Last time:

'I would never ever hurt you. I love you Skye.' He says, and I believe him. That's when I realize that I am crying. Something breaks inside me and I collapse against his chest crying. And he holds me, rubs my back while I cry my eyes out.

So much for escaping. Maybe, eventually, he lets me go for good.

But deep down I know he never will. And deep down I don't even know if I want him to.

I don't know how long I kept on crying. Or how long he has hold me. I felt his hands move, his right one went to the back of my knees and he lifts me off the ground. He carries me, like I am the most precious thing he has ever carried. I have no idea where he is headed.

I am half awake, half asleep. I feel exhausted from my little outburst.

I hear a door open and close. He keeps on walking.

I lift my head from his shoulder to look around. We are in a room similar to mine. 'Is this yours?' I whisper.

'The room?' he asks as I nod. 'Yeah.'

He walks to the bed and lays me down on my back. 'You should sleep, we talk tomorrow.' I nod and let close my eyes. It doesn't take long before I fall asleep.

Somewhere in the middle of the night I feel the bed dip besides me. I am too exhausted to care.

I wake up the next morning alone. The clock on the nightstand tells me it's 10:21. No breakfast for me. I sit up and lean against the head board of the bed. Looking around the room I notice that the same furniture stands in my room, only on different places. The door to the bathroom is on the left instead of on the right like in mine. The only real difference is that next to the desk, there a bookcase, and not a small one.

I don't see any personal items from Ward. Except for the bookcase, but that doesn't really count. I wonder how long he has been living here.

I climb out of bed, and that's when I see another door, through the open bathroom door. I walk into the bathroom and open the door. It's a closet, a closet full of Ward's clothes. And then I realize something, I am still wearing the same clothes as I was when Ward kidnaped me.

Fuck it, I think as I strip down off all of my clothes and take a long shower. I wash my hair with his shampoo and use his shower gel. I don't care if he gets mad, maybe a part of my wants to get a rise out of him.

I turn off the shower and wrap a white big fluffy towel around my body. I am looking through his closet for his smallest clothes. Not that they will fit, but it is something. I pull on a pair of black boxers and a pair of gray sweatpants. Now all I need is a shirt or sweater… As I am looking through his closet I finally find a dark green sweater. I pull the sweater on and I pull my hear up in a bunch on top of my head.

No bra for me…

I pick up my dirty clothes from the ground and dump them in the laundry basket.

As I walk back into the bedroom, I cast a look on the clock. 10:37. I sign. It's going to be a long day. Again. But at least I can read something.

I walk to the bookcase to find something interesting to read. As I am looking through the books I notice the brown covered book on the third shelf. There is something about that book..

I pick it up and look through it. Nothing. Just as I am about to put the book back something falls out of it.

Huhh... Must have mist that when I was looking through it. I think as I bend to pick up the fallen paper.

But it's not a paper, it's a picture. A picture of me. A picture I had no idea that it was taken. It must at least be taken six months ago. On the picture is me, when I was working on my laptop.

How did he get this picture?

Then I hear footsteps outside of the room, somebody is coming in. My heart begins to beats faster. As fast as I can, I place the picture back in the book and place it in the bookcase just as the door opens and Ward comes in.

'Good, I see your awake.' He narrows his eyes at me, and takes me in. 'Are you wearing my clothes?'

'Yes.' I answer bluntly.

'Why? Not that I mind, you look good in them.' He admits and avoids my eyes.

'Because next when you kidnap someone at least make sure you have some clean clothes!'

He takes a step closer to me. 'Believe me, there won't be a next time.' He answers amused. I look up at him.

'Why am I here Ward?'

'I told you before: because I want t-'

'Do not give me that bullshit of an answer!' I scream at him. 'You said that you wanted to talk, so talk.' I demand.

'If you were someone else, I would have killed you for that!' He fires back. He looks pissed now. He is hot as fuck when he is angry.

'So why don't you?'

'You really don't get it do you?' He waits for my reaction. But I don't give him one, so he goes on. 'I frigging love you, I can't get you out of my head! I tried everything to forget you!'

'If you really love me, then why did you betrayed us all? Betrayed me? We, Coulson could have helped you!' I feel the tears well up in my eyes, but I won't let them fall.

'Garret saved my life Skye, I owe him everything. Do you think I wanted to fall in love with you? Do you think I wanted to betray the only girl I ever trusted enough to let my walls down? I didn't have a choice Skye!' I just realize now, that we are standing almost chest to chest.

'You trusted me, but apparently you didn't trusted me enough to tell me. And you always have a choice.' I answer coldly. And walk away from him.

Does Ward realize how much he has hurt Skye? We will see!

Xx SkyeameiliaBarton