"What are you doing in here " he mumbled, looking clearly irritated by the sudden interruption.
There was no doubt in my mind that this was his brother, the one I had seen when I made that research on the internet the other day.
I grew self-conscious, I was clad in a towel that just went a little past my mid-thighs, not to mention that Hayden's arms were still wrapped around my exposed thigh possessively "
I knew the sort of image we represented, but it wasn't as though I had a choice in the matter.
"I didn't mean to interrupt your little fun but I've got something urgent "
He stared from me to Hayden briefly, he didn't even look the least surprised to see me
"This is important, I need to speak to you brother ...Alone" he added sparing another glance at me.
There was something dark and brooding about him, he was just as tall, well built and equally gave off that dangerous vibe as Hayden.
It was his eyes. There was a pair of emerald green.
They were completely blank and devoid of life.
His gaze lingered on me briefly and I unwillingly felt a shudder ran through me.
He doesn't like me. I just knew it.
He must also have a vengeance against me.
Just like Hayden.
Hayden accompanied him as they walked out of the room, locking the door behind him, leaving me alone.
I tried twice on the door but he'd locked me in. My shoulders slumped, it wasn't like I could go anywhere anyway.
Not with the threat of death he made on my family.
I slowly took a survey around the large modern room. My eyes caught on a telephone resting on his bedside table.
I stared at it for a moment before heading towards it.
I couldn't call the police...I couldn't risk it.... not with the confident way he'd dared me to, but he didn't say that I couldn't call my family.
I held my breath as I began to make a call on our telephone line, it was answered on the second ring
"Hello? " Ashley's voice sounded, I closed my eyes briefly.
"Hello ?" she voiced out again
"it's me " I whispered
"G.. Gracie? " she asked sounding surprised
"yes, Ashley. I.... "
"Why are you calling? do you want to get us all into trouble? " she snapped seeming angry and fearful
"No, but..why are you sounding like that? I barely managed to call you and.. "
"Well you shouldn't have " she bit out
I felt a heavy pang in my chest at her words.
"Can I speak to m..mom and dad? "
"No. They don't want to speak to you, don't bother calling us up again "
" Ashle....."
The call ended before I could utter another word, why were they doing this to me? I was still their daughter.
Did I think they at least loved me, had it all been a lie?
Why didn't they tell me they weren't my parents, my dad was actually my uncle?
It was a bitter truth I still couldn't swallow down.
I had also mentioned Hayden once to mom, why didn't she say anything? they also knew he was going to take me...., why did they act like that day wasn't going to come?
They didn't try to help me last night...
They just watched as he took me away, they must have been under threat, but shouldn't they have in the least tried?
Was I really that unimportant in their eyes?
They gave me up too easily.
There was a burning ache in my chest threatening to choke me.
'They don't give two shits about you' ..Hayden had said the other night he spent at my house
I've never felt more betrayed in my entire life.
And it hurts so much...
Even more than what Hayden has done to me all these years.
The telephone slipped from my fingers slowly, I curled myself in a tight ball, my knees pressed against my chin.
The door pushed open and I jolted to a sitting position, had it been five minutes since he'd left?
His gaze lingered on mine as he approached slowly
"Have you been crying?"
Do I have a reason not to? I wanted to reply but decided against it, anything could tick him off and I totally don't want a repeat of last night, it still hurt like hell down there.
"Get dressed, " He said, a moment later a few clothes were thrown to the bed.
I recognized them instantly as mine, does this mean that...
"You went to my house " I stated, my heart rate speeding up in fear
"Only to get these" He replied with a light shrug sounding casual about it.
My fingers unconsciously played with the hem of my towels.
" I won't hurt them. At least until you don't do as you are told, I'll have no choice but to hurt them...now get dressed"
His unflinching gaze was unnerving, I slowly began to make my way to the bathroom when his voice stopped me.
" Where are you going? You'll change right here...in front of me" his dead-serious tone didn't leave room for arguments
I swallowed hard and lowered my gaze from his piercing ones...
I allowed the towel to drop to the floor, I felt his burning gaze on me all the while, I got dressed as quickly as I could, when I looked up sure enough he was still staring at me.
His gaze flickered with some unknown emotions but I couldn't figure out what it was until he looked away.
"let's go," he said making a grip on my hand walking us out the door.
I thought we were going somewhere outside, but he led us inside a beautifully decorated dining room...
"you must be hungry, I'll get you breakfast "
"I'm not hungry " I murmured out, I don't think I could manage a bite of anything, my stomach was tight and I have no appetite, with everything that has happened, does he really expect me to sit down and pretend everything was alright?
"I wasn't asking what you want bunny " he stated. Then began to walk towards where I assumed was the kitchen.
"W.. when am I g..going to leave?" I voiced out holding my breath, he paused midway but didn't turn around to face me
"We've already been through this and I won't repeat it, you aren't going to leave!"