In Unsafe Hands

Chapter 27 cerveza y tequilla

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Yes I updated! Sorry for not posting earlier. Like many of you I had school and finals. But here it is! My sister, brother, and sister-in-law are coming for Christmas so I'm excited for that 😊Also I updated the book cover, I hope y'all like it. I'm also thinking about changing the title to In unsafe hands (or arms). What do you think? Anyways I hope y'all have a great Christmas🎁🎄. (I apologize for any grammatical mistakes)Thanks for reading 😊

I locked myself in my room and stared out they window at the slowly sinking sun.How was I supposed to get the code for that safe?I couldn't just guess because that would be virtually impossible, there were thousands of possible combinations. Could I some how get Gaige to give them to me? No, not in his right mind would he just give it to me especially if it did in fact contain weapons. I thought back to my first attempt to escape. Gaige had cut me with several knifes. Some times when I was asleep and having a nightmare, as I often did of late, I could still feel them.The cuts had healed a while ago.Pale raised scars stood out on my skin. It was a physical reminder of why I needed to escape.Which brought me back to the garage. Did he still keep the knives in there? I thought I remembered seeing another safe in the garage but did it have a code or a regular lock? If I was able to get a knife would I still be able to fight of Gaige? No definitely not he was massive. What if I got him drunk? Would he spill the combination?

I had drank before with my friends but never gotten slobbering drunk, just buzzed. Would I be able to out drink Gaige? Would he even drink with me? This plan probably wouldn't work no it definitely wouldn't work. He wouldn't tell me the combination intoxicated or not, but maybe I could take a look into the garage. I had purposely avoided it, only going in there when Gaige had taken me to get supplies. I shuddered at the memory of my "punishment" but I had to see if there was anything that could be of use. At the very least I could get a weapon to Nathan who would have an even chance of fighting Gaige. It might be our only hope. I knew I was going to have a killer head ache in the morning but fuck I was going to enjoy it for the moment. Gaige knocked on my door telling me it was time for dinner. I walked out into the kitchen, a false smile on my face. I contemplated how to go about this. Should I just tell him out right that I wanted to drink? Would he say no? I was silent while we prepared dinner. We sat down and I was still silent. Gaige and I on occasion talked during dinner. People had always told me that I was very easy to read, my emotions always showed on my face."You look pretty lost in the clouds. Whatcha thinking about?" He asked stabbing a piece of salad. I smirked letting out a tired groan."what?" He laughed lightly."I want to ask you something but i'm afraid you'll say no." I pushed my food around on my plate smirking slightly knowing that he was now interested. "You can ask me anything just shoot." I looked at him through my lashes. I groaned lightly. I decided to just spit it out " will you drink with me?" I didn't mean to but I practically yelled it. He must stared at me his expression froze." I mean I've had a couple drinks before but I've never been drunk. I wanted to try it and I thought I might as well do it with you since ... well since I'm here and..." I trailed off. Gaige sat there his expression blank. I thought he was going to say no but he surprised me"sure why not?" He shrugged."really?" He nodded.

Gaige stood up and walked into the pantry. He knelt down and unlocked a storage space in the floor. I had noticed it before and wondered what was it. Obviously nothing that important if it was in the pantry but still I was curious. Gaige pulled out two different bottles of liquor one looked like water and the other was a golden brown. I instantly knew it was vodka and whiskey. He grabbed two glasses and some ice. He placed them on the table. After putting some iced in the glasses he poured a small amount of whiskey into each glass. We each grabbed a glass. Gaige lifted his glass as a way of saying cheers. I brought the glass up to my lips but didn't swallow any. I let the smell invade my senses before throwing the glass back and downing it all. The burning sensation that every one talks about was there. I coughed and my eyes watered but then there was a cooling sensation that calmed the previous burning. I blinked several times clearing the tears from my eyes. I looked up to see Gaige staring at me one eyebrow cocked. "what?" he just looked down shaking his head and taking another sip from his own glass. "Figured it'd be better to take it all at once." I shrugged. Gaige chuckled " No it would not but it seems like you've had some experience considering you didn't choke as much as I thought you would." He held up the bottle of whiskey offering me more. I held out my glass out for more " I've had some a couple beers. Some rum once but I honestly never had the desire to get slobbering drunk before. Not with the groups of friends at least, which is amazing that i chose to not do it, because you know how great I am about choosing friends." I downed the fresh glass Gaige had poured my cringing but i didn't cough this time. I held out my glass for more but Gaige shook his head. My temper flared i needed Gaige to drink with me or my plan would never work. Maybe i needed to slow down, Gaige was only just begining to pour his second glass and i had already downed three." Gaige i asked you to drink with me. Now drink with me damn it."He still didn't pour me another glass. "No you're angry. You don't need to be drinking while you're angry. " I flet my face flush." Like hell you drink when you're angry!" I argued.