His priced possession

Apologize?!

The next couple of days have been utterly boring. The only persons I saw were the cook who brought breakfast and dinner and a henchmen who came to check on me. I am now in the position that no one trusts me anymore, great job Alice! you really make life easier for yourself don't you. First I escape, for so far the good part, then I got shot by J himself although he didn't want to and then I got caught to be brought back to the mansion. And now I am under surveillance 24/7, and one of the things I truly hate is to be watched like I'm some sort of bad criminal. The irony is that everyone here in this mansion is a criminal except me. 

Fuck this shit, don't I have the right to go downstairs or go the garden? I could always try, I am almost fully healed to so I don't see the problem.

Hopping from the bed I make myself a bit more presentable. A shirt, sweatpants and my flip-flops. like a normal housewife. 

opening the door I'm greeted with the broad back of a Henchmen. Damn that is one hell of an back. He turns around and sees me with looking very innocent. He doesn't say anything he just stands there looking at me. Should I ask it?

"Hello sir, may I please go downstairs? I really need to stretch my legs. I think that would help with the healing process, I will remain inside! please?" I say with pleading eyes. But the man still stands there like a fucking statue. I keep looking at him until he turns around with his backside pushed in my face. Jerk. I'm about to shut the door when something catches my eye. In his butpocket ( I love to call it that) sticks an phone out. He would sense it if I grabbed it, but this could be of great use to me. 

With a most Wonderful plan in mind I prepare myself to push this man and to unknowingly grab his phone. 

3...2...1.. 

I run against the man but he doesn't even flinch! Me on the other hand... lets say I have a concussion. The only thing the man does is let out a deep sigh and turns around. I guess he was tired of me because he slams the door shut right  in front of me. But my plan did succeed! the nitwit didn't notice that I took his phone.

With a quick pace I walk to the bathroom and lock the door behind me. unfortunately he has a lock on his phone. I could make an emergency call can't I? 

But the only problem is that the only number I can remember is J's. He would be furious when he finds out that I have a phone. But what other choice do I have? I am so desperate to get out of this wretched room that it might be worth it to call J. Hell, I'll just do it.

I typ in the numbers and hold the phone by my ear. How is it that when he's not even here I become all shaky and stuff. I wait a few more seconds before he picks up with a irritated voice.

"what?" thats al he says. here we go...

"uhh hey J! Its Alice.... I was wondering were you at! I thought maybe you and me could have a little chat since I'm very desperate to talk to someone and I want to.... I want to apologize but I don't want to do it by phone so I thought maybe you could come home...." I tried to say with my most loving voice so that maybe just maybe I could convince him to come. After all I actually miss J.

It remains still on the line. Shit I knew this was a bad plan, a fucked up plan I should hang up, no wait I shouldn't. 

"How in hell do you have a phone?" His voice is low but surprised.

"Well I found it to be honest." My hands were getting moist.

"Hmmm so little Alice wants to have a chat with her daddy he? Try to make things right for what she did to him isn't it? Well it looks like were making progress here I'll be home in 10 min and I hope ya got a good apologizing tactic because I am not a well forgiving person honey." And with that he hung up

His voice was dangerously low and I knew all to well which tactic I had to use...

I better make myself more presentable cause this is going to be hot.