The Alpha & The Ripper

Chapter 12: 'Thank You'

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I woke up to my headache only slightly gone now. As I open my eyes, a glimmer of hope fills within me that I will wake up in my own bed in my own home with Shawn's room right across the hall and Melissa's room right next to mine, followed by my father's. But like always, I had no such luck.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, I felt a sudden need to let everything out. To cry just once so that way I can get my shit together and not feel the need to cry anymore. But I know that if I do cry, I will be showing weakness and showing weakness to my enemies is something I will never, ever do!

Sitting upward on the bed, I couldn't help but relax when I saw that Jayden was know we're in sight. I need to figure a way out of here... Or I need to figure out a way to let my family know that I'm alright. If only I could get my hands on my bow and arrows, then I would try to run as fast as I can and if I feel like I might get caught again, I'll just shoot an arrow at a tree so that way if they pass it, they will know that I was the one who shot it because my arrows are one of a kind. They have George's initials engraved in them so they will know it was me.

But when I think of that plan, I look down at my ankle and see the stupid cast still there. Man, how I hate this thing. I usually never have anyone put a cast on me. I would just put ice on it and try not to use it so much. Now I have this mother fucking thing on my foot and it would make it impossible for me to run, especially with the pain. Since it's broken, I can't really use it.

Deciding I did not care about my stupid ankle, I throw the blankets off of me and as throw my legs over the side of the bed. I am getting so sick and tired of this room and I need to get out of here. I may not be escaping but I really would not mind seeing other rooms besides this one. The other two times I have left this room, was only because I was too busy trying to escape. I still wish I would of taken that shower first before I hit that mutt on the head with the vase, just would of been nice to get a little cleaned up before I escaped. Now I am stuck in my filth for what I believe to be about a week and I can just feel the dirt molding off of me. My hair must look an absolute mess right now and I can feel that it actually hurts from it not being washed in days. I never knew that was possible but okay.

Taking a deep breath in, I put all my strength into my arms as I lift myself up, putting all my weight into my right foot. Reaching out for the dresser, I tried to walk on my left foot, only to feel nothing but pure agony. I yipped in pain, cursing almost a thousand curse words under my breath as I basically fell against the large dresser, using it to keep me up.

Hearing the door open, I snapped my head up to see Jayden walking in with something in his hands. I didn't get a chance to identify what it was before he placed him on the black couch and came over to me.

"What the hell you trying to do, Princess?" Jayden barked at me, while coming over to help me. I tried hard to fight him off, but the bastard was not giving up.

"What the hell does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to walk." I snapped at him, yanking my arm away as he tries to help hold me up.

"You broke your ankle, Princess. Maybe walking isn't that great of an idea," he kind of laughs at me. It irritates me to no end that he is finding this amusing.

"Well, I can't stand being in this room anymore! I just wanted to walk for a little, since your keeping me fucking prisoner."

"You mean you were trying to escape again." He stated, blankly. I look up to see pain on his face and quickly diverted my eyes, not wanting get to see his pain. I hate to admit this but, seeing his pain brings me pain. Damn mate pull!