But I'm already storming away from him to go and search the cabin.
"You won't find a way out, little rabbit. You're trapped in here," he calls after me.
"Go to hell!" I shout back.
I'll judge for myself if there is a way out of it. And he underestimates me if he thinks I won't find one.
Although right now I have no plans to escape. It's dark. I'm exhausted. I need a shower. I need to pee. All I want to do is sleep.
The cabin isn't very big, so it doesn't take long to find the three bedrooms and pick the biggest one with its own private bathroom. In the smaller room, I tug the cupboards open and grab a few items of clothing. Sweatpants, a hoodie, a t-shirt, some fresh undies. They all still have labels attached, and for a moment, I'm creeped out that he went to such an extent to plan for this kidnapping. Am I underestimating him?
Whatever. I don't care right now.
With a handful of clothes, I march back to the biggest room.
I can see by the setup that this is supposed to be his room. In the bathroom are his toothbrush, body wash, and cologne. Ipop the cap off the cologne and hold it up to my nose. Dammit. It smells so good. Annoyed with myself, I pick up all of his things in the bathroom and throw them right out of the bedroom door. Then, using every ounce of strength I have, I slam the door as hard and as loud as I can manage.
The entire cabin seems to vibrate with the echo of it.
Good.
At least now he knows I don't give a shit about what he thinks, and I'm certainly not afraid of him.
In the bathroom cabinet, I find a fresh towel and another bottle of body wash. It's pine-scented. Masculine. But at this point, I don't care. I flick the shower on so the water can heat up while I wiggle out of my little black dress. Kicking my sneakers to the side, I pull my hair up and out of the way, twisting it into a knot.
I step under the hot water. Closing my eyes, I groan. My brothers are going to be so angry with me. As soon as they realize I'm gone, they'll review the mansion's security tapes and see me sneaking out.
I'll never hear the end of it.
They will literally never let me live this down.
It's probably going to be so bad having to deal with their smugI told you soattitudes that I might not evenwantto escape.
But I will. I'll get out of here and find some other people. I'm sure there is a hotel or another cabin nearby. Maybe a little store or something.
Even if I find the road, I can just start walking along it until I see someone.
Bardil can go to hell for all I care. He took the wrong girl if he thinks he can bully me into anything.
After my shower, I change into the new clothes, pulling their tags off and tossing them onto the bedside table.
I'm so tired that as soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm asleep.
***
When I wake up, I'm confused for a few seconds. My mind races as I try to work out where I am and why everything looks so unfamiliar. But it all comes back to me, and suddenly I'm wide awake.Dammit. It wasn't a bad dream. It was all real. Groaning loudly, I rub my fingers against my eyes to push away the last remnants of sleep and get my head into focus.
Then I throw the blankets aside. I can't be lying in bed all morning. I've got some escaping to do.
That's my plan. Do a full search of the property and the area around the cabin and scout out an escape route. It can't be too difficult.
Chapter 5 - Bardil
Day four.
Day four of living with my new 'house guest'. The feisty, sassy, cheeky, beautiful girl I kidnapped. In all honesty, it isn't even half as bad as I thought it would be. She's actually rather entertaining. Maybe I've been spending too much time alone. If I think time with an Abashin is entertaining.
But even when she's furious with me, I'm enjoying having her around. Often, I find myself pressing my lips together to hide an amused smile. Her fiery nature is captivating.
