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-SEXY TIME

Chapter 7

Come to find out, I wasn't living in Alaska. In fact I was living somewhere…with a beach. This seemed to take me out of my depressed mood. The only thing that sucked was the fact that we were secluded in an area, all by itself. I was pretty sure we were on some kind of island, but who knows. I'm extremely horrible with maps and directions.

The whole time we were walking down the halls and stairs, we were both quiet. Never said a word.

Once outside the cool summer like breeze hit me, and I breathed in a long breath, trying to savor the smell of freedom that was just at my fingertips. I took it upon myself to lead the way, making him follow me to the edge where the water met the sand. I reached down and plucked a seashell from the moist sand and stuck it in my pocket. Something to remember, when I get back inside.

I walked closer to the waters waves but was stopped by Mark. I could feel his stare on me as I watched the ocean.

Wanting to get closer, I glanced back at Mark with a questioning look. He sighed and took the key out from his pocket and un-cuffed our wrists. I was momentarily stunned, but not for long. I hurriedly threw off my shoes and socks, and began running towards the water, not caring whether my pants got wet. I got deeper into the water, till it was up to my ribs.

Loving the feel of my short freedom I laughed and danced in circles in the water. I fell back going under water and stared up, watching the blurry images of clouds from above. Before I could even really enjoy the sight I was dragged out from under the water. I sputtered as water got into my nose.

Mark had me by the arms and held my upper body out of the water.

"Are you ok!?" He asked me hurriedly, as if he thought I was drowning.

I stared at him as though he had two heads.

"I'm fine. Are YOU ok?" I asked him, wiping water from my face.

"What the hell were you doing?" he practically yelled at me.

I stared, uncomprehending why he was yelling at me.

"I was swimming…" I trailed off, "You didn't jump in here with your shoes did you?"

He seemed to tense up and then sigh. He released me slowly and I took a floating step back.

"Unfortunately I did jump in here with them on… I thought you were drowning." He said, rubbing his face and making his way out of the water.

"Wait, you don't want to swim?" I asked him quickly, reaching for his arm.

"I think I'll just watch you."

"Why? Guards should take a day off too." I said, giving a short smile.

He stared at me for a moment, as though he wasn't sure whether he should stay or not.

"Oh, come on!" I exclaimed, gripping his arm and dragging him further into the water.

"Wait, I should probably take my shoes off." He said, pulling back. I let him go and he got out, taking his shoes off, and then his soaked shirt.

I thought he was only taking his shoes off…

Great, I'm going to be distracted by that taunt muscled chest that I'm going to drown.

Just look away, Sam. I told myself.

As he came back in the water I tried to distance myself and went deeper into the water. Before we could scream there was a large wave that crashed over us and I felt myself get pulled back towards the sand and then back into the ocean. As I raised my head out of the water a slimy green plant lay on my head, dangling in front of my eyes.

I squeaked and flailed my arms and hands. I quickly grabbed the seaweed off my head and threw it away from me. I looked over to see Mark laughing. I should probably say; he was dying.

He was laughing so hard I thought he might go under water and drown.

Glaring at him, I splashed water at his face and quickly got him to shut up. He sputtered water out of his mouth and glared at me.

"What was that for?" he asked, wiping his face.

"You know why." I said, slowly backing away as he made his way towards me. It looked like he wanted to drown me, but maybe I was mistaken because once he got me he grabbed me and threw me up I came splashing down.

Once I got my head out of the water, I spit salty water out of my mouth and glared at him. He looked like he was trying to stop himself from laughing, so I splashed more water in his face.

He came at me quickly grabbing me and spinning me around. We were both laughing when we got out of the water and collapsed on the wet sand. I sat up and looked out towards the dying sun. It was beginning to get dark and we both knew I didn't have much time left. The laughter died away and we both sat watching the sun set.

The wind was starting to pick up, and the temperature began to drop. Not too much but enough to give you chills if you were wet.

Sighing, I turned and caught Mark staring at me. He didn't even hide the fact that he was. He had a strange look on his face and started to say something.

"Sam, there's something you should know about me-"he was cut off by the sound of a car door slamming.

Both our heads shot to the side, looking at the mansion. We looked back at each other and quickly got up. He hurriedly picked his stuff and my stuff up and we ran towards the mansion. Sneaking in through the back door, we made a run for the stairs. The sound of our bare feet slamming against the wood floors, echoed off the walls.

We were trying to beat the clock. Whoever just got here was probably here for 1 reason, and that was probably to check up on me. I was hoping to God that it wasn't Max.

When we finally made it to my room we shut the door quickly and locked it. I looked around hurriedly, looking for clothes to change into. I was pretty sure we were covered in sand.

"The shower!" Mark practically yelled. We rushed into the bathroom and locked the door.

"Get in, I'll figure something out." He said ushering me towards the shower, and turning it on.

I quickly stripped down, not even caring if Mark was watching. I threw my wet clothes in a cabinet and jumped into the shower, soaping and scrubbing the sand off my body.

How the hell were we going to pull this off, without clean clothes? It would be so much easier if my clothes were actually in my room, but unfortunately Max is super paranoid about leaving clothes in my room, as if I'm going to take them and escape.

At least we had towels. But what about Mark? How was he going to do it?

Somehow someone made it through the locked bedroom door and knocked on the bathroom door.

