Becoming strangers again (Lily and Ryan)

Chapter 127

LILY

I’ve been here for three days and don’t even know what’s going on. Liam, Noah, and Ethan must be missing me really bad, and don’t get me started on Ryan.

Sighing, I held onto the window railing and stared down at nothing but a green field and water.

I know I’m still in Canada as Jake does not have the freedom to move around, so he couldn’t have taken me far.

Biting my lower lips, I tried to be positive, try to look towards the day I’ll get out of this and return home to my kids and Ryan.

The door unlocked and opened, and without even looking back, I was certain it was Jake who just walked in.

I have every reason to believe that we are the only one in this building, because I’ve

other person. never seen any other person, nor have I heard him speak to any

“I see you’re hell–bent on killing yourself with hunger.” He remarked and I ignored him, something I’ve decided to do.

“Honestly Lily, I don’t care if you decide to kill yourself, but at least stay alive until I’ve gotten what I happened.”

He noisily dropped a tray on the table. “Come and eat Lily, you’ll not let this one go to waste again.”

Finally turning around, I glared at him. “Don’t worry Jake, I’m not dying nor am I eating your food.”

His jaw clenched. “Don’t push me, Lily, either way, his food is going down your throat.”

My eyes hardened with defiance and I’m sure he saw it too. Chuckling, he shook his head. “That look in your eyes, I can easily break it, but I decided not to. Don’t make me change my mind.”

1 took steady steps towards him and spat on his face. “You can’t break me, Jake.”

“I know you despise me.” He stated

most definitely break you Lily. I’matter–of–factly, “and shoving my c

dick into you will

warning you, don’t provoke me further.”

His words instilled fear in me I won’t lie but I tried not to let him see it. “Fuck you!”

He chuckled. “In the history of abductors, I should be the most caring and patient.” He made his way over to the bed and sat down. “Have you heard the latest news?”

I walked back to the window and looked out, longing for freedom. We take it for granted until it is taken away from us.

“Of course, you haven’t, you don’t have any means of communicating with the outside world.”

His voice irritates me, it gets on my very last nerves. “I’ll eat the food, you can leave now.” Anything you get me to stop hearing his voice or seeing his face.

“Stephanie Waper is dead.” He revealed and I froze in shock. “They found a pen buried. in her neck.”

Gradually turning, I faced him, eyes wide with shock. “What did you just say?”

He nodded with a chuckle. “Yeah, she was found dead two days ago, statements were released yesterday. I’m guessing it’s suicide since this isn’t the first time she tried to take her life.”

To say I’m dumbfounded will be an understatement.

“You must be glad,” he continued, “seeing your enemy dead and getting forgotten Six feet under.”

I never liked Stephanie, but I never wished her dead either. “It would have been better if you were the one found with a pen buried in your neck.”

Jake threw his head backward and laughed as though I just cracked a joke. “Too bad honey, I intend to live for a very long time.”

He stood to his feet and jerked his head towards the plate. “Be Sure to eat that food, you’ll need that strength tomorrow just in case your baby daddy fails to do as told.”

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“What is going to happen to me if he fails to provide a means out of the country tomorrow?”

He grinned widely. “Your pinkies will be sent to him, wrapped up in a cute box.” All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“You are sick!”

He shrugged. “I just want my freedom back.” Winking, He headed for the door and walked out of my room.

I stared at the covered plate for a while, sighed, and walked over to it. I carried it over to

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the bed, sat down, and opened it.

Instead of a meal, I saw a piece of paper with a message written on it.

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I SEE YOU REALLY WANT SOME FOOD IN YOUR SYSTEM NOW. FOR STRESSING ME, YOU’LL ONLY GET DINNER EVERY DAY.

Scoffing I covered the plate and pushed it away. However, a thought occurred. Maybe I should bury a broken piece of this plate in his neck.

Walking over to the door, I placed my car on it and listened for any movement and when I didn’t hear anything, I grabbed the plate, went further away from the door, and smashed the plate.

Picking up one broken segment with a sharp edge, I cleared up the rest and placed it under the bed. Taking a deep breath, I waited for him to serve dinner..

As night came, I heard his approaching footsteps. Charged with adrenaline, I hurried over to the door and stood behind it, waiting to catch him unaware and attack him.

He inserted the key, twisted and unlocked it. Next, the doorknob twisted before the door pushed open. The moment that happened, I jumped on him, aiming for the vein in his neck, but he was fast enough, faster than me.

His hands blocked the incoming sharp piece and I stabbed his hand instead of his back.

Jake shoved me away roughly and I landed with a loud thud, hitting my head hard on the cold hard floor.

Lifting my head and ignoring the pain that throbbed in my skull, I glared at Jake, feeling glad at the sight of the glass being stuck in his palm.

His face turned red in anger as he stared at the blood dripping from his wounded hand. “Why are you making it difficult for me to be nice to you?!” He roared, “Why the fuck is wrong with you Lily!”

More blood dripped. “I will be back for you!” He stomped out of the room, locking the door behind him.

Patting myself inwardly for making an attempt, I quickly rushed over to the plate he broke that contained my dinner.

Picking up yet another sharp glass, I packed the rest under the bed, and shoved the glass in between my bra, ignoring the sharp grazing that would definitely leave a wound

later on.

Jake didn’t return that night, or at least I didn’t think he would but when I heard the door unlock, it rose me from my sleep.

He walked in, dropped another plate of dinner, and walked out.

My stomach grumbled in hunger, which made me rush towards the plate.

I opened it, picked it up, and ate the rice and ketchup, hoping that I was not getting poisoned.

He won’t do that though, he needs me alive for a successful negotiation.

However, I felt a tingling sensation in my leg, which crept up my body. I tried moving my legs but couldn’t.

Gradually, the immobility covered the rest of my body and I lay on the floor, unable to move a single muscle.