Eternal

Chapter 15: Escape

Chapter 15

A week passed with me watching paint dry. Actually, that would have been more interesting than the dull week I had. The only interactions I had were with a servant who brought me food and wouldn't tell me her name, and Daxton who always left before I woke up and came back when I was asleep. I hadn't seen Ian, Juniper, Rosemarie— not a single soul. To say I was going crazy would be an understatement.

Bryar was itching to go for a run in the luscious forest surrounding us, but the only window in this room was locked. Even if it wasn't I'm sure the three story drop would result in some broken bones. This isolation was so much worse than when everyone in Tinder was ignoring me. At least I had the option to leave back then. I was completely trapped here in the castle.

Without there being anything to do, I tore apart the dream I had when I almost drowned in the bath. I had tried over and over again to make out the faces of the man and woman but came up empty handed. Everything was absolutely maddening.

Perhaps the most irritating aspect of it all was Daxton ignoring me. It didn't feel like he even wanted a mate anymore and it broke my heart. No matter how skeptical I was of him in the beginning or how independent I wanted to be the silence was killing me slowly. I didn't know where he was or what he was doing all day long. The one time I had been awake when he came back he silently got in bed and turned his back to me. There was nothing I could recall that would have made him hate me this much.

I had just finished my food that the servant had brought in when an idea came to me. I didn't know if it would work, but trying and failing was better than sitting and doing nothing. This would be my only chance to get out of this suffocating room and I was going to take it.

Do it, Bry said without hesitation. I'm going just as crazy as you.

I got off the bed and knocked lightly on the door. Grabbing the knife from my plate, I really hoped this would work. The voice in the back of my head tried to stop me in case the servant got in trouble, but I was in survival mode. Was I safe, fed, and sheltered? Yes, I was. And I know in my heart that's more than others could say. But living in this room locked up wasn't living at all, it was torture.

The same servant came back in to grab my dishes, keeping her head down and eyes trained on the floor. I didn't bother trying to start a conversation with her, after the third day I gave up.

Once she gathered everything she left out the door, leaving it to swing shut behind her. Before it could close I dove to it with the knife in my hand, slipping it in between the door and the frame effectively keeping it slightly open. I smiled at the victory.

We're leaving this room! I ecstatically squealed.

Get us the heck out of here, Bry happily exclaimed.

I kept a tight hold on the knife as I picked myself up, grabbing the knob and throwing it open. It seemed impossible, but the air almost smelled sweeter on the other side of this door. Freedom felt good.

Without wasting a second more, I peaked down the hall to see if the servant girl was still lurking about. I couldn't hear any footsteps so I decided to step foot outside, ripping it off like a bandaid. The door flew shut behind me and I gasped. Jiggling the handle a bit, I was happy to find out it was only locked from the inside so I would be able to sneak back in.

Hastily I sped down the hall, only stopping to listen every once in awhile to make sure no one was around. For the most part it seemed like this part of the castle was off limits. I didn't bother trying to get into the two other doors here. My mission was to get outside to let Bry out for some fresh air.