Only I Knew-Ch.7
she woke up, everything was still a little nebulous to her. The clocked by her
bed said 8:38 am. ëMorning already?í She got out of bed feeling a little
hungry. Her stomach was growling. She walked toward the kitchen when, she saw
the painting and memories of last night rush to her head. ëIf only I can get
it open, Iím home free.í The thought make her happy.
toward the wall with the painting, she stood there a moment. Not knowing what to
do. Thoughts of doubt when in her
mind. She was about to lift the painting up, when the door suddenly busted open.
There stood the man who kidnapped her.
here to torture me. Isnít he?í The thought made her shuddered. Although
sheís really scared in the inside, she didnít let him see her fear, but he
saw right through it. He smirked and walked inside. She stepped back a little
afraid at what he might do to her.
do you think youíre going?î he demanded in his cold voice.
stood there in silence, not knowing what to say.
her voice once again, she manages to answer him.
not like you donít know, beside you said not to go through the other kitchen
door, but I didnít hear you say anything about this one. So donít say I
didnít listen to you. You the one who told me remember?î She shot back.
was a little surprised at her sudden change of attitude. He just stood there
staring at her; he was caught in his own words and she knew it. That made her
smile to herself.
just crossed her arms and glared at him.
wasnít the type to be contentious, but then again he didnít know her that
a moment, he started to laugh. He didnít know what came over him. Maybe
because the look on her face was so beautiful when sheís angry or he has gone
complete nuts. He couldnít help himself.
she could react, he pull her towards him, but gentler this time. Their bodies so
close that she can feel his heat through her clothes. Their face moving closer.
is he doing?í
was panicking and didnít know what to do. She couldnít do this, not with him
anyways. She wanted to stop, but somehow she found herself moving closer to him
too. It was like some kind of force pulling her.
something in his mind reminded him that he should be paying more attention to
his work, then to her or this would jeopardize everything.
himself away from her, he walked over to the kitchen door and went inside.
Shutting the door behind him.
just stood there angry and disappointed at the same time. Angry that she let
herself be so open. He could have done anything and she would have let him. Her
eyes blazing with fire, but then soften. She missed how his body feels against
hers. How warm he feels.
that thought away, she opened the kitchen door and went inside. She was getting
canít remember the last time I ate something.í
inside the room, she couldnít find him anywhere. Realizing that he probably
when through the other door, she looked around in search of some food. Find no
food whatsoever, she moaned.
could he not left some food? Is this some kind is punishment or something?
Starved me to death?í
back to the room, she sat down on the bed. Being hungry was something she was
used to. She could last awhile without food. Then sudden a thought came to her.
She has a plan on how to escape. Lying down, she begins to form a plan in her
hungry does help me.í She thought chuckling to herself.