Carlisia wanted to be as quite as a mouse but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t quite her sobs or her heavy breathing as she ran through the forest barely avoiding the trees.
She was shivering from the December weather and the sweater she was clad in since the past day was now a bit torn because of her contact with the bushes and God knows what else.
She felt as if her body was freezing but she felt good.
She finally felt alive and if she played her cards right no one would be able to stop her from the rightful freedom she deserved.
The jeans she was wearing ripped at her knee as she fell to the ground but she got up in record time and continued to run forward.
“Carlisia you know there’s no running!” She heard Carson scream and to her luck his voice was distant. But a part of her knew he was toying with her.
“Come on. You can do this.” Carlisia whispered to herself as she urged herself to run faster.
She ran straight ahead, ignoring the searing pain in her legs. She ran and ran and ran until she cold run no more.
Her teeth chattered as she finally looked behind her and to her happiness no one was there. Not even the leaves moved.
Carlisia fell to the ground breathing heavily. She was sweating but it felt that the sweat was turning into ice.
She looked at her hands in the moonlight; they were pale with sharp little cuts from her venture.
She leaned by a tree breathing hard.
She was going to continue but there was no doubt she couldn’t do this much longer. She knew nothing about this forest and now helplessness began to set in.
Carson would hurt her when he found her. Fear set in and Carlisia quickly began to get up but her feet refused to support her.
“There has to be another way.” Carlisia murmured as she grabbed the tree for support and got up before Carson found her. And on cue her nightmare became true.
“Where do you think you’re going?” An icy voice said behind her making her blood run cold.
“You know it’s really pathetic that you thought you had a chance really. But to be honest you looked really cute when you struggle. Made me want you even more.”
Carlisia was about to run when Carson grabbed her roughly by the elbow.
“Quite an adventurer eh?” He said and slammed her into the tree.
Carlisia looked at his pale face that had dried blood on its side. She then looked at his lips that were pulled back to a sneer.
“I told you something the very first day didn’t I?” Carson questioned in a deathly voice.
“Didn’t I?!” He shouted and Carlisia began to shake from fear.
She didn’t say anything and Carson punched the tree and Carlisia screamed.
“ANSWER ME!” He screamed and Carlisia began sobbing.
“I just want to go home.” She replied and Carson became angrier.
“TO THAT BASTARD WEREWOLF?! LISTEN HERE AND LISTEN GOOD, YOU ARE MINE!” Carson screamed and Carlisia tried to push him away sobbing but Carson grabbed her hand.
“Don’t ever try to push me away.” He said and brought her hands to her mouth kissing them.
“Please let me go home. I can’t take this anymore.”Carlisia said as more tears fell from her eyes.
Carson just glared at her and let go of her hands only to clutch her waist tightly. Bringing her so close to him that Carlisia turned her face so their faces wouldn’t touch.
“You. Are. Mine. Carlisia. I’m never going to let you go. And just to make sure you don’t leave we are going to have a little talk when we go back home. One which Alessandro won’t even disturb.” Carson said menacingly and Carlisia looked down crying.
Carson grabbed her hand in a strong grip and Carlisia screamed.
She wasn’t going to go anywhere without a fight.
“Let me go!” She screamed sobbing and Carson man handled her.
“Shut up!” He screamed and Carlisia tried to kick him away but in a swift moment he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder.
She still tried to kick him and Carson grabbed her legs.
“Try that again and I’ll rip them off.” Carson threatened and Carlisia sobbed.
“P-Please just let me go. I’ll leave and never come back. I’ll go back to Australia promise.” She said.
“I’m never letting you go darling.” Carson said and Carlisia sobbed.
Without a warning Carson began running super speed through the forest and in half the time, they were now walking to her captivity the house.
Carson opened the door and entered the house.
The house was eerily quiet and Carlisia realized that Alessandro wasn’t home.
Carson walked up a flight of stairs and entered the dreaded room.
It was the same, with the shattered pieces of lamp still on the floor.
Carson went straight to the bed and threw her on top of it.
Carlisia tried to stagger away but her grabbed both her les and dragged her back towards him as he got on top of her straddling her waist.
“P-Please……” Carlisia began to say but Carson shushed her as he examined her.
Her eyes were blotchy and there was a cut on her right cheek. He then looked at her sweater and it was a bit torn showing her lacy bra.
His eyes darkened and he began playing with the hem of her sweater.
“Now beautiful I want you to listen to me very carefully. I’m going to go outside and you are going to change in that pretty red dress. And if I find you not in that dress exactly in five minutes I am going to change you myself love.” He said calmly as if he was talking to a child and Carlisia nodded.
“We went through this darling, answer me when I fucking talk to you.” He said in a sickly sweet voice. He leaned down and kissed both of her cheeks liking the cut as more tears fell from Carlisia’s okay.
“O-Ok.” Carlisia answered and Carson smiled at her before getting off of her.
He looked at her once more before getting off of her and leaving the room.
Carlisia quickly staggered up and grabbed the dress. It didn’t take her long to notice the matching garments that were folded inside the crimson dress.
Carlisia grabbed them with hatred and made her way to the bathroom.
She showered for three minutes and changed her clothes in record time.
She examined herself in the mirror feeling extremely uncomfortable.
The dress hugged her body and looked very beautiful but also…………something-she-would-never-even-think-of-wearing like.
Her eyes were still blotchy and red from the tears and she looked tired and extremely pale. She wasn’t doing any justice to the dress she was wearing.
“You look very beautiful.” She heard a voice behind her and she turned around to come face to face with Carson. He looked at her from head to toe and then back up.
“That wasn’t too hard was it?”Carson said as he approached and Carlisia for once stood her ground.
There was no place to run to.
Her eyes travelled to the clock in the hallway, it was two in the morning. No wonder she felt tired.
His eyes were dark and face flushed as he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him. He nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck and took in her scent. Tears filled Carlisia’s eyes as she took in a shaky breath.
He suddenly grabbed her hand and began roughly dragging her out of the room.
“W-where are you taking me?” Carlisia said but Carson didn’t reply he continued to drag er through unfamiliar set of hallways.
Carlisia carefully watched the new set of hallways getting darker and darker and in seconds they were standing outside a room.
Carson opened the room and pushed Carlisia in roughly.
Carlisia’s eyes scanned her surroundings quickly.
The room had huge sliding windows that looked more like walls, with thick black curtains.
There was bed and a dresser and a huge portrait consisting of a picture of a boy with a man and a women, most probably his parents.
Carlisia looked around the room and in seconds realized it was Carson’s bedroom.
She whipped around to look at Carson locking the door and taking off his shirt.
She was about to say something when suddenly she was tackled to the bed.
