can’t stop the images that come to mind. When she pulled me to her by my tie, I thought I was going to devour her right then. It was so damn sexy to see her confidence and to act on something she wanted for once. I’ll never forget the first time my hands touched her soft skin, saw her full tits, or tasted her sweet lips. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. “Now I’m ready,” she says, pulling me out of my daydream.
We’re just about to walk out of the bedroom, when I hear the front door open. We both freeze.
“Elizabeth!”
“Oh, God,” Elizabeth whispers.
“I thought you said he was gone?” I whisper back.
“I-I thought he was.” She looks pale and I can hear her heart racing in fear. “This is just like last time,” she says as she stares straight ahead. I know she’s thinking about the last time she was going to leave.
“Let’s go.”
Shit.
We only have seconds
“We can’t go through the door.” Her voice trembles.
“We’re not.” I pull her to the window.
“I-I can’t.” She’s frozen. We don’t have time for this.
“We don’t have a choice.” I lift the window and look back at her. “We’ve got to move,” I urge her.
I sit on the ledge and swing my legs over. “I’ll catch you. I promise.” I say as I look back at her.
She nods her head, still shaking.
“Elizabeth?” I hear Cal shout out again, only he’s closer this time.
She gasps and her eyes go wide.
Dammit.
Quickly, I brace my hands on each side of my hips, and turn over so my stomach is resting on the ledge. I inch the rest of the way out until I’m hanging by my hands then let go. Once my feet hit the ground, I crumble and roll to the ground to help distribute the impact of the landing. I get up quickly and glance around, glad that we’re on the back corner of the house. I look up in time to catch Elizabeth’s bag she throws down. I toss the bag to the ground, then glance back up to catch her. Except now the window is closed.
No.
Please tell me he’s not in there with her. Fear travels up my spine and takes hold of my whole body. I’m not leaving without her. I’ll blow this whole investigation and go in after her if I have to.
ELIZABETH
I HEAR FOOTSTEPS down the hall and know I’ll never make it. I close the window and lay on the bed just before he enters the room.
“I called for you,” he says annoyed.
“Sorry, I was sleeping.” My heart is beating so frantically in my chest that I’m afraid he can hear it. Taking slow breaths, I do my best to act casual, but a sense of déjà vu has me trembling, afraid I’ll never make it out of here. This feels like history repeating itself. Cal caught me just minutes before I left last time, and here I am now, holding my breath, praying this attempt won’t be ruined too.
“Of course you were,” he grumbles in disgust. “It’s not like you have anything important to do each day. God, what a waste of space.” His eyes travel up and down my body like I’m the most repulsive thing he’s ever seen. Like my very existence pisses him off.
“I can’t really go anywhere with these bruises on my face,” I remind him. “I wouldn’t want to be photographed like this.”
His jaw ticks, no doubt upset with my attitude. “Isn’t that the kind of thing that got you smacked around in the first place? You need to watch who you’re fucking talking to, or do I need to remind you?”
My mind automatically drifts to him hitting me in the face. It felt like an explosion had gone off right on my cheekbone. The ringing in my ears was deafening, and I struggled to maintain consciousness as I fell to the floor. I was so disoriented I couldn’t make out what he was screaming at me. It just sounded like a constant, muted roar. Right when I started to regain my bearings, he landed a kick to my ribs, knocking the air out of me. I know I downplayed it to Alex, but in that moment, I was afraid for my life. I don’t know what is going on, but each day
We’re just about to walk out of the bedroom, when I hear the front door open. We both freeze.
“Elizabeth!”
“Oh, God,” Elizabeth whispers.
“I thought you said he was gone?” I whisper back.
“I-I thought he was.” She looks pale and I can hear her heart racing in fear. “This is just like last time,” she says as she stares straight ahead. I know she’s thinking about the last time she was going to leave.
“Let’s go.”
Shit.
We only have seconds
“We can’t go through the door.” Her voice trembles.
“We’re not.” I pull her to the window.
“I-I can’t.” She’s frozen. We don’t have time for this.
“We don’t have a choice.” I lift the window and look back at her. “We’ve got to move,” I urge her.
I sit on the ledge and swing my legs over. “I’ll catch you. I promise.” I say as I look back at her.
She nods her head, still shaking.
“Elizabeth?” I hear Cal shout out again, only he’s closer this time.
She gasps and her eyes go wide.
Dammit.
Quickly, I brace my hands on each side of my hips, and turn over so my stomach is resting on the ledge. I inch the rest of the way out until I’m hanging by my hands then let go. Once my feet hit the ground, I crumble and roll to the ground to help distribute the impact of the landing. I get up quickly and glance around, glad that we’re on the back corner of the house. I look up in time to catch Elizabeth’s bag she throws down. I toss the bag to the ground, then glance back up to catch her. Except now the window is closed.
No.
Please tell me he’s not in there with her. Fear travels up my spine and takes hold of my whole body. I’m not leaving without her. I’ll blow this whole investigation and go in after her if I have to.
ELIZABETH
I HEAR FOOTSTEPS down the hall and know I’ll never make it. I close the window and lay on the bed just before he enters the room.
“I called for you,” he says annoyed.
“Sorry, I was sleeping.” My heart is beating so frantically in my chest that I’m afraid he can hear it. Taking slow breaths, I do my best to act casual, but a sense of déjà vu has me trembling, afraid I’ll never make it out of here. This feels like history repeating itself. Cal caught me just minutes before I left last time, and here I am now, holding my breath, praying this attempt won’t be ruined too.
“Of course you were,” he grumbles in disgust. “It’s not like you have anything important to do each day. God, what a waste of space.” His eyes travel up and down my body like I’m the most repulsive thing he’s ever seen. Like my very existence pisses him off.
“I can’t really go anywhere with these bruises on my face,” I remind him. “I wouldn’t want to be photographed like this.”
His jaw ticks, no doubt upset with my attitude. “Isn’t that the kind of thing that got you smacked around in the first place? You need to watch who you’re fucking talking to, or do I need to remind you?”
My mind automatically drifts to him hitting me in the face. It felt like an explosion had gone off right on my cheekbone. The ringing in my ears was deafening, and I struggled to maintain consciousness as I fell to the floor. I was so disoriented I couldn’t make out what he was screaming at me. It just sounded like a constant, muted roar. Right when I started to regain my bearings, he landed a kick to my ribs, knocking the air out of me. I know I downplayed it to Alex, but in that moment, I was afraid for my life. I don’t know what is going on, but each day
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