Page 49 of A Damaged Soul
Knowing this was my chance to possibly get away, I braced my hands against the roof of the trunk and prepared to go down kicking and screaming.
And that was exactly what I did as soon as the trunk popped open. I kicked like a bucking bull and smiled with satisfactionwhen I connected with my abductor and heard him groan in pain.
"Enough." He managed to grab both of my legs and hook them under his arms. Dragging me out of the car, I hit my head on the latch and hissed in pain. "Good, now maybe you'll be a little more cooperative."
"Never," I screamed back and hoped someone––anyone––would hear me. Unfortunately I realized too late that wouldn't be the case as we were parked inside of a garage.
Before I could realize what was happening, Musclehead had a knife to my stomach and was threatening me. "Keep quiet, or I'll stab you right here, right now."
That got my attention. I didn't want to be stabbed with a knife. I certainly didn't want to die. My life with Rhett had just started, and I didn't want it to end so soon.
Besides, I knew Rhett well enough now to know he would blame himself if something happened to me. That was just the kind of man he was. So instead of continuing to fight, I relaxed my body.
"That's what I thought. Now let's go."
Like a good girl, I listened and waited for further instructions. I figured if I continued to obey the rules, it would mean he wouldn't tie me up, since so far he hadn't. A huge mistake on his part. I would only continue to play the damsel in distress until an opportunity presented itself, and then I would fight back.
Musclehead––whose name I should really figure out already––pushed me toward a door that I assumed led into the house.
My assumption was confirmed a few seconds later, but I didn't get a chance to look at my surroundings because there was a smell that smacked me in the face the moment we walked through the door.
It smelled like something had died in the house.
Suddenly I wasn't so confident of my chances of escape.
"Grandma, I'm home," my captor hollered, and a sinking feeling hit me square in the gut. "There's someone I would like you to meet."
Oh God. Oh no.
I've seen this episode before or at least something like it. I knew even before he pushed me farther into the house what I was going to see.
"Grandma doesn't get around much these days, but I know she'll be excited to meet you."
Sure enough, as soon as we walked into the living room, the smell made my stomach roll, and sitting there in a recliner was a very dead old woman.
"Grandma, I would like you to meet my new girlfriend."
The fact that he didn't even know my name didn't seem to phase the guy. Clearly he was living in a delusional world
"Say hello," Musclehead hissed at me as he shoved the knife against my stomach.
I could barely get past the smell enough to speak, but somehow I forced myself to open my mouth and let the words slip out. "Hello. It's nice to meet you."
"Take a seat." I wasn't given the option. Musclehead pushed me down on the couch perpendicular to where his grandmother was sitting on the recliner.
"Why am I here?" I had to force myself to look at the guy who abducted me rather than stare at the dead woman whose eyes were glossed over.
"Because you're my girlfriend, and I wanted my grandmother to meet you."
"But we don't even know each other." I could hear the wobble in my voice. The longer I was here, the more I realized just how unstable this guy was, and it was starting to worry me.
"Of course we do, sweetheart. We've known each other since we met at the bar a few weeks ago. I've been waiting for you to come back."
I wanted to smack myself upside the head for being so stupid. How the hell could I be dumb enough to go back to the same bar this guy followed me out of that night?
"Oh, right..." I froze. I didn't know his name, and I didn't want to further his delusions by calling him a cute nickname. I also figured he wouldn't appreciate me using the nickname I had come up with for him.
"Bernard." The slap that followed came out of nowhere and proved that this guy was as unstable as I feared.
