When I woke up I could feel arms on my body and hissed as their hands pressed onto the wound on my stomach. Opening my eyes I remember everything that happened the night before and looked into the eyes of the man I couldn't kill.
His dark eyes were staring at me waiting for something. I went to pull my hands to hit him, but found they were strapped to the bed I was on. Fuck!
Andrew smirked at my small inner meltdown. I wouldn't let him see me cry. Looking up to try and rid of the tears I took a few calming breaths and then turned my eyes onto him. He looked different today then last night. His dark eyes were shinning with what I don't know, but he was up to something. Andy's lips were curled into a smile as bright as the sun and his hair was combed back.
Today he wore some type of light brown uniform with an olive undershirt. He laced his shoulders straight and leaned back away from the bed while crossing his legs. Before speaking he placed his hands onto his lap. "Now I'm going to explain where we are, the rules and were we are going. You will not speak, understood?" I nodded, if he was going to give me the info I needed to escape, why the hell not?
"Good girl." I glared daggers at him, but he ignored me and continued. "Currently my dear we are on a ship heading towards Ireland. I have some business to do there." What! I thought all the imports and exports stopped after the power went out!
"What do you mean exactly on a ship?" I muttered at him, terrified at his answer. If we were truly on a ship, Miles and Monroe wouldn't be able to find me. They can't track over an ocean! Hell I don't even think they know about ships going back and forth to other nations again.
"Exactly what I said dear, we are on the La'Rosa on our way to Ireland." He answered his eyes cold and calculating.
"I thought that all the imports and exports stopped after the power went out."
Andrew started laughing, "How do you believe we arrived back to the United States?" I could feel tears starting to fall, but he ignored them. "Now, like I said were heading to Ireland, matter fact well be there in a about a day and half." That couldn't be right.
"How. . . I was only asleep for a day!?"
"No. You've been asleep on and off for about three weeks. The doctor here on board kept you sedated at my orders." They were going to think I left them. Miles, Monroe . . . their going to think I was coward.
"Why Ireland?" I asked needing to know why the hell so far away?
"That's none of your concern. Now, "I went to go talk again, but he shook his head and threatened to have me put back to sleep if I couldn't behave. I nodded my head and listened as he went on about my rules.
"Your rules are simple. You are to be at my side at all times, if not you will be in your room. I will not have no back talk, no breaking the rules and no trying to escape. You will be punished. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes." I hissed. His dark eyes leapt forward filled with a fire I didn't want any part of. I thought I've seen crazy, before, but Monroe has nothing on Andrew.
"Yes Sir." He stated clearly wanting me to repeat him. I did as he wanted.
"Good girl. Before I finish what's your name?" I debated on weather or not to tell him the truth, but decided if I ever did escape I didn't want him to know my real name. But I wanted the name to be close to home.
"Monroe . . . Danielle Monroe." I whispered.
"What was that? Speak up."
"Danielle Monroe." I said louder this time my chin lifted.
"Danny it is or by others Miss Monroe. Now you will be cleaned and dressed accordingly. No more of this." His hand waved over my dirty clothes. "Lastly you will do EVERYTHING I tell you to do." He stated with humor in his voice, his voice raising slightly at the words everything. What did he have in mind?
"And if I don't?" I asked pushing his buttons.
"Then I get to have fun with you." Andrews smile got bigger as if playing with me was the best thing in the world. What have I gotten myself into?