Though she felt a little tipsy, although her mind buzzed and swam with the effect from all the alcohol Tris made her drink, she forced herself to move quickly towards the door. This wasn't the plan, she had thought to wait till the wedding morning in two weeks time when everyone would be busy trying to put everything in place, to busy with last minute preparations to keep an eye on her and when more attention would be given to Tris. That would be the best time to slip away unnoticed or so she had thought. But now after another evening of endless scrutiny and the stifling presence of Tris and her family, she couldn't take it any longer.
She had to escape, ever since a month back when her marriage to Tris was announced, Adele had been watched like a hawk and now with no one hovering around her she had to leave, it might be her only chance.
She hesitated, her heart pounding as she opened the door just enough to slip through.
Successfully sneaking out of the room, she found the hallway empty. Her pulse quickened with relief. No one guarding the door, an oversight she hasn't expected. It was obvious that Tris had not expected her to try and escape. It seemed Tris as self assured as ever, assume her will had been broken by now, that she was simply biding her time to accept the life that had been chosen for her. He was wrong.
Ignoring the dizziness, Adele took off down the hallway, her steps as quick as she could manage. The cool night air helped sharpen her senses but her legs till felt weak. The alcohol clung stubbornly to her system, dulling her coordination.
Adele could use the elevator from fear of being discovered so she wasted no time and headed for the stairs.
Halfway down the stairs, she stumbled over nothing and fell over the stairs, her knee smashing painfully against the hard, cold marble floor. She gasped, pain flaring hot through her leg. She winced as she forced herself to stood up. Blood oozed from the scrape, darkening her fur coat.
It was nothing, she told herself. An injury she could handle. What she could not handle was staying here any longer.
Ignoring the pain and the blood oozing from it, she continued her walk down the stairs though a bit slower, thankful that she had not twisted her ankle which would have made it even worse for her.
She successfully made it to the ground floor, she steadied herself and made for the back exit that led to the underground parking lot. Her fingers shook as she fumble through her coat pocket searching for the car keys she had previously hidden there.
She found it with a sigh of relief, clutching it tightly but as she moved forward, she bumped into someone so hard that she lost her balance. The impact almost sent her reeling to the floor but strong arms steadied her, gripping her hands firmly.
Adele squinted as she moved away from the arms of her savior when she had regained her balance.
Her vision blurred as she felt her head split in two, the impact from all the alcohol and the force of collision which she had bumped into the person.
Eyes narrowed as he stared at the half drunk girl and it narrowed even more when his eyes fell on her bleeding knee. What was she doing trying to escape with an injured knee.
" You're bleeding. You should be in good shape before considering an escape."
Adele's vision cleared immediately she heard his words. She looked to see the owner of the voice and her jaw dropped.