Captive Angel

3. One chance

I wake up feeling groggy and moody. Where am I? I pull the covers over my head and groan.

 “Ahh, you’re awake, sweetheart. How are you feeling?” said Erik. Erik? That’s his name, I remember now.

  “Like I was kidnapped and drugged.” I reply sarcastically before peeking out of the covers. He stood up from his chair in the corner and made his way towards me. He sat and was quiet for a moment, then stood and said,

  “You have fifteen minutes to shower and dress. If you do not do that I will be forced to punish you.” He walked out of the room, locking the door behind him.

I gulped, than looked around the room. What would the punishment be? I decided to take my chances and stay there. I felt the urge to look at my prison, so I got up and took a quick peek. There was a beautiful bathroom, with everything a girl could want (or need.) I blushed and walked out. There was another door and it led to a closet filled with beautiful dresses, shoes, tops, and jeans. How on earth did he get my sizes? I heard him coming up the stairs and quickly hopped back in bed, covers drawn over me. He opened the door and barked,

  “Christine, you would do well to obey me. I am now forced to punish you.”

I peek out. This is the moment I’d been waiting for. What would be my punishment?

  “You will not be able to see or talk to anyone for two days. We will see at the end of that period of time if you have learned your lesson.” He left, locking the door behind him. I scoffed. That was a punishment? Please. Like I expected to see anyone but him during my stay here.

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Those two days were actually pleasant. I didn’t speak to my kidnapper-aka stalker, so I was happy. Every meal was delivered while I sat on a chair, my back facing the door. If he wouldn’t allow me to see anybody, fine. I wouldn’t see him.

I spent most of my time reading my favorite books and making plans of escape. The morning of day three, Erik came in and sat on the bed. I was reading a book, and raising my eyebrows, I put it down.

  “Have you learned your lesson, Christine? Will you disobey me again?” He asked. I had practiced getting upset while I was locked in here, so that’s just what I did. Maybe if I complied with everything than I would have a better chance of getting out of here sooner.

 “I’m so sorry. I should have never disobeyed you.” I lied, pretending my throat choked up. I should have gone into acting if I went to college.

He tries soothing me saying, “Dear, it’s alright. I know you didn’t mean to disobey me. Would you like to go downstairs?”

I nodded, joy in my heart. Maybe today was the day I would escape this wretched place! He unlocked the door and held my hand and escorted me down.

 “Would you like to see the library, love?” He said walking ahead of me. I slowed down a bit and caught sight of the front door. Making a beeline for it, I tried to open it and was surprised to find it was unlocked. I ran out the door, running in the trees.

I hear Erik yell, “Christine!” before chasing after me like a lunatic.

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