I Will Find You

Escaped

(Y/n) POV
I wake up in Robbie's arms and take in my surroundings. A room with two queen beds, a bathroom to the right, a dresser with a tv on it, a desk, and a large window with the shades drawn, only a little bit of light shining through.

Robbie and I got ourselves checked into the hotel around 2:00 am and immediately cuddled together in one of the large beds, drifting to sleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow because we were exhausted.

I lay in my sleeping fiancé's arms listening to the sound of his breathing. My head was laying on his chest and one of my arms was draped over his waist. I lay there in my thoughts until I feel his body move slightly underneath mine. I lift my head and I'm greeted with two beautiful eyes and the warmest smile. "Good morning handsome." I say, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "Good morning beautiful." He says back as he tightens his arms around me, hugging me closer to him.

"How are you feeling today?" He asks me. Truth is...I'm not doing well. After everything that's happened, I've been a mess. But he doesn't need to know that. We both just need to try our best to move on. "I'm okay." I answer, and before he can question me on that I speak again. "So what do you want to do today? Do you just wanna lay in bed and watch movies?"

"Sure, sounds great." Robbie pulls me down and places a kiss to my lips. I then pull back and stroke my thumb across his cheek. "Why don't we go downstairs and grab some breakfast and then we can come back up here for the day?" I ask. "Okay." Robbie responds pulling me back for one last kiss before I get up and head for the bathroom.

I close and lock the bathroom door, then look at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing one of Robbie's oversized t-shirts with a pair of shorts. My hair is a mess and I look gross, cuts and scars and bruises all over me. They've faded a lot but I can still see them. Ugh. I run a brush through my hair and brush my teeth, deciding I can go downstairs in what I'm wearing.

I exit the bathroom and and sit on the bed as I wait for Robbie to use the bathroom. I lay on my back with my legs hanging off the edge and I bring my hands up to cover my face. I know this is supposed to be a getaway to get my mind off everything but i can't stop thinking about it. I'm freaked out and I don't know how to stop it. I feel like I'm living in constant fear. The dreams are getting worse and I'm feeling more and more depressed as the days go on. But I don't want that to show. I need to just shove it down and ignore it. A few minutes later, Robbie comes out of the bathroom and we head downstairs for breakfast.

After about an hour, we go back upstairs to our room and collapse onto the big, comfy bed. We spend the rest of the day watching movies and talking, throwing in the occasional make-out session.

Two days go by and we pretty much do the same thing as we did the day before. Except, we have now reached the end of the stack of movies we brought. We didn't think we'd go through them that fast or else we would've packed more. I grab the remote and start flipping through channels to see if anything is good. I freeze when I come to a news channel.

39 year old, Jim Ridno, who was imprisoned for kidnapping, beating, and raping, 19 year old (y/n) (l/n), has escaped from the state prison, late last night.