Chapter 107: Empty

~ Once inside facing the sink, I had everything laid out neatly on the counter, ready for me to use it. I felt around my right arm near the bottom of my wrist. Just under the joint and found the location of the tracker inside me. That Cory placed in my body the first day, I met him. Now grabbing the knife, I pressed it to my wrist and took in three deep breaths, and counted to myself.

"Okay," I said in my head, "One...two...three!"

But I hesitated and didn't cut my arm open. Instead, I found myself completely frozen.

"Come on, Sally! You can do this!" I told myself aloud and counted again, "One..two.. three!"

Slice!

"Aaah... O-ouch..." I cut deep down into the bottom of my arm at my wrist area. Shock hit me hard the second I saw my blood spewing out like a stream. Blood started pouring out everywhere from inside the sink and ran down my fingertips and nails dripping.

"Ouch... Ouch... O-ohh..." Oh, this hurt!"

Oh, I held my arm in pain and placed two fingers up underneath the bone, and pulled out the tracker. My blood continuously dripped into the sink. Sounding like big raindrops hitting a window. Finally.... panting... I pulled out the tracker and placed it on the sink's countertop groaning.

My body was shaking in horrible pain but stayed focused enough to run some water on the wound. Then dried my arm with a black washcloth. As best as I could, I hurried up with a shaking hand and glued my wrist by pitching the cut flesh back together. Feeling it sealing up, I wanted to scream in more pain! The healing process was very painful while it sealed up.

I felt tears wanting to come down my face but I stopped myself from crying. Instead, I took in a deep breath and buried the pain beneath me. Withholding my tears became easy for me.

Now when I looked at my arm to see it was healed. The pain let up so I looked in the mirror and just smiled a grin. Yet, I even noticed a small bead of sweat forming on my forehead. Slowly, I calmed myself by taking a few deep breaths in and out. I was just about calmed until...

Knock... Knock... Knock...

I jumped back holding my chest from hearing several more knocks coming from outside the bathroom door. I swallowed hard calming my panting.

"Y-yes, who is it?" I asked trying to remain calm and clear throated. I was trying my best not to sound suspicious.

Just outside the bathroom door, a voice followed. "Your fiance. Sally, I need to get up and get your shower. You're going out shopping today with my sisters and brothers."

Well, now I know it's Cory. "Okay, I'm getting in the shower right now," I replied.

Wait! Why am I going shopping? Oh, whatever! Rather than ask him, I just hurried up and turned on the shower before jumping in. I got the blood cleaned off from the sink by running water on the smeared blood and wiped the area down with a washcloth. Afterward, I wrapped the tiny capsule tracker into a tissue that was on the sink's counter by the corner. Lastly, I threw out the healing wipes and glue in the trash from underneath the sink. I used another tissue to hide them in. To avoid them from being found. Then I was about head to the shower...

Oh great! It suddenly hit me, I have his knife in my possession while he's in the room! How am I going to put it back without him knowing about it? If I get caught, he'll know I was in his stuff. Then he'll likely question why I have a knife. His knife! Uhh!!! Well, for now, I just pushed it off to the side.

I jumped into the shower real fast and then got out quickly once I was cleaned. And put on a little black above the knee-high glittered dress. The dress was baby doll style and it was a semi-sweet bodice design. It had a thin string bowtie in the center of my cleavage for a cute baby doll look. The dress was held up by spaghetti straps on my shoulders and has this black lace sewed in. At the bottom trim from around the skirt part of the dress. Then I put on my black open-toe sexy matching high-heels.

After I was fully clothed, I placed the washcloths and my dirty clothes all in the hampers. Then slipped the tracker and knife down into my strapless black laced bra.

I mean, he hasn't touched me yet so it should be good. Right? It's only until I can find a way to put it back inside his hidden weapons display case. Then I'll hide the tracker somewhere in my vanity. Ok, sounds like a plan, I said to myself again. I felt ready to leave the bathroom, I thought, or at least I hope I am.

Now more mentally ready, I walked out of the bathroom and veered my eyes about the bedroom. Shockingly, I didn't

find Cory working at his bedside like I normally do. Nor was he out on his baloney when I took a peek. Then his closet was closed so I know he wasn't inside it. So I tiptoed quietly down the hallway and entered the edge of his living room finding it neatly cleaned. But still, to my surprise, he wasn't even here. The whole room was empty from his presence.

Like a flash of lightning, I turned my heel and zipped down that hall to open his hidden weapons. I hit the button and it opens wide at a normal speed. As my eyes veered about finding that empty pocket. Once my eyes found it, I placed the knife back, and quickly pushed that button closing the door!

At that precise unfortunate moment, I saw the room door from down the hallway start to slowly open! Oh gosh! Cory coming back in!