Bad Kitty (Zarry)

Chapter 50

Harry (POV) December 30th

It's been a day since i last seen Skye's, not even hearing from him which was another sign of relief. Not one of Skye's men had bothered to come in and check on me, sure they fed me whenever it was time to eat. 

They would push open my bedroom door, slide my food in and close it just as i would stand to reach for my breakfast, lunch, or dinner. 

I know that my anger towards him would vanish soon, not soon enough...my bum was still hurting and the medicine they were giving me had only been working for about an hour to two. The pain was nothing like how i felt deep down, i was hurting emotionally. 

The only thoughts that were clouding my mind...was Zayn looking for me? Was he happier without me there to pull him back and keep him from going anywhere?

 That never happened though, i let him do as he pleased, i let him live and hang with who he wanted to. I wasn't some hung up lover that wanted him 24/7. 

How can i be so stupid? I trusted a man who only pushed me away and now look where i am. I'm stuck with another man who only wants to use my body and brain. 

A man who is probably going to cut me open and play with my insides later on.  I put myself in this place, this is all my fault.

 I should have stayed away from other human contact but no...My selfish ways wanted to own a house and keep a man from spitting out a word.

 I put myself in such a complicated place, a place that will no longer help me free my emotions and thoughts. Not with all the yelling coming from the other side of my room, too much yelling. 

''I told you Steel, i'm not going to go tell Skye's anything. I'm already beat from him slapping me over the face with that nasty old rag that was covered with somebody else's blood. He's been in such a grumpy mood lately, so no thanks. You go ask him if we can have our break.'' 

A rag covered in blood? So is this why he hasn't been coming here and bothering me? Is it because he's doing outside work? 

Why do i even care, it's not like they're going to treat me any better if he gave them the word. I'm going to find a way out, rather they have this place booby trapped or not...I need to get out and i need to do it now. 

As i distanced myself away from the door, i walked backwards until my back touched the wall closest to the window. 

I just have to figure out a way to escape without triggering any alarms nor the damn guard dogs that block the fence and mansion. 

This was going to be tricky, i never thought this through without actually coming up with a plan. Usually i don't think things through, i just go for what seems right and stop for what seems wrong. 

Maybe i can attack the next man that brings me food, pull him in and snap his gross neck...that's too violent, don't think i want to kill anybody.

But do i really want to let half of these men live for the damage they have done? They probably have hurt others as well, they probably laugh as they watch innocent people die. 

I'm no killer but i'm sure as hell ready to rip somebody's heart out of their chest and eat it in front of them. 

The voices outside my room had gone quiet, as if the men that were fighting had left. They probably did, not that i'm complaining from the lack of noise but this gives me time to come up with a plan.

 I don't have much time...I need to do this today and it has to b soon, i'm not going to stay here any longer only for Skye's to come in out of nowhere.