Chapter 17
Another two weeks passed, and things have not gotten better. Damian never ceases to get horny, which sucks big time for me. Each time I feel like I'm losing hold of myself, of reality. More bruises and cuts appear on my body every time, which means more visits to the nurse. Which honestly, I don't mind that much. Mary is a nice lady that I do enjoy spending time with, even if she won't help me get out of this madness.
I understand though, I do. She would get extremely hurt, or even killed if she tried to help me and got caught. She got caught up in all this mess and now she can't get out, much like I am, but not as bad. At least she doesn't get raped at least twice a day.
I have lost hope of getting out of here. I don't even bother checking the doors or windows anymore for an exit; I finally accepted the fact that I am most likely going to stay here to die. I have considered killing myself, but I just can't do it. It's not like I ever have the chance anyways. The only time I have a sharp object with me is when I'm cooking and Damian is always watching me very closely.
One good thing happened; Damian is letting me take small walks outside. Of course, the property is in the middle of nowhere and we're surrounded by forest, which is the only reason why he is letting me. He also lets me shop online for new clothes and other things. It's not like I care really. He's the only one I really see during the day and honestly, he likes me with no clothes at all.
Right now, Damian is out of the house, which is quite unusual. He has not left my side since I got here. I have to admit, I'm a bit worried right now. This big guy is watching my every move, and I am feeling very uncomfortable. Where is Damian? Why did he look so troubled when he got a call and left in a hurry?
I decide to just let it go and stop worrying. I mean, what can go worst from now?
My mind wanders to my family back in LA. Are they still looking for me? Did they ever try to find me? A part of me still hopes that they will find me, but the reasonable part of me pushes it away. There's no need to give myself false hope.
I can't help it though. I just wish I was back in my house, with Felix and Max by my side. With my parents, Amy and Rick, setting up the table for dinner and calling us down to eat. We would be all of us having a meal while Lily is talking loudly about her day and the new clothes she bought last weekend.
I sigh to myself as I clean the last of the kitchen counter. I put away the products that I used and look around the house. What do I do now? Damian has been gone for a few hours now and I don't know what to do with myself. Not that I'm complaining, this is way better than spending time with him.
I simply sit down on the bid comfy couch in the living room and pick up the book I started the day before. I never really liked to read, but I enjoy it now. It takes my mind off of things; it makes me forget the situation I am in for a little while.
Suddenly, I am interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming shut loudly. “Alexis? Pack your things quickly. We're moving.” I hear Damian yell out after me. I jump off the couch and drop the book on it before heading for our bedroom.
I quickly get out a big bag from the top of the closet and throw in everything I can find close to me. I make sure to pack the most conservative things, but also some lingerie, since I know Damian would get angry if I did not bring any.
I sigh quietly to myself and look around the closet. Where the hell is Damian bringing me? What is the sudden change for? I know he wanted to keep this as normal as it can be and moving wouldn’t fit in that criterion.
I jump up a little when I hear Damian yell out from downstairs. “We’re leaving!” I don’t hesitate to zip up my bag and run out the door of my room. When I get to the front door, Damian quickly grabs my bag and he heads out to the car waiting for us. I do the same after grabbing my jacket, sneaking food into my pockets. I can never be sure.
Once I get outside someone ushers me into the back seat where Damian is waiting for me. He instantly smiles, and I notice his behavior is way more relaxed than earlier. I look him over curiously but tentatively, not brave enough to say anything.
I suddenly get an idea as the car starts to move. I look to my right quickly, but disappointment washes over me. Of course I could not get that lucky. The windows weren’t just faded from the outside, but from the inside too. I couldn’t see anything through it. In front of us, there’s also glass to separate us from the driver.
I look back to Damian as he takes my hand in his as he always does. “Do you want a dog?” He asks me, still smiling which creeps me out like usual.
“What?” I blurt out in surprise. That was really unexpected.
“A dog; we could adopt one if you want to. It would be perfect.” He repeats, completely serious. I get it now. He’s still aiming for the picture perfect relationship.
My face falls as a thought travels my mind. A dog means commitment; it’s the first step to having children. It suddenly makes sense why he used protection when we had sex. He wants to wait, to make it perfect. Which most probably also means marriage.
