115 Chapter 115

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MY HEAD FELT DIZZY AND A SLIGHT PAIN ON THE SIDES. I slowly opened my eyes and realised I was in an empty hotel room.

I quickly looked at myself examining every part and knowing that I was all in one piece, I let out a deep breath.

I ran my hands in my pockets to look for my phone but I couldn't find it. Obviously they'd tossed it away. Great. Just great.

What to do....what to do....I thought.

I was knew to all this....I wanted to cry and scream and shout but I knew it was hopeless.

I had to let my emotions slip aside and use my brains.

Before I could even think of something, the door behind me clicked open and I saw none other than Drake Anderson come out with a towel around his neck.

"My love, you're here...." he smiled and immediately out me off. What??

"Excuse you???" I asked angrily.

"It was me....I asked those men to being you here....now we can get married and live happily ever after....!" the smile on his face was eerie enough to cause me panic attacks. What was going on?

I jerked away, the words castigating at my back. They cut like a knife, far too close to the bone, I could feel my flesh being sloughed away with them. I was bleeding emotionally. Only that to this point, my body had ran out of blood; I was bleeding steel. In a blur of motion, I threw my hand aiming to slap him but he grabbed me by the wrist.

"Not yet babe... It's only evening....the night is too young...." He wiggled his eyebrows and I snatched my hand from him.

"You better get me out of here before I sue you..." I warned pointing my finger at him.

"Do you care about me?? Why are you warning me then???"

"Don't flatter yourself....." I replied too soon. I pushed my hair back and took a few steps away from him but he grabbed me back real quick.

In a fit of rage, I pushed him out of the way and stumbled on his bottle of deodorant. I waved my hands in the air and found them around his neck in pursuit of refuge. His stuck his around my waist, preventing me from falling.

Like a scene in an 80s romantic sitcom, we stood like that, looking into each other's eyes; his hot breath mingling against mine.

He smelt of aloe Vera shampoo and something like faint lavender. I then remembered he was coming from the bathroom. He just took a shower.

I struggled to be freed from his grip but he held me tightly and scared me with just one word.

"Don't!"

I trembled and quieted down in a second. I knew I had to develop a thick hide if I was to escape. This place was like hell in its fullness. This man was no different from that terrible fat pig Lane. I wasn't sure if my superman was going to show up today but I had to at least make an effort.

I was drugged last time and it was such an unfair battle. This time, I was the most sobber I'd ever been.

I was going to run the second he let's me go. I thought to myself, my back sweating.

Suddenly, he ran his hand through my hair and stray a strand of my hair behind my ear. When I thought it was over, he proved me wrong. His arms were on me and I felt my buttons undo. Before I took sense of what was going on, a hand ran up the inside of my thigh making me gruesome.

I was helpless before it's true, but not this time.

"Don't ----" my statement went away in the air as he pinned his lips on mine, his tongue pushing through my tightly sealed lips.

I bit his tongue and landed a hard slap across his face.

He staggered back and rubbed his cheek while looking at me. I pulled my dress down and took a deep breath.

I promised myself never to let a man take advantage of me and I was not going to let him have me. Suddenly, he became dismal, his pin-like eyes needling me as I looked at him.

He got up like a wounded tiger, looking at its opponent. A timid impala.

I quickly saw the ceramic flower vase that was behind him and immediately a plan formed in my mind.

Once he jumps on me, I'd slip through and grab the vase, landing it on his forehead the moment he turns around to look at me.

I took a few steps back when I sensed him close to me. Just like I thought, he flashed out his arms and aimed to grab me. I slid through beneath them and quickly grabbed the vase.

The moment he turned around to look at me, a shattering sound echoed through the room as I broke the artifact on his head.

"You little demon!!!" He thundered and fell down to his knees. Realising that I had weakened him, I ran over and pinned his nostrils together between my thumb and index finger.

