Justin's POV

I wake up feeling stiff and disoriented, I blink a few times confused. I can't remember why I'm sleeping on the floor in a bathroom. Then I remember what's happening, I pee and wash my face with some cold water. I listen to hear if Hobbs is still here, it seems pretty quiet so I open the door. I take a chance and look in the dresser for better clothes.

I find a warmer long sleeve shirt and some jeans, so I change out of the t-shirt and sweats. I look around for my sneakers, I find them under the bed and put them on. I carefully head downstairs, thankfully I'm alone. I head for the door and notice something, there is a small tiny box next to the lock. It's some kind of alarm, I take a look around and find one on every window and the back door.

If I'm gonna do this I better make it to some place safe, because if he catches me. I don't know what he'll do, I go to the fridge and scarf down some cold sesame noodles and a bottle of water. The noodles remind me of Brian, their one of his favorites, when I'm done with my late lunch according to the clock. It's about three in the afternoon, I try the locks on the door, the bottom lock is locked from the outside. I look around for something to pick it, I find three paper clips. They'll have to do.

I unfold the large edge of one of the paperclips twice, until one part of it is straight and sticks out. Then I take the bigger clip and take out both bends until it has two straight sides with a curve at the end. I press the curved end down with my teeth, then I put them in the lock. I twist them around for about five minutes before I hear a satisfying click. Yes! A huge grin spreads across my face.

My little victory is short lived when I open the door. All I see is trees, I walk outside and notice that this is one of those places that no one can find unless they know where it is. I mean I'm sure there should be a road around here somewhere. Then again I was blindfolded the whole way here, even when he walked the rest of the way. I see a little space where some tire tracks are.

I could follow them but they're pretty warn in, so I could run into Hobbs on his way back. Maybe I could follow them from a distance so I won't be on the exact trail. Then I could still be close enough to see the tire marks so I don't get lost. I need to get moving because I've already tripped the alarm. And I'm sure that Hobbs knows I'm out. I go back and grab two bottles of water just in case I need it.

I start walking putting some distance between me and the tracks, but I make sure I can still see them. So far it's pretty easy, I walk for what feels like hours and the sun is starting to set. I've gone through one bottle already and my legs are starting to hurt. I find a branch big enough to be a walking stick. It helps me save some energy, I trip on a little group of rocks and hear a popping sound.

I fall on my face and a bear trap goes off a few inches in front of my face. I jump back and wince, I move my left ankle and hiss in pain. Shit, it's either broken or sprained either way I'm screwed. I take a beat to slow my breathing. I can't believe a fucking bear trap almost tore my face off!

That bear trap was either a really strange coincidence or Hobbs set up booby traps. I sit there trying to think. I look at my hand and unfortunately there's a medium sized cut on my palm. I tear off the edge of my shirt and wrap up my hand. I get up slowly and pick the stick back up and use it to as a crutch.

There could be more traps or he could've just put that there to scare me. It doesn't matter I have to keep moving, I have to try to get away from hear. To another house, a phone, A road something. I can't let Hobbs catch me like this injured and weak. I won't be able to fight him like this, and after what happened last night.

I shudder at the thought, if he wanted to…I can't even think it. He could've last night, hell I thought he was going to. I was really happy that he didn't but logically, and if I understand his actions towards me correctly. He likes or at the very least wants me, I shudder again and move as fast as my ankle will allow. No matter what I won't let him, I'm not going to stop fighting.

"That's right sonny boy"

I stop in my tracks that was defiantly Brian's voice. And obviously Brian's not here, no matter how much I wish he was. I mean I know hallucinations are caused by lack of sleep and certain meds. But I've been sleeping a lot and Hobbs only drugged me once.

"Are you just going to stand here debating whether or not you're crazy? Or are you going to get moving before that fucker comes back?"

I smile hallucination or not it's nice to hear his voice. Maybe it's because I got kidnapped, sometimes traumatic events can cause hallucinations.

"Move your ass, now!"

"I'm going, I'm going" I say inwardly wincing, I shouldn't be talking to an imaginary voice in my head.

"Less thinking more walking!"

I roll my eyes and start moving with a stupid grin on my face. Hallucination or not I'm glad at least now I don't feel so alone.