My Badboy Husband (On Hold)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Something important

Isabella's POV

I slowly walked down the stairs that led to the basement with the small tray in my hands as my heart thumbed rapidly in my chest. Carter is out in a meeting with Omar since I didn't let them talk the last time and he put me in charge of bringing jessica something to eat and the only reason I agreed to this is because I didn't want to be the reason she starved to death down there. 

The small tray shook vigorously as I opened the door stepping in. And at the corner of the room I saw a chair, her head slightly lifted as her gaze met with mine freezing my body as it was as if I was unable to move under her stare.

Her lips curved into a small smirk as she looked at me from head to toe. "Well well well look who decided to pay me a visit" she smiled deviously

"I just came to give you your food" my voice came out barley above a whisper.

"OK"she shrugged still holding that evil smirk that made me a bit nervous as I began approaching her.

Every step her gaze never left me, watching my every move.  I stood in front her before reaching out the tray towards her as she quirked an eyebrow. "You do know you have to untie my hands first right"she stated"Or are you scared" she smiled

Not bothering to answer her I placed the tray on a nearby desk and started untying the rope that was tightly tied around her wrist.

As the brown ropes fell letting her hands go free, I couldn't help but notice the bright red mark they left on her.

Suddenly reminding me of the two times Sean made those same exact marks on my hand.  The first time when he soaked me with petrol in that abandoned house to the second time when he kidnapped me.

The memories came flashing back like a storm swirling in my head. From the first time I saw him to the very last time. Everything. When he was kind and when he wasn't.

I felt as my eyes began to sting slightly as the salty tears weld up in my eyes.

Why was I crying?

I had no clue. I guess it just makes me feel like I'm the bad guy now. I remembered how scared and helpless I felt feeling those ropes tied to my hands, unable to move just sitting in one place. I would never want that for anyone not even my greatest enemy.

Trying my best not to let a tear slip out I closed my eyes taking in deep breaths to relax myself before standing back up straight.

I took the tray off the table now handing it towards her before sitting at another chair.

I felt extremely uncomfortable and so scared in the same room with her but the fact that her feet were also tied down gave me just the right amount of courage and confidence I needed to relax.

I sat there just watching her until she finished and not once did she let her stare leave mine. Its as if she thought I was going to hurt her, but I wouldn't,  believe it or not I actually wanted to let her go. But I knew carter wouldn't be to happy about that and it wouldn't be so good for my own safety either. Soon her hands were tied down again not giving her any freedom to do anything.

"So"I heard her say grabbing my full attention" what exactly are you and your so called 'boyfriend' planning to do when Jane gets here? " she asked

"Excuse me"I raised an eyebrow at her

Letting out a small chuckle she slightly shook her head"hilarious" she mumbled

Damn thing girl is even more psychopathic than I thought