Page 55 of B-ry
“And that has to do with me how?”
“You were the one thing I could get to.”
“Oh,” I said and blew out a frustrated breath of air.
There was a lingering silence that fell between us. I sat there on the floor, my legs curled up against my chest. He went back to sharpening his knife and the sound began to hurt my ears.
Then my mind started to shoot off in all directions.
This guy took me to get back at someone or something. I wasn’t sure on that last part. But he did take me to make a point. Only, I didn’t even know if anyone knew I was missing. Did he know that as well? Had we really been sitting here all this time waiting and well, it was kind of pointless.
“Um,” I said and licked my dry lips. The sound ceased again and I was thankful. “Do they—or whoever—know that I’m missing?”
That was the moment I saw the truth. His shoulders slumped and his face fell. It was almost like he had just realized that he hadn’t thought about that part of his plan.
“It’s just that, well, sometimes I can be a bit… flaky… and I’m not really the best at getting back to people.” I shook my head because I felt that this was partially on me. Which made no sense. It wasn’t my fault that this guy kidnapped me. Or that I was somehow caught up in something I knew nothing about. “So… there is a chance that no one knows that you have… taken me.”
I tried to put it as delicately as possible.
If looks could kill…
It would have been a death by fire, that was for sure.
Because as his eyes looked up and met mine again, there was a blaze hotter than Hell burning in them.
I should have just kept my mouth shut.
“Maybe I should cut off one of your fingers. If I send it to them, you think they will know you’re missing then?!”
He abruptly stood up, knocking the cheap, metal chair over and causing a loud ruckus that made me flinch.
I swallowed hard.
Yes, I was sure that would make them very much aware.
Only I hoped that he wouldn’t actually go that far.
But luckily, he turned on his heels and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
I sat there and tried to calm my breathing.
I feared what was to come.
And again, I only had myself to blame.
