“Do it. I’ll leave after you do,” Hayden said, and his hand released my wrist as if he had just remembered that he was still holding it.
Blood returned to my hand, and I quickly rubbed my hand over my wrist to speed up the blood flow. Hayden didn’t say anything more as he walked over to a nearby chair and took a seat. His eyes returned to me as he looked at me passively. It was like he couldn’t care less what I did. He sat there patiently on the chair as he waited for me to tie myself to the bed just like he had instructed in detail.
He can’t be serious…
Normally, he would just tie me up or handcuff me to the bed or whatever, but he had never asked for me to do it myself. As far as I could tell, Hayden didn’t seem like he wanted to be in here with me any longer than necessary. However, he didn’t rush me, neither did he offer any help. He just sat there with a look of boredom on his face like he would rather be anywhere else but here with me.
His calmness only scared me even more. What is he thinking right now? I can’t understand him at all. I knew that he was mad, but he didn’t look mad and even now that we’re alone, he didn’t take it out on me.
I can’t believe that I’m actually going to say this…
“Can you…help tie me up?” I asked in a small voice.
“No. Honestly, I can’t be bothered with a girl like you right now. Do whatever you want…” Hayden replied passively.
“Hayden…” I whispered his name without bothering to hide my shock or how hurt I felt.
“Forget it,” Hayden murmured under his breath as he stood up from the chair.
He approached the door and after quickly inserting a password into the keypad, the door began sliding open again.
“Hayden! Wait! Where are you going? I said that I’m sorry…I didn’t intend to go in there. Little Hayden just ran in there and I had to go after him. I was so scared…” I blurted out everything at once as I clung to his arm.
“Your meals will be delivered here,” he stated flatly.
His hand softly lifted my arms and removed them from his arm. He stared down at me with his cold blue eyes passively.
“Hayden…please…” I pleaded as tears swam in my eyes.
I wasn’t sure what I was pleading him for. I didn’t know what I really wanted but I just couldn’t bear his cold attitude towards me. His cold eyes stared down at me without feelings as if I was no longer there. His gaze was empty, and I started feeling very empty inside. A sense of insecurity like I had never felt before welled up inside of me and I felt lost.
When he removed my hands from his arm, I realized that I didn’t want to lose him. If he leaves me now, will he ever come back? At that moment, I realized that I was willing to do anything for his forgiveness. If he was mad, I’ll let him punish me until he was satisfied. Anything was better than him ignoring me like this.
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