I hoped I wouldn't kill him but I needed this to work for me to win. I saw it on TV once and they called it the choking game. Intentionally cutting off oxygen to the brain with the goal of inducing temporary loss of consciousness and euphoria.

People are doing crazy things out there.

I looked at him and slowly released my hands. He had passed out.

"Yeah....I sure do watch a lot of bad televisions....." I laughed at his face and pushed his body off of me.

Wasting not even a second, I dragged him to his bed and straggled to get him up. Boy, he was heavy.

I took out his phone and dialed Lauren's number immediately.

"Eleanor....my goodness where are you???" She asked.

"I don't know.....ummm....." I ran to the balcony and looked outside.

"What do you mean you don't know..?? We found your car back at the carpark and it had been vacated.... We tried to look for you but we couldn't...we even tracked your phone but your GPS was off."

"Lauren I don't have much time...." I said looking back behind me hoping that no one would come in. I ran over to the door and locked it.

I was still trembling and shivering.

This man would wake up in any minute and I would be busted and done for.

"Where are you????" She asked confused and worried.

"Drake kidnapped me.... He forced himself on me but I knocked him out. It won't be long until he wakes up....." I trembled maintaining my speech between my words and constantly checking on Drake. He was lying lifeless on the floor and I couldn't stop with my deep breaths.

"What?? I knew that he was insane. What'd he kidnap you for???" She asked puzzled. "But anyway...we'll deal with that later...we have to focus on getting you out of there....."

"Look outside the window .....Maybe you can see something to help us find you...." She begged.

"Okay...but where is Adam???" I asked. I walked back to the balcony and saw a huge sign that read Huegos. Various buildings around the place gave out the elegance of this city. Although it was dark, the lighting was enough to show that it was quiet a beautiful place. A rollercoaster glistened in lights not far off from where we were.

"He's with the surveillance team....back at the headquarters....." She replied and my mind drifted away to him. He was worried about me.

"Eleanor??? are you there ..?? ELEANOR!!!" she screamed.

"Okay okay...uh...I see a rollercoaster.....and a neon-sign that says Huegos....." I told her and she gasped.

"Puerto Madero! That's the only place that has a rollercoaster nearest to Buenos. We'll be right there....as soon as possible....." She told me calmly.

I turned around to look at the room and Drake was still on the floor, down faced. As much as it was supposed to be comforting, it was terrifying.

"One more thing....turn on the GPS on this phone....we have to track you to find you...." I nodded although she couldn't see me.

"Please be quick....." I said before hanging up.

I held the phone close and sobbed. I was scared. I needed Adam here with me or I would go insane. Now that I needed him he was never with me.

It happened again last time, when I needed him the most, he was never there with me. I couldn't help but ask myself why.

Maybe I should've called him. I should have told him everything and he would come finding me. Maybe then things would be okay....maybe....

I cried and before I could even wipe my tear, a strong arm curled through my neck and choked me. I couldn't even cough my words out even if I wanted to.

"You wicked wicked girl...." The voice of Drake Anderson echoed in my ears. My eyes popped out in fear and my heart sank to my feet. Am sure I peed a little too. His huge hands engulfed me from behind and I stayed quiet for a moment to process it all. I struggled to free myself but yet again, one word from enough to silence even my fleeting breath.

"Don't!" He threatened and I felt a thin cold metal ran down my hairline. I started to get in shattering sobs wondering when he woke up.

"If you cause yet another tantrum, I will forget am in love with you and decorate your face with blood. You hear me????"

I stopped. Right away. A thought of his foreboding eyes scared me.

It'd gotten worst that I either had to comply or fight to death. I calmed down and caused my body to be as quiet as possible. Jeannine mentioned something about him being sick. From the way she mentioned it, it seemed pretty serious. What was she talking about? Was it the reason he wore pullneck and long sleeved shirts at all times?

He took off his shirt earlier and I forgot to study him.

I guess this was my chance. To deal with it and get to the bottom of this. Something was terribly wrong with Drake.

"Good girl ....."