Wild and Free

Chapter Forty Six

Here it is...the Ending. I'll be posting Ending A in another book called Bound and Broken Extra Scenes. I'm gonna have you guys choose things more often for the third book! I'm actually pretty proud of how this one turned out. Thanks for reading! ❤️
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Erika's POV:

Nearly two weeks after my birthday have been spent planning. I had it all planned out.

1. Get that password to Rick's phone
2. Get the collar and bracelet things off
3. Get the hell off the island via boat
4. Find the nearest police station that doesn't have corrupted officers (difficult)
5. Go back home
6. Be Free

Yeah yeah I know. Cringy list. Why write "Be free". Well I didn't really write it..it's a mental list. You know what I mean.

Currently I was sitting at the top of the steps, watching Rick clean the kitchen. His phone was on the counter, unattended and ON. For this to all work I needed to get his phone. Plan A activate.

I crept downstairs as quietly as I could. I was barefoot since he'd be able to hear my shoes from miles away and would snatch up the phone quick as hell once he spotted me. I kept myself low to the count as I scurried through the living room and got to the kitchen counter. He was still cleaning and not facing me. Reaching up, I blindly patted the table as gently as possible to avoid noise. Then my hand hit something soft and stretchy. The phone. I grabbed it and pulled it down. It looked like a normal phone, but it was significantly smaller than Samantha's.

Passcode passcode how the hell do I get the passcode?

I was running out of time. I opened settings and scrolled until I saw password security. Then I saw the numbers. 475823. 475823! That must be it!

I put the phone quickly back on the table after making sure to clear and close everything that I opened. I did it. Now the hard part was getting back upstairs without being seen. I waited until he was distracted by the oven, then bolted up the stairs into Samantha's empty room. Over the course of the two weeks she was extremely busy. So busy that she barely even ate dinner anymore. I had to bring her food. The last time I walked into her office she was ready to throw shit at me. I put her food down and hightailed out of there.

475823 I rehearsed over and over again in my head. I grabbed my iPad and opened the notes app. That was too obvious, so i wrote it with a space in between each number. Then I added random drawings and numbers to make it seem like it gonna be some note but I had abandoned it.

Step One complete.

Step two was much easier now that I had the phone. I just needed to wait until the time was right. So I waited about 3 days, hoping that would throw off anyone you thought I was trying to escape. Those 3 days were excruciating. I was eager to get the fuck off this island. At 1 something am I changed into a knee length dress and sneaked down stairs while Samantha was sleeping. It turns out she didn't lock the door and I wasn't room restricted. I guess she counted on me to assume. Damn.

Rick was asleep on the couch with his phone tucked in his pocket, the end sticking out a bit. This was a tough one. I had to find a way to get it without waking him up. Very slowly I reach around him and grab the end of the phone, fishing it out of his pocket with ease. I raced back up the stairs, shoving it under my pillow. Excitement bubbled in every cell of my body. I was so close to getting out of here. I glanced over to look at Samantha. She had turned over, but wasn't awake. If she caught me I didn't know what she would do. But it would be bad.

I needed her out of the equation.

Very slowly, I picked up my pillow and made my way over to her. She didn't notice. I crept up to her bed and slowly climbed on, straddling her. Unfortunately she woke up to that.