*Part 4*

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"How are you this morning?" Aidan asks. I just sit on the small couch on my balcony, staring at the city down below. The house was pretty far away from other public cities, and how high this house was, made the view beautiful, "Are you hungry?" he asks, leaning a bit closer. I don't respond, forcing myself to not look at him. There was a tendency in his eyes, that forced you to look at them, "Do you want to go outside?" I finally give in and look at him. I nod, hesitantly. He smiles, "Okay," he grabs my hand and pulls me up. We head back into my room, and he leads me out of my room, outside. 

I've been in the garden before, since it's one of the few places where I can be, usually when Aidan is gone. 

He leads me to a couple of chairs, he moves one of them back so that I can sit. I do so, and he pushes my chair in, before seating down too, "Are you hungry?" he asks for the hundredth time, I don't respond, "Do you want anything?"

"No, can you stop talking please, I just want to be somewhere silent," I say about to lose my patience. It's been about a week since my last escape attempt, so security has been pretty tight, ever since. Aidan wants to be with me a lot now, and it annoys me. Especially with all his stupid questions. 

How the hell does he expect me to be doing? I'm trapped in a stranger's house, less to say a Narco's house, where I got beat not just twice, but three times, in a period of about 15 or 17 fucking days! Who knows if I've been here longer or not.

"I'm just trying to be nice," he mutters.

"Well, I don't care," I snap. He glares, but I just ignore him and stand up.

"Y/N, I just want to have some time with you," he says, I don't look at him, but at a white rose near me, that had gotten my attention, "without arguing, or fighting,"

"How do you plan for us to do that, huh?" I say looking at him, before he responds I interrupt him, "You know, there is one thing I do want," I say, " But it's the only thing you can't and won't give me," I say at the edge of tears again, I hated myself for it, "well at least not willingly," I walk away back inside to my room. I fall back to my bed and cover my face. 

I wanted to leave so bad!

Good thing, I at least know where I'm at now.

I'm apparently in Michoacan, Mexico. Based on Camila. I hear a faint knock, which I immediately knew was her.

"Come in!" I call out, the door opens and Camila walks inside closing the door.

"Aidan, wants you to get ready,"

"For?" I ask sitting up on my bed, raising an eyebrow.

"He's taking you out for dinner,"

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Camila had forced me to wear a nice dress since apparently it was supposed to be a romantic dinner, and I was supposed to wear something appropriate for that occasion.

Camila had forced me to wear a nice dress since apparently it was supposed to be a romantic dinner, and I was supposed to wear something appropriate for that occasion

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