Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

I was pacing back and forth in the bedroom I had locked myself in. My mind was racing as I tried to plan an escape. I couldn't escape in here, there wasn't anywhere to go.

I walked over to the window again and looked down, calculating how many bones I would probably break if I jumped from five floors up.

Didn't seem worth it.

Pacing back to the middle of the room I kept taking deep breaths so I wouldn't start panicking.

The knock on the door made me jump and I debated whether to open it or not.

I wasn't in the mood to see Cole, but maybe he was going to actually talk to me now.

I slowly opened the door waiting for what Cole would say.

Carter appeared in the doorway and when he caught sight of me he frowned slightly.

I held my breath, wondering why I still thought he was gorgeous- even when he was my kidnapper.

I tried to keep my face emotionless like he did and I looked him straight in the eyes, which were a dark midnight blue, instead of their normal bright blue.

"Can we talk?" Carter asked, clenching his jaw.

"What's there to talk about, your kidnapping me. Are you going to let me go?" My attitude must have angered him because he stiffened and looked down at me.

And I mean he looked DOWN at me- he was at least half a foot taller than me.

"No I'm not going to let you go." He said annoyed. "I need to talk to you but you have to listen to me."

I crossed my arms over my chest.

"And why would I do that?"

"Because I said so" He left no room to argue.

"Fine" I said still pouting like a little kid.

I didn't know why I gave into him so easily. Maybe it was the fact that he looked like he should not be angered.

I walked across the room and sat at the edge of the bed.

Carter followed but stayed standing in front of me.

Probably to look more intimidating, which was working, by the way.

"I've never had to do this before" he muttered running his hand through his hair.

"I'm taking you back with me, where I live. You can save your breath and not try to escape because you won't be able to."

"Where are we going?" I was doubtful he knew what I would do to escape.

He looked at me wearily.

"Come on if I 'have no chance of escaping' you might as well just tell me" I pressed, trying to impersonate his voice, which I failed miserably at.

"Is it Florida?" I asked, suddenly remembering when he told me he lived there. If I was going somewhere it might as well be sunny and warm.

"What- oh, no" He said confused.

"You were lying" I said narrowing my eyes. I shouldn't be that surprised, I've never heard of a truthful kidnapper.

"Not everything was a lie."

"Where are you taking me?"

"You don't have to know-"

"Why can't I at least find out where I'm going to be held hostage?" I looked at him with pleading eyes. I didnt know how far we were actually going- I didn't even know where we were right now. Probably far from Tennessee.

Carter shook his head.

I should have known he wouldn't give me any answers.

"Is that all?" I asked turning away from him. I was done with getting no answers. I wasn't going to talk to him now, even though I was acting like a little spoiled brat, then so be it.

"Get ready, we're leaving in ten minutes." And with that he disappeared out of the room.

I was following Carter out of the hotel with Cole following close behind.

The two guys and the narrow hall made it impossible to escape, so I just looked around at the colorful and expensive decor.

When we got to the lobby- a big circular room with a front desk in the middle, also a circle- Carter walked up to the lady behind it.

Cole and I stayed back so I took this chance to pry.

"So...Cole..." I smiled sweetly at him.

His brow raised and he looked confused. Good. I had been ignoring him ever since we left the room and I could tell he didn't like it.

"Do you, by any chance, know where we are going?" Still with the sweet voice.

Cole realized why I was trying to do now and only shook his head.

"Please Cole?" I tried to make the best puppy look I had. Even though I never made it before and it probably looked stupid.

He sighed. "Far away..."

I glanced at Carter, who was still at the desk.

He seemed to do the same. "...west side of the country" He whispered.

Before I could ask him anything else Carter returned by my side.

"Let's go" he gave a stern glare at Cole who straightened up and continued walking behind me.

As we walked out the door I could feel Carter move closer to me. I just ignored him, which was what I had decided to do from now on.

The hotel was actually surrounded by forests, surprisingly. I saw the two SUVs parked the farthest away from the hotel, almost to the trees.

Suddenly, my mind was set on a plan.

We walked in between the two vehicles and, as soon as Carter turned away for a split second, while Cole was opening the door, I bolted out to the woods.

I don't think I had ever ran as fast in my life and I was thankful I had taken cross country for a few years so I had some endurance.

Time seemed to slow as I got closer to the trees and heard Carter yell out to me. My adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I was so close to freedom and- I felt a tight grip enclose on my arm and bring me to a halt.

While also erasing all the hope I just had seconds ago.

I was breathing hard as I faced Carter and noticed he seemed to not even be the slightest out of breath.

I tried to rip my arm away but it was no use.

"Ugh!" I muttered out of frustration.

"You know if I scream people will come" I threatened, even though I couldn't see anyone currently outside.

"Do it and we'll knock you out again."

I was still struggling but Carter's hand would only tighten more as I tried to wriggle out of his grasp.

Yeah, I was hopeless.

"Please don't make me use this again" Cole held up a cloth- the cloth - with a look of pity.

I did not need his pity.

I stopped moving and let Carter lead me into the passenger seat.

Cole went to his vehicle and as Carter was walking around to the drivers side I pulled on the handle, not giving up on my 'running away into the woods plan.'

The fact that the child lock was on stopped me from achieving this.

Really? A child lock? Was there even a child lock on a passenger door?

I could see Carter's grin as he got in and started the engine.

I crossed my arms and put my feet up on the dash board. Might as well get somewhat comfy since I was back to plan of 'ignoring Carter'.

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