Interest [COMPLETED]

12. Escaping Hell (Pt. 1)

Isabella's POV

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I needed to escape. I needed to get out of this hell hole.

Frank had not been here when I woke up so I just assumed that he  had left when I fainted. I wasn't in lingerie like I had been before, maybe I still wore it inside but I had clothes on. I couldn't feel my body, it was cold and I was numb. Not because I was raped, because I was crying for hours.

Also I hadn't felt sore when I woke up so that meant that he hadn't raped me. Yet.

Frank's absence gave me the chance to look around the room and see what was where. Though doing this while sitting in the corner of the room, chained to a cold bed wasn't really easy. My eyes were also blurry, I couldn't see much details.

The metal door was on the other side of the room from where I sat and the bathroom was just next to me. Still, I didn't think I would be able to use it without the guard accompanying me.

I just really wished that someone would find me. I didn't have anybody except Adrian and Benjamin. And they probably wouldn't be able to find me. Not alive anyways.

Don't lose hope, Bella.

While I was lost in my thoughts, I heard the heavy door open. My insides filled up with fright but I fought my fear and looked up to see what was behind the door.

Guard 1, check.

Cher sucking Guard 1's face, check.

This meant that this organization wasn't as proffesional as I thought it was. Frank hadn't planned much, he had just found me and brought me here since he had only one man guarding me, who currently made out with Cher. They were so sure I wouldn't be able to escape that they didn't even bother with any protection.

I could escape easily once I got out of these chains. And I knew exactly where I would find the keys. They were inside of Frank's back pocket.

There was only one way I could reach it. And I didn't know if I wanted to do this. Even though I knew I would die if I didn't. Frank disgusted me. I didn't even want to be close to him. But if I didn't try, I wouldn't be close to Adrian ever again.

Frank got inside of the room and closed the door. He was silent, his steps were slow and his eyes never left mine. As he came closer, and the sound of his shoes tapping the floor increased, my heart beat faster. I started to shake very slightly. Fear was consuming my energy, fear was what my body cells were all about.

But no. No, I wasn't going to be scared. I wasn't going to cry. I was going to get that goddamn key, and get out of this place as soon as possible.

So I forced a smirk on my face, immediately his face mirrored mine.

He pulled a wooden chair and sat in front of me. His dirty hand carresing my cheek. I wanted to jerk away. But I had to play well so I could get the keys from his back pocket.

I raised my hand as much as the chains allowed me to, and touched his hand lightly. His hard skin felt disgusting against my hand. His hand was far from soft, far from clean, far from comforting. But I acted like I loved it.

I need an oscar for doing this.

"Isabella, my princess, my baby. You are so beautiful." He complimented before his hand started going down.