Can't Escape

Chapter 3

::Alejandro::

I never thought I'd actually get her. Rainee Carter. She comes from a wealthy family. It was really hard to get all her information. I mean, she's my addiction. She's like Marijuana, with no munchies included. Yeah, she can cause death, alright.

All that beauty kills me. I don't mean to sound cheesy but I'm in love. Maybe if I'm nice enough, she'll begin to feel the same way, I can meet her parents and we'll have a happily ever after. Get married, have kids. Man, all these thoughts are flowing through my head already, and it's only been a few hours.

::Rainee::

This is just crazy. I'm scared. I don't know what to do. I'm chained to a bed in a metal bedroom, for crying out loud! I thought about what Mom was doing. She must be worried sick. Hopefully, she's already got the FBI, looking for me. The door creaked open and in came Alejandro.

I glared at him.

"What the hell do you want?" I snapped.

Alejandro grasped his chest.

"Is that how your gonna greet your fiancé? How cruel." He said, taking a velvet box out of his pocket.

I thought I would vomit. Just the THOUGHT of marrying this psycho is out of the question!

"Wait, what?! I'd never marry a sick man like you!" I spat.

Ignoring me, Alejandro slipped a gold diamond ring onto my ring finger.

He smiled and closed his eyes.

"I'm imagining the wedding already. A beautiful beach..." He began.

"I don't wanna fucking know." I said.

Alejandro looked at me.

"Okay then. I'm just gonna explain the rules. You either call me babe, honey, or...master. I'd prefer master, but it's your choice. Two, you have to listen to me, respect me, don't talk shit to me, or you'll be severely punished...or worse. Three, you can never leave this house. Each time you break a rule that's one cut on your stomach. Four, whenever I..."want some", you have to give in. Other wise I'll shock you where you wouldn't wanna be shocked. Whenever I tell you I love you, tell me you love me back. Got that, Rain?" Alejandro.

I rolled my eyes and said,

"You're fucking sick, you know that? I can't believe you expect me to do all this. Wait till my mother finds me. Just wait."

Alejandro put his finger under my chin and put his face really close to mine.

"I'll spare you for that one. Next time, you won't be so lucky." He said, smirking.

Alejandro stood straight. He walked towards the door. He rubbed his sleek, dark hair.

"By the way, Rain...we're not in Los Angeles anymore. We're in Mexico. So I doubt your mother will find you." He said, before walking out.

So far, my chances of escaping are low. At this point, going with this might be a bad idea. It sure as hell isn't a good one either.