Two Lives. One Boy.

Chapter 10- Don't tell me I didn't warn you

I stared at Jack's raised eybrows and clenched my teeth while taking a step forward, "Locking me in, seriously? I'm starting to re think my decision if there's no freedom whatsoever!"

Jack continued to give me a suspicious glare while shifting his figure off the doorframe and looked me up and down. Was there still dust on my shirt!? "Do you normally talk to yourself?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, "No," I quickly added, "Unless I'm frustrated." He must've heard us.

Jack shrugged, "I'm taking you out."

"No you're not," I shook my head.

"You said you wanted some freedom, a breath of fresh air. Here's you chance." He handed me a dress with a pair of high heeled shoes. I'm not even going to lie, it was beautiful. "You must try it on. I bought it for you." He also handed me a red lipstick and mascara. "I even thought of makeup."

I bit my lip and went to another room to change, locking the door. The red dress hugged at my figure, tight around my waist and the fabric was slightly twisted at the chest area looking a bit like a rose. It flowed down to my ankle with a slit showing some of my right leg. It also showed my shoulders with a strip of sleeve around the top part of my upper arm. It was made out of silk so it must have been very expensive. I slipped on my four inch heeled red shoes, added a coat of lipstick and put a bit of mascara. It had been ages since I had worn heels, back in the modelling days. After that it was all just sneakers and combat boots.

Arms full of tattoos and an elegant dress draped around my body. To be honest, the look was't bad. I stepped out, "This is not classed as a date, just a chance for some freedom and breather." I don't even think he heard me as his eyes travelled up and down my body in awe like he was seeing a friking unicorn. I clicked my fingers in front of him, and said, "Snap out of it." while i strode up to the door and flung it open.

"I would have opened the door for you like a gentleman but I was too caught up staring at your beauty-"

"Okay, okay I get it Jack. Where are we going because I am starving." It was 11:30pm and i hadn't eaten anything since 5:00pm. My tummy had been rumbling contantly and i didn't find that very pleasant at all.

"I still remember your favourite restaurant babe and I've booked a table for two," He smiled while trailing a finger down my arm.

Whenever Jack touches me, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about the way i feel when Christopher touches me. It's so different. Even when I loved Jack, his touch wasn't as electrifying as Christopher's. Even though I had only seen Christopher moments ago I had a crave to be back in his arms and I missed him. I missed him so much. I didn't feel safe with only Jack in the room even though he wasn't the horrible cheater I always thought he was.

"What are you thinking about?" Jack's firm voice cut me out of my thoughts. He had his eyebrows furrowed, "You seem uncomfortable."

I shook my head and mumbled, "nothing," in reply.
"I'm sorry about all this sweetheart, I promise I'll get you a better place to stay, maybe right next to my room and we can go out all the time. Just like old times." I cringed when he said 'sweetheart'.

I shook my head, "No, I like it here. It's like a blank canvas and I want to make it my own by buying wallpaper and furniture of my choice. Can I do that?" I tried to not say it rushed or snap because he might suspect something. I couldn't move away from the c's 'hideout'. I don't know what i would do if I did.

"Well, I'll give you a 'blank canvas' room near mine." he said. I started panicking, "You force me to become a model again when I absolutely hate it just to be your f**king cover! You tie me up to a chair, lock me inside a room and now you're forcing where I can stay! If you really love me or let alone like me, you wouldn't treat me this way!" I yelled. That was the only thing i could think of, yelling. I needed to stay in that room. Crossed fingers that he doesn't suspect anything.