On the Run

Chapter Five

Sweat pooled on her forehead. The friendly air of the bumbling stranger disappeared, leaving a tension behind. Amy didn't fail to notice this, as her hands got sweaty and her breathing heavy. She approached the door and turned the handle. It didn't budge. Great, he'd locked her out. And she'd forgotten to ask for another room card. She knocked on the door, wishing Luke and her had separate rooms.

"Who's there?"

She breathed in shakily. "It's me." Where would the children sleep? Was there only one bed? No, there couldn't be, since it was a suite. She knew Luke wouldn't want to sleep with the children, especially Jessica; she could pee on the bed. She didn't want a repeat of what happened in the car.

The door opened. Luke only gave her a glance before he looked away. She heaved a breath, she was free. Maybe just for now, but she was free.

"What took you so long?" The tension in the room was so thick, she could almost feel it on the tips of her fingers. She couldn't possibly tell him about Bob. Even if she didn't do anything with him, he'd take it as something more and hurt himself. And her.

"I went to change Jess's diaper," She said. As the lie rolled off her tongue, she bit her lip and lowered her gaze to the floor. Thankfully, Luke's eyes were on the television, he didn't notice her slip-up.

"So, where is the luggage?"

Amy's breath caught. She hadn't even been thinking of that. "Uh. . . It's. . .out with the. . .driver. He's with the diaper bag. He's going to be bringing it here." What? Does that sound right to you? Her conscience warred with her, giving her a headache. She really did not need one now.

Those cold, implacable eyes shifted to her again, and she tried her best not to flinch. He stood up slowly, slowly, walking to her. She shakily gave Jess to Simon and shooed them out of the door. Something was going to happen. Something bad was going to happen again, and she'd be damned if she was going to let her children watch.

Simon took Jude's hand and cradled Jess with the other. He looked at her, gulping down his own fears. He'd felt the tension already, and he didn't want to leave his mother unprotected like this. Too risky. Too dangerous. She could get hurt, or worse. He shivered, as Amy sent him a look over her shoulder that translated to a 'get out of the room', and her did so, deciding to stay at the door and call for help if he heard anything.

Luke started towards her. "It's beautiful, isn't it? The suite, I mean." He flashed a smile to her, like they were friends, like they'd been best friends the whole time.

"You know, one thing that caught my eye about this room," he gestured to the suite; "is that the walls are soundproof. Isn't that great?" He asked rhetorically, sending a blood curdling smile her way. She let out a scream and went to the door, banging it. "Help!" She shrieked. "Help me!" Luke kept grinning, he was enjoying this.

She slumped against the door and started to weep. Luke stared at her with disdain. "You pathetic woman. Just going to give up like that, aren't you?"

She gazed at him. Did he want her to put up a fight? Right now, all she wanted to do was. . .stop. Just not fight. Just fall into that abyss of nothingness. But she couldn't; she wouldn't. She had her children to think of, Jess, Jude, Simon. What would happen to them if she were gone? She shook her head. She wasn't going anywhere. She stood up from her slumped position, steeling her mind and her body. She was going to fight. For her children. For herself.

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Yes, a cliffhanger! Who's eager to see what'll happen next? Well I sure am ASDFGHJKL

Will hot stranger Bob come to the rescue? Or will she woman up and show him what she's made of? Or will outside help come? (apart from Bob, of course.) 😉

Another chapter dedication! This chapter is dedicated to becky-me, for being such a great friend and giving me constructive criticism and ideas and helping me when I was in the dark, with low self esteem about myself and my books. She's just the best and I love her so much. Thanks so much, dearie 💕

Also, happy birthday to my dad!

Question of the chapter: Where are you from? I'm from Nigeria. Nigerians in the house, holler at me! 🙆

Tbh, I think I'm on the verge of giving myself a heart attack from the fast updates!  What is wrong with me???  If anything, it may be a warning that I may disappear on y'all again.

I'm joking, I'm joking!

xoxo Esther 💕