Looks Can Be Deceiving

C H A P T E R 23

I've been in this cell for three days. The only way I've been able to tell was from opening the weird stationed window that let me know if it was light or dark. Alessandro has bought me food occasionally, but didn't really hold much conversation after I dismissed him the first go round.

He'd walk into the room holding a tray, a sad smile on his face, "Are you hungry? I bought... pizza?" He hesitated when I gave him a dark look. My eyes had been practically swollen shut from all the crying I had done when he left the first time.

"Screw you!" I seethed, placing my back against the crate when what I really had wanted to do was crawl into it. "Screw you! And to think I cried for your stupid death! I wish you were dead, I wish your throat was slashed clean open!" My eyes traveled up to his as I spat the words at him. New found tears had began to roll down my cheeks.

I was so emotional and the hurt expression that lingered in his eyes only made me angrier. How could he be hurt when he was the cause of all this? My head was pounding heavily and my body had still been aching pretty badly.

Alessandro stood there looking down at me. Listening to what I'd said and processed it all. I'd said I wanted him dead and he'd been hurt by that. In all honesty, I don't want him did, I just was so angry. I want him to suffer for what he has done and pay in other ways. Death would be an easy way out anyway.

I cried all day yesterday and almost all day today. My heart hurt for Ariana and the things she had to go through. A little part of me assumed they had took her life already, even when I was with William. I didn't know who or how but it was a nagging feeling that wouldn't go away. Now I know who and how. It pains me all the more to know that it was by Alessandro's very own hands.

Now I find myself back in the crate I once had woken up in. This time I had a stack of pillows and blankets to make it slightly comfortable. Alessandro has brought them to me and only when he'd left did I accept them.

I found out that there was a bathroom in the dark corners of this dimly lit cage. The cell had two openings; one led to freedom and the other led to shit- literally. I only use the bathroom when I'm two seconds from pissing myself, and I still haven't took the number two yet.

For some reason, I thought William would have come to save me by now. I mean, I'm not stupid, I know he's looking but I thought he would be faster. Three measly days is not a lot of time, this I know as well, but it feels like I've been here forever. Maybe he won't find me and I will be stuck here forever. What if Alessandro took me out of state or, even worse, the country. William won't suspect it being Alessandro because, well, Alessandro to him is dead.

So many bad fortunes has happened in my life and I can't seem to stop them. Even if I participate and be the submissive little fiancé I am suppose to be for William, things still go to hell. I still manage to get kidnapped and the kidnapper, unfortunately, is the person that is normally the rescue. On top of that, a rescue from the dead; which is ironic considering this only leads to death.

The door on the outside of the gate opens, followed by the cell door. A unfamiliar male walks in with a smile stretching from ear to ear, hand held out in my direction. "Hello Ms. My name is Bennett, and I am here to escort you to the boss."

I stare from his face to his outstretched hand countlessly. "I'm not going anywhere with you," I say, staring him dead in his eyes now. His smile made me very uncomfortable, and it irritates me that he looks genuinely happy.

His smile only then falls gracefully from his lips but he don't loose that light hearted appeal, "I don't care what it is you're sulking for. Follow me, please..." I shake my head 'no' and he walks closer towards my cowering body. "I will drag your spoilt little ass through this entire building if you don't follow me willingly... the choice is yours, child."