My eyes glanced over at the table full of the different tools for restraint. In the end, I didn’t tie myself up and Hayden wasn’t even bothered to tie me up. It wasn’t like I could escape from this room anyways and perhaps; I didn’t even want to escape.
‘Stay here. When everything is over, you can leave,’
Hayden’s words came back to haunt me, and my mind couldn’t get his emotionless face out of my mind. I sighed for the hundredth time that day as I tossed and turned on the soft king-sized bed. What is he thinking? How can he tell me that I could leave like it didn’t matter anymore? Is he really fine with me leaving?
My brows furrowed together before I closed my eyes and covered them with my hands. I’m going crazy and it hasn’t been a day yet that I’ve been locked up in here. The territory that I had fought so hard to earn had been taken from me. I can’t roam around the mansion anymore and now I wasn’t just confined to my rooms. My territory is now much smaller, and it didn’t even have any windows!
I miss my art studio already and Little Hayden, although he turned out to be traitor. Why is that dog so in love with Harvey? It didn’t make any sense.
However, that wasn’t what I missed the most right now and it wasn’t what was the most important thing right now…
‘I can’t be bothered to discipline a girl that doesn’t obey my orders,’
Hayden’s words came back to me again. My mind replayed it over and over and it was driving me insane. It was like he was still here with me and saying those words to me. I didn’t just remember his words. I felt the pain anew each time his words replayed itself in my mind. I remembered everything about it, his face when he said it, his tone of voice when he said it, and how I felt when he said it.
Perhaps he was right, and he shouldn’t be bothered anymore with a girl who doesn’t obey his orders. My chest felt tight, and tears stung the back of my eyes as I thought about the possibility that perhaps he didn’t want me anymore. Without realizing it, and without the ability to stop my own tears, I started crying again. Although, I knew that it wouldn’t help with anything, I continued to cry some more.
…
The next morning, I woke up with painful and very swollen eyes. To be fair, I had no idea if it was morning or not because I didn’t know when I fell asleep and how long I slept for. If my biological clock was functioning fine, then it was supposed to be morning. The room was silent but that didn’t mean that I enjoyed the peace and quiet. Since I wasn’t tied to the bed like the last time that this happened, I could get up and relieve myself in the toilet without Hayden’s help.
As I sat down on the toilet, I wondered if I had made the wrong decision not to tie myself up. If I had tied myself up, maybe Hayden would be here because he would know that I had to go to the toilet and that I couldn’t go without his help. Then again, perhaps he had no problem with me peeing right on the bed.
“I look like a mess…” I muttered to myself as I stared at my own reflection in the mirror.
The bathroom was decent and had everything including a shower and a bathtub. Everything seemed new and I wouldn’t be surprised if it was recently renovated. I took a shower, feeling thankful that Hayden didn’t insist that I tie myself up to the bed. When my body was cleaner, I felt slightly better. There weren’t any clothes in the room, so I wore a white bathrobe after I was done with my shower.
I sat back down on the large bed. Now what?
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