Page 161 of Love Undiscovered
Chapter 42
Chance
Helen and I leave the room and head toward the elevators.
“Oh, Chancey, I'm so happy we're back together,” she says.
I feel sick to my stomach when she says that. I can only hope that Remi understands what I'm doing. And, more importantly, understands that I only left with Helen to keep Remi and the girls out of danger.
“Do you think, maybe we can put the gun away? I would feel more comfortable if it weren't still pointed at me,” I say.
“No,” she says. “Not until I’m certain you've really come back to me.”
“You just said we were back together,” I say.
She looks at me, eyes questioning.
“How can I prove it to you when you have me tied up and at gunpoint?” I ask.
“You can prove it at the park,” she says. “I'll untie you when we get there.”
“How are we going to get to the park?” I ask, holding out hope that I will be driving us somewhere.
“I'm going to drive us, silly.”
I realize, too late, that I've foolishly put myself in a situation where I have no control. Helen has me tied up, at gunpoint, and about to be a passenger in her car. The rental car keys in my pocket now totally useless. The girls are stranded and I’m a hostage.
Fuck.
We reach the parking structure. Her car is parked near the elevator bay, which puts us in the car much faster than I'd anticipated. I still don’t have a plan. How do I get Helen under control? How do I get out of this situation? How do I get back to Remi?
I can only hope that Remi and the girls picked up on my clues to where we had our first date and are going to send help. Fuck, unless they follow us.
But maybe I want that. Which has more to do with discovering how Remi feels about me over having her rescue me. If I can’t get myself away from Helen, there’s not much the girls will be able to do about it.
We get in the car. Helen buckles her seatbelt and starts the car. I’m not able to buckle mine with my hands bound to my waist as they are. The car dings in protest as soon as she reaches the road.
She looks at me, an odd noise rising from her throat.
“Put your seatbelt on, Chancey.”
“I can’t reach it.” I fan my fingers as proof.
She slows the car slightly and looks over. Her eyes flit back and forth as she decides whether or not to fasten it for me and risk getting too close. I’m not sure I could come up with a way to disable her this quickly anyway.
Seeming to decide, she speeds up and drives toward Brighton County and Rainbow Park. I wonder what's going through Helen’s mind. I mean, I haven't seen her in years, outside of the concert. And suddenly she has resurfaced and she's still acting out of control. Or at the very least, completely off-balance. Maybe I need to try another tactic with her to either keep her off balance or get her on a new level.
“Helen,” I say. “What do you think is happening here?”
She looks at me, head cocked, a slight frown on her face. “Uh, we’re going back to when everything was magical.” Her fingers are tapping on the steering wheel.
“Which is Rainbow Park?”
“Yes.”
“Well then what happens once we get there?”
“We go on our first date and then we fall in love. Just like before,” she says with a long sigh. “And it will be perfect.”
