Chap 9
Next chapter for you since the last one was short
As the sun came up it shone through the window to Brock's hotel room. It was peaceful sight, Brock sound asleep on the bed and the sun shining through the curtains. Brock jumped up in bed as the sound of the alarm clock shattered the peaceful image. He looked around to get his bearings then he groaned and reached over to shut the annoying alarm off. Once it was shut off Brock ran his hands over his face and through his hair. Then Brock got up off his bed and slipped his cloths back on then went to leave the room, but his cell phone stopped him. It started to ring and he reached into his pocket but when he found nothing he looked to the desk. There was his cell phone ringing on the desk.
'Glad someone called, I would have left it here' he thought as he answered. It was Officer Frank with an update on the location of Jack's house.
Reba had fought sleep but sometime before the sunrise she had slipped into the blackness. Jack awoke with the sunrise and smiled as he looked over at the woman sleeping on the bed. Even in sleep she was braced for an attack, she was curled into a tight ball in her left side, facing the door to the hotel room, one arm was up over her head and the other was balled into a fist at the tip of her nose. He smiled then went and got dressed.
Reba awoke with a start she grabbed the sheets and sat up looking around frantically. There was no sign of Jack. She sighed in relief then ran into the bathroom and started up a shower, she turned the water to the hottest setting she could without burning her. She grabbed the washrag that the hotel supplied and the soaps. She didn't know how long she was in the shower but it didn't matter to her, the memories of the night before burned in her mind and she scrubbed her arms and body harder trying to wash away the feel of him. Her tears fell with the water as it didn't work. He was still there and she was still in trouble.
Jack had come back to the room to hear the shower on he smiled and set the tray of food on the table that was next to the window. Then he went and knocked on the bathroom door.
"I've got breakfast so be out in five minutes or I'm coming in." he called through the door.
Reba jumped as he knocked on the door and panicked when he said he'd come in if she wasn't out. She quickly rinsed off the soap and washed her hair in record time and was out of the shower, dried, and dressed in three minutes. She stood in the bathroom looking to her reflection in the mirror over the sink. Her lip was cut and swollen, her cheeks had a terrible bruise and she wished she had some makeup to cover it. Her arms had finger prints and bruises were Jack had grabbed her too hard. She took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door. As soon as she had the door open Jack grabbed her and pinned her to the wall next to the bathroom. Tears filled Reba's eyes as he forced her into a kiss. His kisses moved to her neck.
"Please don't..." Reba begged in a broken sob as his hands wandered. The events of last night came back and choked her as it was about to all happen again. Suddenly Jack stopped and moved his head back up so his mouth was next to her ear.
"I just love you so much..." he whispered. Reba shook with fear as she cried harder.
'How could he do this to me?' she thought.
"Everything about you drives me crazy... but I did promise to wait until we get the house..." Reba thought for a second that he would keep that promise but her small flair of hope was shattered by his next words. "...but I really don't want to baby." he then abruptly pulled away from her and went about the room eating the donuts he had gotten for him like nothing had happened, while Reba stood still and shaking not moving from the wall.
"Oh hey Reba, did you have a nice shower, you need to get to eating so we can get to leaving" he said cheerfully as if nothing happened.
'What is he trying to prove? Why is he doing this?' she thought. Jack looked to her a worried expression on his face. "Reba, are you ok. What happened?" he asked. Reba looked to him confused. "Honey are you ok you look pale did something spook you?" Reba just kept staring at him 'what is he talking about? Did she just imagine the whole thing?'
"Come on why don't you get something to eat." he said as he gently grabbed her arm and led her to the table where a few donuts and a cup of coffee waited for her to eat them. Reba sat down silently and just starred at Jack as he sat down across from her.
'What is wrong with him, he's like bipolar or something' Van said I her head.
'No you are just imagining things. Just don't make him mad, keep him happy and he won't hurt you' the voice that sounded like hers said.
'What are you thinking? This man is crazy, you need to escape!' Van said again.
'No, that'll only get you shot! Remember he has the gun!' The 'Reba' voice spoke up. Reba shook her head trying to make the voices stop. The one that sounded like Van had good points and told her to run and save herself but the one that sounded like her voiced points that scared her. The voice that sounded like her frightened her into staying silent and just trying to keep from being hurt.
Half an hour later Reba had slowly eaten her meal and now it was time to go. Jack had packed her a baggy hooded jacket, a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. She hid in the hood as they walked out of the hotel and as she slid into the back seat of the car she glanced to the black truck that was still parked two spots down. Her heart sank as she knew that Brock was looking for her, but he wouldn't find her. He proved that last night, she was stuck and tears formed in her eyes at the thought that no one would ever find her. She was going to become a statistic, a percentage, a class of people never found. She placed a hand on her window as Jack pulled out the hotel parking lot praying that Brock will find her and see her soon.
