Finding Jessica

Chapter 4

Update!!!!!! Sorry For the delay!!!
These past weeks I've had a case of writers block but not for that long. I've been writing but I never had time to officially finish writing this chapter. I've been busy. I past my exams! Yay Me!!!!! Now for Chapter Four!!!!

Jessica's POV

Two years later...

Two years! Two damn straight years, I've been in this hell whole with no way out. Every time we made a stop at the docks, some how I was always passed out. And I would always miss my chance to escape. I miss everyone, everday I wonder how everyone is doing. And poor dad, he already lost mother and now he's lost me. But I'll find my way back to him, to them.

"Awake now, are we? Master will be with you in a minute." Mike said. Over these two long years, I've been able to get to know the guards or slaves I would say. This time I actually have someone willing to help me escape. Her name is Lorena. She is Andrew's sister.

Who's Andrew, you may ask? Well, Andrew is the kidnapper who took me and raped me. And I actually ran into him the day I first talked to Derrick Henderson.

Flashback ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Actually...". I turned around slowly. "I'll see you tomorrow to discuss the buisness Mr. Henderson". I smirked I saw him widen his eyes in realization to who I am. That's right daughter of the C.E.O your gonna merge companies with. Take that!

I turned around swiftly making my way towards the coffee machine. I turned my head once more to see him grinning at me and I grinned back.

Cue the butterflies!

As I was walking back to my hotel room, I bumped into sombody. As my body was about to descend towards the ground, someone swiftly wrapped their arms around my waist.

I was pulled into someone's embrace and I felt my breath knocked out of me. It was until my senses came back to me, I looked up and found a man staring at me.

"Are you ok, precious?" I blushed under his gaze, just by the simple nickname he called me.

"I'm fine. Thank you." I took a step back and stood up straight holding my coffee in my other hand.

"No problem, my lady." He took my unoccupied hand and lifted it to his lips leavinge a chaste kiss on it. I blushed even more and gave him a shy smile.

"I-I should be going. Nice meeting you sir." I smiled and went on my way. But not before I heard his reply.

"Nice meeting you. But it won't be the last." With that I kept walking.

End of Flashback ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Good Morning, precious. How was your night?" Speaking of the devil, call him and he shall appear. I just plainly stared at him, my face void of any emotion. He walked closer to me, my eyes cautiously watching his every move. During my time here, I've also learned to detect his moves. Every motion he does with his hands. Overall, I've just studied his body language, the way he moves determines what he's going to do next. When he cracks his kncuckles, he's either about to slap me or pull my hair and tie me up. Or when he taps his foot it means he's about to take me to the 'black room' known as his room where he keeps me when I've been behaving badly which is...all the time.