It was almost 7 am when I went back inside the house. Will still hadn't woken up yet. I did it, I thought to myself. A rush of adrenaline ran through my body as I played the memory with Jake all over again in my head. I did it. I told someone the truth. I felt like a million pounds of weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
I started breathing harder, and held my head it utter surprise. It just now hit me, the impact of what I had done. I had told a complete stranger, who happened to be my captive's best friend that he had kidnapped me and kept me here for three years! I never thought that I would see the day that those words would come out of my mouth. It was almost too unreal.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Remember what Jake told you, I thought. Stay calm and stay safe. I still had to go through with my original plan. I had to pretend like nothing had changed, I had to show affection and willingness to Will- until the right moment.
I went upstairs to our room and opened the door to change clothes. Will was still sound asleep, snoring loudly. I went to the closet and picket out an outfit for the day. I chose a pair of black jeans and a bright fuchsia embroider top-because I felt happy. I went to the bathroom and changed out of my pajamas really quickly.
I came out and went to the dresser to comb my hair. While I was combing my hair, my eyes landed on Will through the mirror. I clenched my teeth and stared at him. I went over to the bed and stood over him. "It's over" I whispered as a tear started to form in my eye. I took a pillow on the bed and held it tightly in my hands.
**Suddenly I was hovering over Will with the pillow as an urge came over me. I placed the pillow over his head and began to push down. He woke up with a jolt and grabbed a hold of my arms and tried to push me away, but I was too strong for him. I pushed the pillow down his face harder. He screamed for help, " Emi!!! Emi!!!!**
"Emi!" Came the voice of Will as it ringed through my ears. I shook my head and blinked.
"What? Huh?"
"I've been trying to call you but you're like, daydreaming over me or something," he said with a chuckle.
"Daydream..?" Oh, I thought. It was only a daydream. I looked at the pillow still in my hand and sighed. In plopped it on the bed and left for the kitchen to make breakfast.
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Trapped
RomanceEmi Tassel has got the life of her dreams-or so she is told. Captured by her stalker Will, she has spent three years pretending to be his loving doting wife, trying to look for an opportunity to escape. That's when their new neighbor Jake moves in...