I struggle to keep the fear hidden and the tears from falling as I force on a smile on my face like usual. But this time, it feels a lot harder to make it look real. “Maybe we could wait a little?” I try to reason with him but his face immediately turns hard with anger.
“We should get a dog, dear.” His eyes glaring as he tells me this more forcefully, but I know he’s holding back.
I nod quickly. “Of course, I was just teasing.” I reply instantly, my voice far away from a joking tone. But still, Damian believes me somehow. His stance softens and his eyes are back to its excited glow.
“We’ll head to the pet shop as soon as we get home.” He answers, satisfied.
“Where are we going?” I blurt before I can stop myself. I look at him cautiously, not wanting to blow up in anger like he randomly does sometimes.
This time, it thankfully doesn’t faze him. “I bought a new house over by a private beach. You’ll love it; it even has a net in the back to play volleyball.” He gleams.
I shiver in disgust. I hate the fact that he knows so much stuff about me. How does he know all of this? The fact that I love volleyball is a small one, but during the days that I was here, he keeps giving me some of my favorite things. He even mentions things about me that are quite private, and it freaks me out every time. Those that I hate the most though are the ones about my family. He’ll mention something about Felix’s paintings or the last time Lily went shopping to the mall. He once mentioned how Amy’s lasagna she made two weeks ago looked so good! I absolutely hate it.
If it keeps my family safe, I will stay here and do what Damian tells me to for as long as I need.
“Great.” I reply to Damian, keeping my answer short like I always do. I always feel that if I try to say more he’ll figure out how fake it all is. And I also don’t like talking to him.
“The drive is going to be long. You can rest if you want.” Damian answers one of my unspoken questions. But I still do not know where we’re going. Am I even in the same state anymore?
True to his word, four hours passes by and we’re still on the road. I can confirm that I am utterly bored by now. All the books that I took with me are in the trunk and Damian refuses to stop to get one of them. Like he suggested, I slept for a while, but since I have been taken by him, I barely sleep anyways. My mind always wakes me up after a couple of hours in the night. I’m paranoid all the time, scared that I can’t protect myself when I sleep.
The other day, I had taken a look at me in the mirror and I looked horrible. My skin is now a few shades paler than my already pale skin and even my hair looks duller. My eyes has dark rims under them due to the lack of sleep and even my nails are suffering, my nail biting habit I had years ago coming back. I force myself to eat every day, not willing to starve, but I don’t take any pleasure from it. I noticed that I’m losing weight, the stress gnawing my bones.
My mind keeps wandering to my old life I had a couple weeks ago. I try my best not too since it hurts too much; thinking of something I can’t have. But then I think, some people are in worst situations than me right now, and I keep going just for them.
Suddenly, the car starts to slow down. I look at Damian hopefully but I see him frowning at something. He takes his phone out quickly and dials a number.
“What’s going on?... What? No, just keep going. … If they get suspicious then we’ll figure out something. … Alright.” He hangs up and then looks to his right. The window fades out so he can see through it, and he tries to hide me from seeing but I get a small glimpse. We’re on a large road, stopped in the middle of it with cars in front and behind us. Orange cones and police cars are everywhere, set up for a regular road check.
Hope rises in my chest again; maybe they will find something suspicious and stop the car. It seems like forever, but we finally get to the policeman standing on the side. I don’t hear anything, but I can see him talking to someone through the window. He asks a couple of questions and nods his head occasionally. He raises his eyebrow skeptically once but then continues on like normal.
My heart is crushed once again, as the policeman give the ok to go and the car jolts forward. One tear slowly goes down my cheek but I quickly wipe it away angrily. No more tears I promised myself.
I look through the window as the last part of it goes dark again so we can’t see outside. I see Damian looking satisfied as he pulls out his phone again. He carries on a conversation for a couple of minutes like nothing happened. Well, I guess nothing really happened. It must happen to them all the time, facing the police like their so innocent.
I’m not even sure of what Damian does. I know he’s involved in a lot of illegal things, but I have no idea how deep he’s in it. I’m not sure I want to know either.
All of a sudden, I hear police sirens turn on.
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Decided to cut this chapter short. I felt like uploading and it seemed like a good place to stop it ;) sorry for the short length, enjoy!