Forced Desires

Road Trip

I had the seat back and took a nap, I woke up to Alaric playing with me again. I moaned lightly and dug my nails into his arm. He stopped for a second, I opened my eyes to see we were still driving. It was dark and no one was on the road, I looked at the clock to see 2 AM I've ben sleeping for about an hour

"How much longer do we have to drive?" I asked 

"About five minutes."

He was tired, I could hear it in his voice. I looked at him to see dark circles under his eyes and sipping on an energy drink. I knew he wouldn't let me drive the rest of the way. We were on a long bridge when I saw a sign. "Welcome to Vermont." 

 "Vermont? What took us so long to get here?" I asked

"Have you been here before" He asked. 

"No" I said

"Well we had to go north for a while he said, welcome to Alburg." He said. 

"Never herd of it" 

He passed a gas station and turned on a side road. There were only a couple housed until we got far enough that I didn't see any for a while. We pulled onto a dirt driveway and drove up to a beautiful old colonial looking home. I fell in love with it the minute I saw it. 

We stacked our bags on the porch and I opened the door. It was already furnished and cleaned, Alaric went upstairs to a giant bedroom. 

"Do you like it?" He asked 

I smiled at him and nodded. 

"Good....We're meeting my cousin tomorrow then we will find him a wife." 

I was so shocked I couldn't stop my words. 

"I'm not helping you kidnap and force a girl into marriage."  

"You don't understand" he said.  

"The hell I don't understand"

 His hand whipped across my face so hard I fell to the floor. 

"What did I say about being good?" 

He lifted me up by hair and pulled me into the bathroom. He threw me, my stomach hit the sink and my head hit the mirror on the wall. I fell to the floor holding my stomach. Alaric got down on his knees and lifted my head. I flinched at his touch

He went to our bags and started digging through them, my head was pounding. He came back with a first aid kit and sat on the floor. my head was in his hands as he cleaned up the wound on my head. 

"I'm sorry, I just need you to understand what I do is best for the people on both ends. You will get it soon." His voice was soft and his big hands were warm. 

"From now on I need you to be good, and I'm not asking okay?"

"Okay." My head hurt too much to argue 

"He's going to be here by noon tomorrow I need you to make everything look nice, I'll do everything else." 

I got up slowly and held my head. I headed downstairs and went into the living room, there were boxes and furniture everywhere. It all looked brand new and expensive. It was nice to finally be alone, I could finally think about how I'm going to get out of here.