Kidnapped with Cameron Dallas

Chapter 23

"Good morning, Kate." Hannah leaned on the back of the couch.

"Good morning, Hannah." I grumbled as I struggled to sit up. "Any plans for today I should know about?"

"Actually yes, now that you mention it." She turned around to face the dining room table. "Those are for you."

I got up and walked over to the table. Half a dozen cupcakes sat on the table. I studied the blue frosting, the rainbow sprinkles, even the intact packaging. "What's the catch?"

"Simple, I get a night with Cam in the main house and you don't speak to him for three days straight." She flipped her hair. "Trust me, it's an unbeatable deal!" She giggled.

I bit my lip and narrowed my eyes. "If I don't agree?"

"Then a few days in the closet might change your mind."

I took a deep breath and sat down in one of the dining room chairs. "Hannah, if I agree you have to promise me you will not hurt Cameron."

"Oh, darling, I wouldn't dream of hurting him."

"Fine, Hannah." "You get him for a night." "We're not on the best of terms right now anyway."

She placed her hand on the table. "I knew you'd make the right decision." "And trust me, the rewards only get better from here."

I watched as she skipped out of the shed and locked the door behind her. I sat there staring at the cupcakes. I chewed my lip, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry, Cam."

I didn't really want the cupcakes necessarily. They were nice, and they were delicious. But the truth was I only agreed to the deal because I was exhausted from all of the fighting. I just wanted to be able to rest.

It was no longer about how I could get out of this situation with Cameron, or even how I'd get out by myself. It was about surviving. Maybe if I played along Hannah wouldn't kill me. Maybe I could just survive in this shed until she came around.

It was unlikely, but I knew that I could no longer be concerned about Cam. I was intrigued by the prospect of bigger rewards. Maybe I'd finally get some pain medicine.

Cameron lost nothing by staying in the big house with Hannah. He got good food, a TV, he got comfort.

In that pain fueled craze I figured maybe he could get used to living with Hannah, maybe they could be happy together.

Maybe I was crazy for ever having thought I could have a life with Cameron.