Assurance

Ten | Hot and Cold

TEN

B A I L E Y

- 2 weeks pass. 9:48 am -

"Wake up." I hear Lewis grunt.

Ever since I made him lunch a while ago, he has been so angry, so up tight. It's making me angry. We can't say anything without starting an argument. He is on the phone screaming at least three times a day! And Willow has been torn on whose room to go to, so she is confused.

"Why?" I answer, not moving.

"Because I said so." He groans.

"Because you say so? Ha! No." I say flatley.

"If you don't get up and get dressed in five minutes you'll regret it." He walks out of the room.

I turn to Willow. "What has gotten into him?" I say give her a kiss. I am not getting up, so I just lay back down, and fall asleep.

- 9:53 am -

"Are you kidding me?!" His voice startles me awake. "You have three seconds to get up." He sneers.

I sit up and glare at him. "What has gotten into you?!" I counter.

"One... Two... Bailey!" He shouts. It scares me. He walks toward me and grabs my wrist, wrenching me out from under the covers onto my feet.

"Hey!" I struggle to get out of his grip.

Lewis drags me down the stairs to a black SUV that has just pulled up in front of the house, putting me inside. Willow jumps in with me, Lewis tells the driver to go. Panic rises in me. I look behind and Lewis gets into another black car. What's going on?! Am I going to die?

"Hey!" I scream. I look at the two people in the front seat, "What's going on?"

They don't answer. Is he sending me to my death? Is he mad at me for snapping at him for the past two weeks, so angry that he wants to kill me? I am so terrified right now. Willow seems confused, she pases back and forth on the seat, looking through each window carefully.

A million possibilities go through my mind. And the memory of Lewis dragging me out of the bed is so confusing. He'd never do something like that. He has been so secretive during this entire ordeal, but the past two weeks have been different.

- 11:57 am -

Finally the car stops. There are a handful of other cars like the one I am in. All pulled into a big, clear airplane strip. One plane is out. I spot Lewis standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a button up shirt and dress trousers. He looks very serious, and profestinal. There are a few other men in suits.

My door opens and Willow jumps out jogging over to Lewis. "Please get out of the car." A man asks. I shake my head no. The man looks back to Lewis, who nods his head.

Then before I know it, I am on the man's shoulders and being carried into the plane. Willow barks in protest. I am put into a room that has a small table, twin bed and a bathroom. The door shuts, and I hear it lock. There is a hole at the bottom for Willow to crawl through, and when she does, she trots over and jumps on me while I am on the floor.

I want to cry right now, but no tears will come. I've never been on a plane before, so I'm nervous for that part. But the thing I am most scared of is where the plane will take me.

- 9:07 pm -

The day goes by so slowly. I have just stared out the window the entire time. Food has been put in here throughout the day, but I don't even glance at it. I'm just not hungry. How could I be? So many thoughts have dug their way into my brain no matter how hard I try to keep them out. It's exhausting. Maybe I can just rest my eyes for a little bit...