The Beast Inside

9.

"Human!" The word bellowed through the room, making me automatically wake.

I looked at my surroundings and concluded I was in the room I slept in last night.

"Do you want to explain why there is a crashed car in the garage?"

I thought about how to approach this.

"Um. What was the last thing you remember?" I whispered.

"The last thing I remember was hearing you scream. Then I fucking wake up beside you again. Explain. Now!"

I was going to lie again.

"I crashed." I simply stated.

"Well no shit! How?"

"I lost control of the car and hit a tree." I know I had said I was going to tell him the truth, but I just didn't want to. It would support his theory of me being weak.

He narrowed his eyes studying me. "What happened to your arm?"

I looked down and noticed that it wasn't hurting me that much. It wasn't broken. I swore the man broke it, that I heard a snap. I felt it. But it was fine, just wrapped up. I untied the wrap, then rushed to tie it back. It was bruised. A hand print resided there.

"I must of hurt it in the crash. I don't remember."

"What do you mean you don't remember?" He was starting to raise his voice.

"I just don't.  Okay?" I was trying to stay positive. But I couldn't help but snap at him. He looked surprised for a moment before he covered up the expression.

"Whatever. Well everything is already put up. I don't remember doing it, or even getting the car back here. Honestly,  I don't care either. You won't be going back into town. It turned out to be a fucking disaster. I knew you would crash the damned thing!" He scoffed, walking out of the room.

I felt my anger start to rise. Did he really think I was that incompetent? Yes, I crashed the car, but it wasn't my fault! The car had been tampered with! If he had been paying attention to every single detail like he said he would, then nothing would of happened. I shouldn't of lied.

I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. Whatever. It's already done and over with.

My stomach started rumbling reminding me that I still hadn't eaten. I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed an apple before heading back to my room. I quickly ate, and then went for the bathroom.

One was connected to my room. My room was just plain white, as was the bathroom. The bed was made out of wood, and had a off white comforter and pillows. There were hardwood floors, and one window.

The bathroom was basically the same. Wood floors, white walls and an off white shower curtain. 'Real original' I sarcastically thought to myself. There was both a bath and shower. I studied the bath tub and it took everything in my might to turn the shower on. It looked so inviting, but I was too dirty for it. Tomorrow, I would definitely go for it!

Austin was right. Everything was put up. All of the bathroom necessities I bought were placed and ready to go, including the towels. I smiled. His beast. My grin got wider as I took off my clothes and slipped into the shower. Warm water cascaded down my body, and relaxing my muscles.

After showering, I quickly dried off before realizing I forgot my clean clothes. Just great! I peeked out of the bathroom door, and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw my door was shut. Now... Where did he put my clothes at?

My cheeks flushed red as I opened the top drawer of the wodden dresser on the opposite side of my bed. My underwear and bras were both placed there. I decided not to think about Austin's beast putting them there, and quickly put a set on. I then picked up the towel I dropped and leaned over to wrap it around my hair.

"Holy shit!" A growl came from my door.

I screamed, not expecting him to come in, and quickly turned around. My eyes widened as I saw his flashing from black to their original color. I ripped the towel from my hair and covered myself up.

"What?" I asked.

He simply kept on staring as if he could see through the towel. I really hope that wasn't one of his 'powers.' His eyes were no longer flashing. Just blue and green.

"Austin!" I yelled to get his attention. He snapped his head up and narrowed his eyes.

"Get the fuck dressed!"

"Well what do you think I was trying to do before you came in here?" I laughed as his glare intensified.

"Leave, so I can finish please!" I said when I realized he wasn't going to move.

I laughed to myself when he stomped out of the room, and slammed the door. I quickly got dressed in sweats and big shirt, then headed back out of my door.

I found Austin in the kitchen eating at the table.

"What did you need?"

"There's food in the microwave for you." He said, not bothering to turn and look at me.

"Awe. That was very thoughtful of you!" I thought out loud. Who would of thought?

"Shut it before I throw it away!" I laughed and grabbed the chicken and corn out.

We ate in complete silence. It wasn't uncomfortable. It was nice. Once I finished I took my plate and then his and washed them.

"It's been a long day. I'm going to sleep." I told him as I headed for my room. The only reply I got was a grunt. Whatever.

I snuggled in my bed and hoped for good dreams as I drifted off.