Uncooperative

A/N: I honestly have been busy, I swear!!! Lol, no I really have. I'm might start picking out songs that relate to each chapter. Tell me what you think?

I Don't Need a Man – The Pussycat Dolls

Disclaimer: I do not own Beauty and the Beast or any other Disney movies for that matter.

A Dormeuse is a European travelling carriage. The travelers could sleep in their carriage. I mention it very briefly in this chapter.

Enjoy chapter 3…

I am rudely awakened to the bump of a carriage. I groggily realize that I'm using Edward's chest for a pillow. I quickly sit up and manage a glare. These revelations in thr morning light are startling; I know I fell asleep in a bed last night. I have no memory of getting here.

His black hair is tousled but his eyes are lively and twinkle with mirth.

"Sweet dreams?"

I decide to answer honestly. How else will I cope with living in such close quarters in the home of this stranger? We might as well get to know each other.

"Honestly I don't dream that often, if I remember my dreams at all. I all but passed out because of all the alcohol."

I change the subject and ask the necessary question of where we're going at this early hour.

"We are going to our fall home."

He gives no explanation. I scowl at him in reply. My optimistic thoughts of getting to know my captor immediately turn stormy. The only time I'll ever get to know this man is when I manage to strangle him, I doubt that will ever happen anyways, looking at his toned muscles. Is his arrogance so vast that he wished to make important decisions with out my leave?

"You have no choice in this matter."

"Says whom?" I challenge him, testing my boundaries.

"I say so and that is how it will be done."

Edward has a menacing growl in his tone and I worry for an instant that I've pushed him too far. Instead of further angering him I try to form an escape plan. Maybe I can open the Dormeus's door and flee to the mountains. That sounds like painful escape plan. And I also point out to myself the absence of some handy mountains to run off to.

"If you try to escape I will be obliged to keep you here by force." He seems quite smug at the prospect so I snort and haughtily glare at Edward as if the thought had never crossed my mind, when in fact it feels as though he can read my thoughts.

Slowly, Edward's eyelids drop and his breathing slows. He looks tired and has purple circles under each eye, for all his ferocity earlier. It will be as risky as disturbing a viper, but a plan is forming.

EPOV
I slit my eyelids and watch Arianne attempt to reach the door. I believe she thinks I am asleep. She turns to look at me and gasps. I chuckle, she seems so shocked.

"Going somewhere?" I am answered with silence.

"You do realize Glenwood is leagues away."

I expect she'll greet this as defeat, and continue to be complacent. Instead she reaches for the handle with the hand behind her back, all the while a smile on her face. I grab for her wrist, but she has already jumped.

APOV

Nobody realizes quite how far a carriage is from the ground until you jump from it. I attempt to plant my feet on the ground, but nonetheless end up in the mud. I hear a sickening crack before my ankle gives out.

Instead of sitting on the ground and bawling as half of me wants to do, I begin to limp unsteadily in the direction we left. Edward has already stopped the dormeus. With a few long strides, my captor masquerading as a husband is beside me. Why is everything so damned easy for this man? My frustration is reflected in the roiling storm clouds above.

And then he had the nerve to ask, "Are you hurt?" He has the audacity to act as if he cares. This only puts me at his mercy.

"No," I say scathingly, "I just limp in the hopes that you'll leave me alone!" Edward sighs.

"It's a long way to walk on a bad ankle."

"Well I wouldn't even be here if not for you! The only one who's worse is my father! Why in god's name did you have to choose me!"

"Am I really so loathsome?"

"YOU are moody, arrogant, selfish, terrifying, and self centered! You snarl one minute and chuckle the next. Why would you want to marry me when you're already in love with yourself!

I am fuming. Thankfully I don't need to stomp away because Edward abruptly leaves me. Good riddance! He flashes me one toothy smirk before the horses start at a wild gallop. Wait, why would he leave me! Besides the minor detail of me screaming insults at him. A trivial factor that has caused me to be stranded in the wilderness. I've already resigned myself to a life of unhappiness, but I am nowhere near dead. Instead I try to remember all the tips for survival I've ever heard.

Don't drink saltwater. No danger of that.

Fire is essential. I don't know the first thing about lighting a fire.

Some berries are not good to eat. Some are. I can't tell what's poison to save my life, which may be the case.

There is as much a chance of that knowledge helping me as a squirrel guiding me to seven dwarfs and a warm cottage. To add to my pretty picture, it starts pouring, right on cue. Absolutely peachy! I'm abandoned in the middle of the forest in a torrential storm. I can't walk and I'm all alone.

I spot a giant oak that looks drier and manage to hobble over. I pick a spot that's relatively dry between the roots. I can see the road but the leafy foliage hides me in its protective arms. There's nothing to do but wait it out. I surrender to a blissful doze.

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