A man stepped into the room holding a tray of food. Her vision was getting distorted from lack of energy but she can smell the food from the distance. He laid the the food down on the table and it smelt like her favorites.
Did god really answer her prayer and sent her an angel to help her escape this room? He even sent her favorite food.
He sat down on her bed and starting to talk. She was too busy trying to keep her eyes opened to pay attention.
She heard him talked about how he found her unconscious on the park. How he was a doctor, who couldn't lead a helpless woman on the ground, and how he took her here because she didn't have any identify on her. He then left, so she could have some time to herself to think, and he mentioned that he would check up on her later.
Did all of this really happened? She couldn't remember anything. She was speechless throughout his speaking. Could all this really happen logically?
She picked up the fork and started eating. This was actually pretty good. He was being honest the food wasn't poison and it tasted good. As she was eating her unconscious mind became more conscious.
His words sounded flawed to her. She have never fainted from taking a jog in the morning and if she did, then she would have remember so. There were no need for identity in the small town because everyone knew her as the new girl. Anyone on the street could recognize her. Even if she fainted, a couple senior citizens taking their daily walk could have helped her and call the police. Why would a doctor think it was unethical to take her to hospital if he found her on the ground?
His story and her logic did not match up. This man was not an angel sent by god to save her. He was a liar sent to taunt her with his lies. She can't trust him.
What was his name again? If she remember correctly, it was something like Edward Cullen. That was the guy set to become the new CEO of Cullen Corp. If the bits and pieces of information she compiled from her neighbors about him was true, then he was a scary person to get mad.
According to her neighbors, the last person who got him mad was blackmailed and sent to jail for life. The variations always varied but they all shared the same similarity, whoever was against him was never seen again.
If the rumor was really true, she came up with some conclusions. She can't get him mad because it will affect someone. It doesn't matter what he does to her, but it would matter if it affect her closest people. The only way to lead unaffected was to stay on his good side, gain his trust and escape.
She finished her last bite of the fruit salad and laid the fork down, next to the pile of dirty dishes.
How can she leave this room or house? What does he want from her? Is escaping even possible? Who will go against the Cullen and save her? Is god even on her side? How is she ever going to get back to her everyday life?
Maybe, if he was being honest-he would release her tomorrow because she was feeling so much better. That was the moral thing to do for doctor, right? Discharge the patient and let them return home, once they can function without the doctor's help. Maybe he was telling the truth and she was having a disillusion and she forgot what really happened. Hopefully, he wasn't the real Edward Cullen.
Let's hope her latter thoughts proved true and her pessimistic thoughts about being kidnap and held hostage was false.
She soon drifted to sleep. Tomorrow she would discover the truth.
Edward Cullen was laying on his bed with blue pajama pants on. Looking straight at the ceiling he was in deep thoughts.
The first meeting didn't go as smoothly as he did. From the look of her eyes, she didn't pay attention or bother to participate in the conversion. Maybe she was really tired. Beside these minor problems, the first meeting went exactly as he had imagined.
He finally had the chance to introduce himself to her. He even told his little, white lie on how she got here. Hopefully, she believed it. If she didn't, then he needed to go to his other plans on gaining her trusts and love. How was he going to do that?
He was going to think about that tomorrow. He turned his alarm clock on to 6 AM and drifted to sleep. Tomorrow was a new day.
At 6 AM, the alarm went off and he force himself to get ready. He have a lot of plans that he needed to finish today. Some phone calls included. Afterward he could dedicate the day to spending time with his angel.
Removing his Blackberry phone from the charger he dialed a number. He waited for the other person to pick up.
"Good morning dad," he started the conversion. "I need to talk to you for a few minutes, I promise it will be quick."
"Hurry up Edward, I'm a busy man," the grumpy voice replied.
"Sound just like you in the morning," he chuckled. "Anyways, I'm planning on taking a small vacation for a couple months. Can you make sure all my developments remains untouched during my time away? So pretty much, make sure everything is exactly the same as I left it?"
"Sure, sure, and be sure to contact the company about your leave of absence. Some of the developments cannot be made without your help there" his dad replied. "And good bye, I will be contacting you shortly."
-click-
The conversion between father and son was over in less then two minutes. Now he needed to contact the company. He dialed the number
"Cullen Corporation, how may I help you today?" the friendly secretary answered the phone.
He wasn't in the mood for her cheerfulness.
"Yes, yes. This is Edward Cullen," he replied. "I am on a mini-vacation and I need you to stop every developments I am currently working on."
"Thank you for calling, sir," she replied. "I will make sure of that. Would you need anything else?"
"No, thank you but I will be calling you if I do need anything else," he politely said. "Have a good day."
-click-
His company was taking care of now. He needed to take care of personal businesses, now. Pulling out his phone, he dialed for his trusted right-hand man, who always obeyed him without question.
Only the voice mail answered him. It didn't matter, he would still leave a message and it will be fulfilled in a couple days, if not the deadline he set.
"Hey this is Edward Cullen speaking. I am going to fax you a list of supplies I need. The address will be on and make sure, whatever is on the list will be deliver in less then two days. Bye."
-click-
He needed to consult Bella on what she needed and then fax the list. Money wasn't a issue, she could have whatever. Everything he needed was already in the house, the only things missing was Bella's personal needs.
His phone rang. He glance briefly at the phone. "Alice Cullen," called. He sent her to voice mail.
"Hey, you reach the voice mail of Edward Cullen. Please leave your name and number, and I will get back to you asap."
He turned off his phone. He doesn't need any more phone calls disturbing his vacation with Bella.
He can now concentrate all his time to Bella. He needed to convince her to love him. It would take time to. He already cleared out the next four months for that. It wouldn't be hard to convince her in that short time.
It was now 8:30 AM. Time for breakfast. The first step in his plan of getting her to fall in love.
What would she like today?
Beep, beep, beep.
The clock went off at 9:30 AM.
Where was she again? A rush of memories came back to her. Everything that happened wasn't a nightmare, it was real.
Getting out of bed, she paced the room again looking for a possible escape.
Someone knocked on the door. The door was unlocked.
The liar, Edward Cullen, entered the room holding a tray of breakfast.
"Glad to see you awake," he cheerfully said as he laid the tray down. "I brought breakfast for you."
"Well, I guess our first meeting couldn't really be consider a good first impressive. So, let's try this again. Hi, I'm Edward Cullen. And who might you be?"
"Bella. Can I please leave, now?" she replied eagerly.
"Whoa, we just met and you want to leave now. At least sit down and have breakfast with me. We can talk if you like," he replied. A chair was pulled out for her sit on, across from him.
The truth would be discover in the next few hours.
