When I awoke, the pain had subsided and my ankle was taped up. That leg wasn't restrained, but I knew it would be useless to try to use it.
"How are you feeling?" Evan asked me.
"Just peachy." I dryly said.
"This doesn't have to be a nightmare, you know. You can just give in to him."
"Evan, why are you here? What is your part in this?" I asked.
"The entire roster is beside themselves over you being gone." He told me, ignoring my question. "Punk was ordered to take time off."
"Take time off?" My heart dared to feel hopeful.
If he wasn't at work, that means he would be searching for me.
"Hunter ordered it. Said he was in no condition to work. I should get going." He said.
Evan gave me a warm smile that I have quickly grown to despise. "You be good and I'll see you at work."
And I didn't see another person for two days.
I called and yelled but Wade didn't show. I didn't get food or water during that time. After I lost my voice shouting, I began to cry until I had no tears left to shed. I was going to die here, bound to this bed, and the last anyone will have heard from me is the voice mail I left on Phil's phone.
Strength had long left my body, but my resolved stayed the same. If I was going to die, I wanted to at least keep my dignity in tact.
"Hello, love." Wade warmly greeted as he entered, sitting down a tray of food on a table by the bed.
I kept my mouth shut and stared up at the ceiling.
"Oh, come on now, love. Don't be mad at me. That's not the way to start this off."
"This?" I snapped. "You having me drugged, kidnapping me, breaking my ankle then left me alone for days without food or water?" I counted off his offenses. "You're sick, Wade."
"I thought you would have learned by now that your fate lies with me, so you'd better start being nice." Wade sternly told me.
"I don't play nice." I sharply said. "Not after my ankle was purposely shattered."
"You think that was bad?" Wade's eyes flashed with anger. "You haven't seen bad yet."
"Is this how you get your kicks? By stealing girls and torturing them? What's a matter, Wade? Can't get a date unless she's unconscious?" I challenged.
Wade rushed over to the bed, his hand wrapped around my throat. Instead of fear filling my eyes, anger did.
"I could end your life in an instant. Don't think I won't." He told me, giving my neck a squeeze.
"Go ahead." I choked out, pushing my throat further into his hands.
Wade kept his eyes locked fiercely on mine for several tense minutes before releasing his hold. I coughed hard, trying desperately to regain my breath. I could still feel the pressure from his fingers on my skin.
"I don't want to kill you, Alexis. So don't make me."
He reached for my throat again, only this time he was gently caressing my skin.
"You amaze me, Alexis. It's not going to be easy to break you like I did the others, but I will."
I kept my face expressionless as he spoke.
"Maybe that was the problem. They broke too easily." He told me. "But you won't, will you? Are you the one that can match me, Alexis?"
His hands moved from my neck down my torso, unbuttoning my shirt, and pushed aside the fabric. Wade licked his lips, gazing down my body. He bent down and planted a chaste kiss at the swell of my breasts.
"First, you eat." He said, suddenly backing off the bed and to the table nearby.
"Can I have my hands to eat?" I asked.
"Oh, no, not yet. You haven't earned the right to your hands." Wade chuckled. "You will eat by my hand, or you don't eat at all."
If it wasn't for the fact that I was starving, I would have spat in his face. Truthfully, I wasn't sure I had it in me at this point.
Wade came back to my side with a plate full of a variety of items: grapes, grilled chicken, and fried potato wedges. I sipped water from a straw and ate everything he put in my mouth.
"Very good, Alexis. See? It doesn't have to be difficult." He said after I drank the entire glass of water.
I gave him a slight nod, just thankful to have food in my system again.
Wade sat the plate down and brushed some of my hair from my face.
"You really are beautiful, love." He said, gazing down my body again.
"Thank you." I emotionlessly said.
I cried out in surprise when Wade slapped me hard across the cheek. I could feel the blood pool in my cheek as my head whipped back.
His breathing grew harsher, his hands once again around my throat. "The others begged me to spare their lives, Alexis." He sneered. "But I would bet you won't beg, will you?"
I didn't say anything as he once again tightened his hand.
"I can see it in your eyes. You won't beg. Good. I don't think I could take another simpering female."
"Not me." I said through gritted teeth.
"I want to be good to you, Alexis." He released my throat.
His hands moved down again to my cleavage, giving my breast a hard squeeze.
"Want to be good to me?" He asked.
I wasn't going to beg for my life. That didn't mean I didn't want to live. Slowly, I nodded.
"Let's see what we can do about you earning your hands free." He said in a low voice before bending down to kiss me.
My blood instantly chilled when his lips met mine. His mouth molded to mine, trying to coax me into kissing him back.
Wade sighed when he failed to illicit a response, pulling slightly away from me.
"If you aren't accommodating, love, I'll be forced to be less than gentle with you." He said. "I would hate to bloody this pretty bedspread."
"Something tells me you actually would love that, Wade." I bitterly said.
A slow smile crept upon his lips. "Or maybe I'll just bloody CM Punk?"
That put a bolt of fear in me. "He has nothing to do with this."
"Oh, doesn't he? Is he not the reflection I see in your eyes, love?"
I closed my eyes and looked away from him. He cupped his hand under my chin and forced me to look back.
"I've seen you two together, Alexis. You can't lie to me."
"Wouldn't dream of it." I roughly said.
Wade nodded, kissing me again. This time, I kissed him back. I held back the tears that were threatening to fall. There wasn't much I could do, but if this somehow protects Phil, I would give in that much.
Wade broke the kiss, smiling at me. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"
"Nope." I lied.
"You would do well to remember that, Alexis. Our fun is just beginning."