Mark had been washing as much sand off his head and face as he could, in the bathroom sink. He cracked the door open and peered out.

I seen the tense stature he had and held my breath.

"She's in the shower at the moment." Mark said to the person behind the door.

"Well…I suppose I can wait a couple minutes until she is out. I'll be back in 10 minutes." A man said to Mark.

Mark nodded and closed the door, sagging against it as he heard the bedroom door close.

He looked up at me and saw me staring at him.

"So…what happened!?" I almost died from the suspense. "Who was it?"

"Someone Max sent to make sure I was doing my job, I suspect." Mark said, and then straightened up.

"I'll be right back. I need to get us clothes so hurry!" Mark said, running out the bathroom.

I quickly washed and by the time I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself with a towel, Mark busted in and closed the door behind him quickly. I don't think I've ever seen him so flustered in my life.

He handed me clothes and quickly started stripping down, and before I could even think he had his pants off and I quickly covered my eyes.

OH MY GOD. Was all I could think about for 5 minutes as I dressed.

I definitely did not expect to see his…thing…and I definitely had no idea it was that bi- OK! I'm going to stop thinking about that!

Chocolates, candies, beaches…carrots…cucumbers…sausages- SNAP OUT OF IT!-

I literally slapped at my cheeks and almost went as far as banging my head against the wall.

I was about to open the door and go into the room, but I heard the bedroom door open and close.

I froze in my place, hand on handle. I wasn't even paying attention as Mark came out of the shower and quickly dried himself and dressed.

There was a knock at the door and instinctively I almost opened the door. Mark rubbed past me and quickly opened the door. The man at the door was stunning. He had long blonde hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. His eyes were light blue, almost as if he were blind. He opened his mouth to give a slanted smile, before he bowed.

"It is a pleasure to finally meat you, my lady." As he bowed he grabbed my hand and pressed a soft kiss on the top.

I snatched my hand away, of course, by instinct.

"Uh…Do I know you?" I asked, rubbing the kiss off my hand, using my leg.

"Oh, how rude of me. I am Hyde Welts." He said, as if still expecting me to know who he is.

"Right…" I said, standing there. I gave a quick glance at Mark and noticed how is eyes were averted.

Guess I was on my own.

"I'm a good friend of your husband." And suddenly he wasn't as attractive as I first thought he was.

"I bet…" I mumbled. I wouldn't doubt it if he kept his forced wife captive also.

"I just stopped by to check if you were ok. Your Husband asked me to check on you. In fact he seemed very concerned for some reason."

"Do you know why he is supposedly concerned? Or did he leave that little snip of information out?" My voice hardened as he continued to talk to me.

"As a matter of fact, all he told me was that you were misbehaving. Although I don't exactly understand why he says it as though you were a child or dog." Hyde told me, rubbing his chin.

"Let's be honest here. We both know that this 'marriage' is shit. Completely against my will, and he is a Wife beater…" I trailed off as I noticed the shock, and hardening of his face.

"Or maybe…you didn't know?" I asked, confused.

"As a matter of fact I didn't know this…" I watched as his jaw tightened.

He looked over at Mark and stared. Mark stared back, just as coolly.

"Were you aware of Max's abuse to her?" Hyde asked, angrily.

Mark unwillingly looked away and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"What's happened to you? You use to be extremely angry every time Max would hurt one of his girlfriends. You would even interfere." Hyde sharply said to Mark.

I seen the look of guilt on Mark's face, but he quickly covered it, leaving a blank stare instead.

"It's really none of our business Hyde. She's his wife." Mark replied, and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. I couldn't believe he just said that.

No…I could believe it. He has always stayed to the side, never interfering. Never fighting back when Max would tell him to leave so that Max could have his way with me. When Max would rape me…

But he did fight back…that one time. Only it was just because Max was about to kill me…

Angry and deceived I turned to Mark. I squeezed my fist tightly together raising them to punch Mark squarely in the face. I never got the chance though, because Hyde did.

Hyde punched Mark, sending him sprawling to the floor. Mark quickly got up; he was obviously shocked and angry.

Before I could even say anything they were in a heated fight, throwing each other against the walls and punching, kicking. I stared, and stared…

And then it hit me… This is the perfect time to escape.

But no, I wouldn't give them the satisfactory of letting them lock me up again. I wouldn't escape this time, but I will next time.

I opened the door slowly, watched as they continued to fight, and walked out. I wandered down the flight of stairs, hearing them shout at each other, and call each other names.

I went in a guest room and walked out onto a balcony. I let the cool breeze surround me and waited until the fighting sounds stopped, and then the sounds of footsteps running down the stairs started.

I leaned against the thick railing and looked over at the ocean. The moon glistened off the water in a wavy reflection.

"You're an idiot, Mark! You're in love with Max's wife. Max, your-"

"Shut up!" Mark yelled.

"I hope you know what you're doing… find her and apologize. What you said was stupid, and I hope you know that. I'm leaving now." Hyde said, and walked away.

"Good luck finding her." Was his last comment before I heard a door close.

Ignoring the curses Mark said, I continued to enjoy the breeze, even if it was short.

I heard Mark rummage around then leave. I made my way down the hall and then down more stairs.

I ended up walking down a hall where I found myself in front of the Cellar door.

My My what will she find? :D stay tuned and find out! Anyway, thanks for reaing and leave plenty of reviews!

-SEXY TIME