Kidnapped with Cameron Dallas

Chapter 27

"Congrats, Kate." "You made it another three days." Hannah smiled and pulled out one of the dining room chairs. "Care to hear about your next deal?"

I sat down and looked at the things in front of me. A pack of colored pens and a pillow. "Looks like a good deal." "What do you want in return?"

Hannah sat down across from me and folded her hands on the table. "Hmmmm, I'm thinking two nights with Cam and you don't talk to him for two days after that." She paused. "No actually, I want you to take this." She got up and walked to the couch. She lifted a cushion and pulled out the coloring book Cameron and I used to color together. "I want you to rip this up in front of him and tell him you never loved him."

"Maybe I never loved him already." I played with a loose thread on the purple pillowcase on the pillow in front of me.

"Don't play with me, Kate." "I know he asked you out." "He tells me a lot after a few drinks." She smiled and tilted her head back. "So do we have a deal?"

I nodded sullenly. "We have a deal, Hannah."

"Oh good." She set the coloring book back down on the couch and went to leave. "I'm so glad you're being so agreeable." She shut the door and locked it behind her.

The rest of the day went by pretty smoothly, I drew with the pens on the covers of my journal, and I took a warm shower. I made tuna salad for lunch and drank some Gatorade.

Hannah had changed when I would go get groceries, so on days when Cameron was spending the night with her, her dad would take me to the grocery store in the afternoon. I had a pretty good supply of food in the shed at all times and life was getting to be pretty comfortable. Albeit lonely, but at least I hadn't been to the closet in a few weeks and had made it a week or so without Hannah attacking me.

I sat on the couch thinking about what my next reward might be. Maybe more food? I didn't really need any more food, I had some in the cabinets. Maybe a cot or something so I didn't have to sleep on the couch? That might be a little hard to get in here and is a little big of a prize. Maybe more clothes? I could use some more. Hannah only comes to get my laundry once every two weeks so I usually have to double up on my clothes. I could really use underwear. I only had the pair I wore when I got here and two other pairs she gave me at the beginning. I could use something to read. I got bored a lot during the day, all alone in the shed with only my journal.

Sometimes I'd feel a little bad for trading Cameron for these things, but I was doing what Hannah's dad told me to do. I was playing along and I was getting things that made captive life better.

I hoped he forgive me.

I sat there thinking about how I was going to tear up the coloring book. It meant so much to us. It was something that Hannah's dad had snuck in for us to have fun with. We always laughed and bonded over what color our animals should be. It was our thing.

Now I had to take that away from him and tell him a lie. I had to tell him I never loved him when more than anything I wanted to be able to love him.

Maybe there'd come a day when I would have the courage to stand up to Hannah again, but at least for now I will continue to sit on the couch and write in my journal.

The next two days dragged on as I waited for Cameron to come back to the shed.