Remember

Chapter 46: Slow Motion

I wake up and check the time, it's six thirty. I turn around, pretending to be asleep and peek open my eyes to check if Sawyer is still sleeping. I see the shape of his body in the blankets and I smile. I get up silently and slowly, so he won't hear. I quickly grab my shoes, leave my phone and head out somewhere Sawyer won't find me.

I slowly turn the knob, it creaks with each turn and I silently cringe at how loud a noise can be in the morning. I stop, pausing to make sure Sawyer is still in bed. I see his unmoving form and continue. I finally open the door and quickly walk down the hall.

I turn the corner and I hit something hard. I look up to find it's Sawyer. He's holding food and a bag. I swear he was sleeping in the room. My eyes widen. Sawyer stares at me, his green eyes narrowing in on me. I don't know what he's thinking, but I'm sure he's figured out that I'm trying to run away again.

"Breakfast?" He offers, holding the bag up. He's choosing to ignore my second runaway. I sigh frustrated.

"If I have to." I turn around and head back to the room. I feel like I'm a hostage. Once we're in the room, he hands me a warm cup of hot chocolate and a plate of pancakes.

"Here." He says, his tone of voice cold. Yeup, he's angry. I look through the bag he handed me, and see fuzzy socks, and a pair of sweats, and boots, and a tooth brush.

"What are these for?" I question.

"You'll freeze out there, with that ruined dress." He says, eyeing my clothes. I head to the bathroom and change. My hair is untamed and wild, I look homeless. I quickly put it up in a bun. I walk out and notice Sawyer is changed as well. He's wearing navy blue joggers and a hoodie, with a black beanie.

"I rented a car." Sawyer blurts out. I eat my food quietly, trying to figure out a way to get away from him.

"I want to explore the city." I tell him. His face is unamused.

"We're going back." He says sternly, he walks to the bathroom and slams the door behind. I hear the shower go on.

I hear a buzzing sound and try finding it. I move everything and finally see Sawyers phone lighting up on the bed. I quickly answer it.

"Sawyer?" I hear a women's voice. I don't answer and wait for her to continue. I hear her sighing on the other side. "I know your mad at me, but I'm waiting for you. We're having dinner with my parents. And you promised me." She whines. I think this is Isabelle talking. "I just hope you can forgive me." It sounds like she's crying.

"What are you doing?" I hear Sawyer say. I instantly hang up and drop the phone. I was hoping it would be someone else. I don't answer and try rushing out of the room.

"Your'er not running away this time." Sawyer says, coming after me.

"Stop following me everywhere." I tell him, my voice rising.

"What part of stop snooping through my shit, don't you get?"

I ignore his comment and get to the door, Sawyer is quicker than me, he closes the door and leans against it, blocking me from leaving. His curly ringlets are dripping water and his cheeks are rosy, I'm not sure if it's from his anger or from the hot shower.

I stop right in front of him and glare at him, a dark look crosses Sawyers face before he glares at me.

"Why are you stopping me from finding answers?" I question.

"You're not going to find anything in my phone." He says crossing his arms.

"I feel like you know more than you lead on." I say, my voice steady.