closely at portrait on the wall, squinting my eyes to see them better. Damn contact lens! He took me when I wasn't wearing them.
I try to shift my body as my arse is numb from sitting on the hard floor