Forced To Love You

Early Lunch

Taking the pills worked to help me sleep the rest of the day. Madison woke me up late into the evening with food. She wanted to talk but I told her I wasn't feeling good and I didn't want to talk. She didn't push it but she also didn't seem like she believed me too much.

I waited until I knew Christian would be in meetings to follow through with my plan. I asked Madison to get me something to eat before I got ready.

I grabbed two outfits and folded them up on the bed. I set my pain meds on top of them before grabbing my shoes. I slipped my left shoe on then slid my other shoe under the bed to hide it. Christian would find out that I left sooner or later but I wanted it to take him a little while before he came looking for me. If he did, that is.

I scooped up my belongings, or rather Madison's, and got to my feet. My ankle hurt but not too bad since I'd taken some medicine before Madison left. I just hoped it worked but didn't refrain me from driving.

I limped out of the bedroom and headed to the door. I took a deep breath before I opened the door. The guards on either side of the door looked over at me, seemingly surprised that I was leaving.

I smiled at them as best as I could. "Christian told me I could meet him in his office. We're going to have an early lunch."

They nodded in unison.

I turned to them before I started down the hall. "Oh, and can you not tell him I'm on my way? I want to surprise him."

"Yes, ma'am."

I bit the inside of my cheek as I started walking down the hall. I did my best to stay hidden as I made my way through the mansion. I struggled to remember where I was going but I managed to find the front doors.

It felt too easy to get out without anyone seeing me. There had to be something going on. Yet... I didn't care enough to find out. I wanted to get as far away from Christian and Twisp as I could before I could even give myself a chance to think about all the things that could go wrong.

I looked up at the sky as I walked out the doors. The clouds overhead were dark and scary looking and were moving in fast. I didn't like driving in the rain but it was better than being stuck with Christian. Anything was better than that.

I walked down the steps and approached one of the town cars. I found one that was unattended and opened the driver's door. I glanced around before I shut the door. I locked the doors and tossed my stuff onto the passenger seat. I looked around for the keys to the car and found them hiding, in plain sight, in the visor. I started the car and quickly put it into drive. One of the drivers peaked his head out of another car as I passed him. I could only hope that he wouldn't tell Christian.

It wasn't until I was away from the mansion and on a fairly deserted road that I allowed myself to breathe. My chest felt lighter and I felt like I could think better. My hands were still shaking and my eyes were still filled with tears but it was a relief to finally be free.

I looked at the dash and tapped the screen to load up the GPS system. I typed in my address and waited for instructions to load onto the screen. It was going to take days to get back home but I was willing to do it.

I turned on the radio and turned the volume up loud as I tried to drown out the sound of my crying. I couldn't have been any happier to leave. I needed to get back home and try to fix everything that Christian had ruined.

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I made it several hours before my stomach started growling and my ankle started to hurt again. I knew I couldn't keep taking the pain meds on an empty stomach. I pulled off somewhere in Idaho in hopes to come up with a plan for getting something to eat.

I hadn't brought any money with me. All of my stuff was somewhere at the mansion. Even Christian wouldn't tell me where it was.

I opened up the compartments in the front, hoping there might be some money stashed away. The middle console was bare but the glove compartment was nearly full. I riffled through several receipts and insurance papers on the car before I found a black credit card. It was wedged under all of the papers and hidden in the back of the glove compartment. It was a good hiding spot unless you were really looking for it. I couldn't believe someone was dumb enough to leave it in the car. Almost like they wanted someone to find it.

But that didn't matter. I had more important things to worry about than why a card was left in the car.

I loaded the GPS up again and searched for the closest fast-food restaurant. I didn't care what it was as long as they had food and would accept the card. After all, it was stolen.

I wasn't too far from a Chick-Fil-A. It was nice to know I could get the same food I had at home on the other side of the country.

I rested my head on my hand as my arm was propped up on the window ledge. I'd been driving a while yet I was only a state away. It was going to take me forever to get back home.

Fucking Christian.

It was all his fault.

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How do you guys feel about Christian? Do you hate him as much as Blair does?