Take Me Once, I'll Bleed You Twice novel Chapter 15

Take Me Once I’ll Bleed You Twice

Chapter 15

BEATRICE

Did he just… leave?

Beatrice gave it to the count of thirty before tiptoeing to the door and pressing her ear against it.

Silence.

If he’d stayed in the room after slamming the door, in the hopes of tricking her, she wouldn’t know until it was too late. There was no way for Beatrice to know if he was quietly waiting for her to lower her guard or if he’d actually left.

Counting to three hundred this time, she waited with bated breath for any sound to reach her ears, but nothing ever came.

Her stomach growled again and Beatrice knew she had to take a chance. If she wanted to escape she needed to eat, and smelling like a rotting rat wasn’t exactly making her day any better.

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With shaky fingers, she unlocked the door and waited, listening as hard as she could. Turning the knob proved to be even more difficult, especially when trying to do it without making a sound.

If he was standing on the other side of the door waiting for her, she was going to feel like such an idiot.

Opening the door just a crack, she peeked through to see… no one. A little wider, and still no one was in sight.

With a deep breath, she poked her head out and realized he’d actually left the room – or was able to turn invisible.

Not wasting any time, Beatrice grabbed the plate of food and pile of clothes that’d been set out nearby, almost throwing them into the bathroom in her

haste to get back inside and lock the door.

It was only once the lock was engaged and she was able to lean against the door that Beatrice released the breath she’d been holding.

Sliding down to sit on the floor, she pulled the food into her lap – four sandwiches – and, after opening each to examine their contents – mainly to check if she could see the remnants of crushed pills – she devoured two in record time. Hunger didn’t care what was in the food, only that she consume is.

Now satiated, Beatrice set aside the other two to focus her attention on the clothes, it wasn’t long before she was creeped out — everything was the right size – and even more so when she realized they were her actual clothes. From her apartment. They’d been to her apartment and grabbed her clothes. What

the actual hell.

She was beyond livid as she bunched the clean shirt up in her hands, throwing it across the room in such a way it landed after barely five feet instead of the

original goal of against the far wall.

There were no words to express how angry she felt in that moment. Shedding her smelly clothes, Beatrice hopped in the shower. If Hendricks broke in at that moment, she felt like she’d be able to shred him to bits with her rage alone.

She still didn’t want to chance it by taking her time. It was the quickest shower she’d ever taken but she felt so much better afterwards. It’d been worth the

risk.

Pulling on her clean clothes, Beatrice began to feel like herself again.

3:18 pm

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She threw the clothes she’d been wearing in the shower, turning the water on until they were drenched before shutting it off. The last thing she wanted was tu smell them all night, so she added some of Hendricks‘ fancy shampoo and scrubbed them around a bunch before rinsing the suds away.

About to wring them out before ring them a second time, she stopped herself. Why was she doing all this work? She didn’t care if the clothes were salvageable, and leaving them wet and soapy sounded like a fun thing for Hendricks to deal with once she got out of there.

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