Walking back toward the car, I'm musing again over her personality. She's funny, sweet, feisty…
I tug the door open and lean in. "I found the purple chocolate. I hope you like butter pop… "
The car is empty.
"Fucking asshole!" I shout angrily, dropping the bag of goods onto the floor on the passenger side.
She fucking got away. This whole time, I thought she was just friendly and sweet, but she was actually playing me. Manipulating me until she got half a chance to fucking escape.
Again, I've been played for a fool, and I swear this is thelast timeit will ever happen.
I step out of the car and slam the door in anger.
She clearly didn't think this through. There is literally nowhere to go, and within a minute of looking around, I spot her down the road, running. A shadowy figure in the distance. There isn't anyone else it could be.
Climbing back into the car, I start the engine and move in her direction. It's a long stretch of road with wide open fields of nothing on either side.
They call me the fool, but she chose to be out here instead of trying to hide inside the gas station somewhere.
Not that it would've made any difference. I would've found her either way.
I pull the car to a harsh stop right next to her. She screams and bolts into the field, but I'm out in the blink of an eye and running after her.
She's fast, but not fast enough to outrun me. Each of my strides is two of hers, and within a minute, I've caught up.
I reach out and grab her around the waist, lifting her right off her feet as she kicks and screams.
"Scream all you like, no one cares out here," I snarl, then lift my face to the night sky and scream as loud as I can.
The shock of my sudden and very loud outburst snaps her into silence.
Carrying her under one arm, I head back to the car, grumbling about wasting my time and playing me for a fool.
She's quiet, sulking by the looks of things.
When we reach the car, I throw her inside and slam the door closed behind her.
When I'm inside, too, I lean over and grab her face, tugging it toward me.
"That was your one and only chance, little rabbit. You should have run faster. From now on out I won't be taking it easy on you. You've fucked yourself over."
For the first time, I see fear flashing in her eyes. Her eyes flare wide, and she bites her lower lip.
For a second, I'm distracted by her wide-eyed stare and her beautiful, full mouth.
I shove her face away from me, growling in anger as I start the engine and pull away. Making a U-turn in the middle of the empty stretch of road, I turn back into the direction we were driving. This time, there is no conversation. No laughter. No lighthearted banter.
The air between us is thick with my anger.
I won't let anyone fool me again.
Not ever.
Chapter 4 - Nikita
"What did you expect me to do? I mean, you kidnapped me for crying out loud," I scoff at his anger. How can he be mad at me? He literally stole me from my own life and dragged me into whatever plot he has going on.
Bardil says nothing, and the darkness in the car weighs heavily down on me.
