Can't Escape

Chapter 4

::Rainee::

"Time to get up!" I heard Alejandro say.

I opened my eyes to see Alejandro undoing my shambles. Thank God. Those chains left marks on my frail, little, wrists. I honestly wanted to immediately attack, but he's just so muscular.

The most damage I could do is a small bruise. I'm so weak. I let him pull me up and haul me downstairs like luggage. The house was nice. No props for you, Alejandro.

The kitchen was more focused on marble, so it was all white. Marble counters, table, which looked like a bar, floors, walls...the stove and refrigerator were metal and the curtains were white and had tassels on the ends.

Alejandro shoved me in front of the refrigerator.

"Cook me breakfast," he demanded.

I looked back at him.

"But I-"

"No buts, just cook, Rain."

I sighed, and turned back to the refrigerator. I was trying to tell him I'm not the best cook. That's a lie, though. I'm the best cook in the house. I should poison him but where would I get poison from?

Oh well. I grabbed bacon, four eggs, shredded chesse, salt, and pepper. My plan? To make an omlette and bacon. The only way to escape is to gain his trust. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Am I right? Except I don't really want to gain his heart, just his trust. So I can escape.

I cracked the four eggs open and put them in a bowl. Then I beat them and put the salt and pepper in. I turned the stove on medium and got a frying pan...a frying pan...I could beat him with this but that's pointless. I put four strips of bacon on the pan and fried it, then made a cheesy omlette.

I didn't cook for myself, though. I have no appetite, right now.

I strolled over to Alejandro.

"Voila." I said like I was being sarcastic.

I stared at him, observing his every move, for my plan.

He stared back.

"Have a seat, please." He said sternly.

I quickly sat down. I remained quiet while he destroyed the bacon and omlette. I looked around, trying to figure out an escape route. The windows have bars, the steel frontvdoor doesn't have a lock on it, so I'm guessing it locks from the outside, like all the other steel doors. Ugh. If only spoons really could go through the floor.

"Best. Food. Ever. Put this in the sink." Alejandro said, sliding his plate over to me.

I didn't respond and got up and put the dish in the sink.

"Anything else?"I asked.

"I should reward you for that wonderful meal."

"Can the reward be letting me go?" I asked.

Alejandro shook his head, and got up. I flinched a little 'cause he looked serious. His face softened and he kissed me.

It made me gag because his breath smelled of eggs. I like eggs and all, but the smell is unbearable. I wiped his sloppy kiss off of my lips when he looked out the bared window.

I never want to experience that again.

"You can go back to your room now. You're excused. In an hour, come to my room. I like my women precise, so don't even be a minute late." He said.

I got up and went back upstairs. Not to my so-called room, though. If this plan doesn't work, I don't know what will.