Nearly Broken

Chapter 30 - Lost

The creamy white walls, large windows, and beautiful paintings in my new room were much more inviting than the previous dark space I had occupied before. After I had promised to stay with Jet, he led me to an elevator and locked me in a bedroom on the fifth floor. He had pointed towards the closet and told me to change into something from the back dresser after taking a shower. I had an hour before he would return.

I have been laying on the comfortable bed for fifteen minutes now; with little thought of getting up. I hadn't realized how exhausted I truly was until I had plopped onto the mattress. While I was being held as a prisoner, I hadn't had very much comfortable sleep considering I had to lie on the stone floor. Without hesitation, I closed my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep.

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"Already disobeying me? I know you have to stay here willingly, but we have to lay down some rules." Jet's voice rang through my ears causing me to awake.

"Rule number one," suddenly the curtains were pushed opened and blinding sunlight splashed through the room. "You must do everything I tell you to do. Despite my love for you, I do not trust you. Thus, you will be treated like my personal slave. Understand?"

I lazily rubbed my eyes and tried to adjust to the now bright room. I gave Jet an I'm-too-tired-for-this-shit look and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. My head ached from all the stress the past few days have put on me. I made my way to the bathroom, ignoring Jet's presence.

Half way to the bathroom, his hand roughly grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. His eyes were a dark red, but strangely I wasn't afraid. He looked annoyed and angry at first, but then he smirked and his glare turned into a more lustful look.

"Follow." He dropped my wrist and started to walk towards the closet.

I hesitantly followed in step behind him. When he reached the door, he turned the knob to reveal a huge walk in closet. His hand roamed the wall until he found the light switch and the closet glowed with light. I peeked into the closet, it was filled with woman's clothes. I was surprised at how fashionable most of them were; they all looked very expensive. Jet took a few steps into the closet and went all the way to the back. I slowly walked towards him and turned to see what he was looking at.

In front of us was a large dresser. It was made of a fancy, looking dark wood and went from the floor to the ceiling. I looked at the dresser puzzled, then back at Jet. He had a devious smirk on his lips as he stared at the wooden dresser.

"Open it and choose something to wear. If I come back and you're not dressed, then I will throw you back in the basement and you will remain there until you've learned. Okay?" Jet's red eyes gleamed with the need to be in charge. I didn't comment on his threat. I didn't want to give Jet the pleasure of thinking he scared me. Instead, I rolled my eyes and opened the dresser.

When I saw what the dresser held, I mentally gagged a little. I turned around to ask Jet if he really expected me to put the degrading articles of cloth on my body, but he was gone when I turned around. I looked back at the lingerie that sat folded neatly in front of me. Was I really going to wear this? I couldn't picture myself in these kind of things.

My hand softly moved over the silky, lacey textures and I cringed. I believed him when he said he'd throw me back in that nasty, dark closet. So I can either dress like a high class stripper or be caged like an animal.

'Technically, I'm already caged like an animal.' My pride screamed at me.

I stared down at the lingerie again. I picked up a more tasteful, red piece. It had lace cups and a thin, see-through layer of silk to cover my belly and back. The matching underwear would cover all of my sacred areas. I slid to the wall of the closet. A few tears left my eyes as I held the fancy materials in my hands. This wasn't who I was. I didn't want to twist my self image just to sleep in a bed.

My mind was in five hundred different places. I was having flashbacks of my town, before it was destroyed. I can remember walking through a forest with Jet and laughing as we played tag in the trees. Then a memory of my mom teasing us about love at such a young age. I can remember one time when Marisol saw Jet kiss my cheek and how she thought he was the sweetest guy in the world. Oh how wrong she was.

A newer memory flashed through my mind. It was of a beautiful lake with a breathtaking man swimming in it. He was right in front of me and he pulled me closer to him. The water was cold on my skin, but oddly enough when I was in his arms I was warm. His lips grazed mine before passionately connecting together. I need to find Nash and we need to get out of here.

I ran out of the closet and searched the room for anything that could help me escape. The window was bared on the outside, so no jumping my way out. I rushed to the door, it was locked. I sighed and made my way to the bathroom. I locked the door and searched the cupboard. I found plenty of makeup, nail clippers, jewelry, and perfumes. Finally I found something useful; scissors.

Although Pernicious were superior in almost every way, they still fell just as easily as humans. I could stab Jet and run out the door, but what are the chances I'll make it far? Besides, I don't want to hurt anyone. As I was putting the scissors away, I heard a knock on the door. I jumped back and remained silent.

"Verona, I know you're in there. I can smell you. Plans have changed, wear a short silk dress. You have a long night ahead of you." Jet's voice commanded behind the door.

I heard his footsteps walk out of the room and I released my breath. I jumped for joy that I wouldn't have to wear the skimpy lingerie. I walked to the closet and picked up a white, silk gown, then I went to take a shower. Once I finished, I slipped on the dress and put on a bit of makeup before stepping back into my room. Jet was sitting on my bed with a pair of plain white heels in his hands.

"Put these on." He threw the shoes towards me and I slid my feet into them.

He was at my side in the blink of an eye and I took a step away from him. Jet grabbed my elbow and started leading me towards the door. A pit formed at the bottom of my stomach; something was wrong. I turned to look at Jet.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked as kindly as I could.

Jet smirked and his cold, red eyes met mine. "Well, I want you to enjoy your last night as a human."