Chapter 6

Next morning

Lisa wakes up still handcuffed to the bed. She looks around the room and sees no sign of Jackson. That's when she realizes that she's been gagged with something yet again. God dammit. Why did he feel a need to do this kind of shit? She clearly wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

She had no idea where Jackson was, he wasn't showering he did that last night, so he must have actually left the room. Left her to do what? She didn't have a chance to answer her own question because Jackson made his appearance.

"Good morning. Sleep well, Leese?" He asked in his usual arrogant tone. Lisa replied a muffled response due to the gag. "I'm sorry, I guess I need to take out your gag so we can continue our usual banter." He made his way over to Lisa and sat down on the bed. "Although, I could just leave it in. Maybe then you wouldn't give me such a headache." Lisa glared daggers at him as her response. "Okay. Calm down, I'll take it out, just don't bite my head off when I do." Jackson undid her gag.

Lisa moved her mouth around to get soreness out of her lips, then glared back at Jackson. "I hate you." She stated simply. "Well I guess someone's not a morning person." "Why can't you just let me go?" Lisa asked pleadingly. "Are we going to be asking the same questions as yesterday, cause if so I might as well just put your gag back in now." Jackson moved towards her to gag her. "No! No! I'm done asking questions." Lisa pulled her head as far away from Jackson as she could. Jackson looked at her curiously. "I promise." Lisa stated defeated.

Jackson regarded Lisa for a moment then got off the bed and walked over to where his jacket was laid neatly over a chair. He grabbed his jacket and pulled out the key for the handcuffs. He turned and walked back over to where Lisa was laying on the bed. "I'm going to take these off you." He pauses a moment, "Don't make things difficult for yourself." He said and undid the cuffs.

Lisa sat up and rubbed her sore wrists. "We're leaving in 10 minutes so get yourself ready." He stated indifferently and gestured towards the bathroom.

Lisa got ready in the time Jackson allotted and they both left the hotel room. Jackson had warned her not to try anything on their walk to the car and Lisa complied.

They made their way down to the parking lot. Lisa was surprised and confused to see that the car they had originally been in was no longer in the spot but it was instead replaced by a black sports car, clearly more Jackson's style. "What happen to the other car?" Lisa asked curiously.

"Well after that little stunt you pulled last night. I can't risk anyone identifying our car." Lisa could feel Jackson eyes tearing right through her. She knew that what she had done last night was a risky move, but she had to do something. She was making things too easy for him. Next time she did something she would just have to try a little harder.

As they came up to the car, Lisa noticed that there were only two doors, none leading to the backseat. Shit. Jackson was really going to make it hard for her now. Lisa went to walk around to the passenger door hoping that maybe Jackson would let her sit in the front seat again.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jackson asked as her grabbed her wrist stopping Lisa in her tracks. "Getting in the car." Lisa asked towards the ground too afraid to look him in the eyes.

"Allow me." Jackson pulled Lisa towards him and pushed her gently against the car. He then unlocked the door and opened the driver side door. Using his right hand to keep Lisa in her place he leaned into the car and pulled the lever that made the driver seat move forward.

Lisa's eyes began to water as a feeling of hopelessness washed over her, mixed with a feeling of slight regret for doing such a stupid thing last night. She tried her hardest to hold back her tears, not wanting to let Jackson see just how much she was hurting on the inside.

Jackson returned from inside the car and regarded Lisa for a moment. He could tell that she was breaking on the inside under his intimidating presence. He felt a tiny bit sorry for her, but after all she really did do this to herself. He saw a tear slide down her cheek slowly and wiped it away gently with his thumb. "It's okay Leese. I'm not going to hurt you as long as you don't do something stupid again." Lisa tried to look anywhere but him as he continued to speak. "I'm simply making it easier for you to comply with me by taking away some of the temptation."

He regarded her for a moment, and she made the mistake of looking up at him. She locked eyes with him and could see the enjoyment he was getting out her distraught emotions. He looked at her sympathetically for a moment, but in a flash that was replaced with a spark of something. She wasn't quite sure what to make of it until she saw a smirk come across his face. "Which reminds me." He leaned into the car once more and returned this time with those dreaded handcuffs.

Lisa wanted to ball her eyes out at the sight of those dreadful things. I mean were they really necessary, he was obviously going to put her in the backseat where there were no doors or windows that would open so what exactly did he think she was going to do? Lisa looked at him pleadingly but didn't speak out against it, there was no point arguing with him anyway.

"Just turn around Leese, don't make this difficult." He stated nonchalantly. Lisa did what she was told and turned around placing her hands behind her back. Jackson cuffed her wrist and quickly got her into the car, making sure she didn't hit her head on the way in. Then he buckled her in, safety-first right?

He pushed back the seat, now completely trapping her in this confined space. He took his place behind the wheel and in a second they were out of the parking lot and heading down the road.

They had been driving for a while, in complete silence and it was driving Lisa crazy yet again. "Do you think we could stop and get food?" Lisa boldly spoke up. Jackson gazed at her in the rearview mirror, "I think it'd be a little hard for you to eat given the position your in." He said with a tough of humor in his voice.

"So what, I don't get to eat anymore?" Lisa asked in a sarcastic manner. "No, not right now." Jackson stated simply before turning his focus back to the road completely.

Shit. Lisa knew she had to do something now. He wasn't messing around anymore. Finally, she saw a sign down the road. Maybe now she could figure out where the hell she was. As the car drove by she managed to read the sign, but thought she must've misread it. It said Welcome to Murphy. Where the hell was Murphy?

"Jackson where is Murphy?" Lisa asked wearily. "Lisa, I told you I wasn't going to tell you where we were. I'm not risking it." He said getting irritated. "Jackson, look at me. What do you thing I'm going to do? What do you think I could do in my position?"

She was being honest with him, she was completely trapped and at his disposal. There was no way she was getting out of the car, Jackson had made sure of that. So what did he think I was gonna do?

"I'm not underestimating you this time." Jackson stated sternly. "Jackson, even if I wanted to do something to you, I can't. Okay, you've won. I'm stuck with you. So please, can you just tell me where we are?" She was speaking in a calmer tone now, trying to appeal to his emotions.

Jackson sighed heavily and contemplated whether or not he should tell her. This could set her over the edge he thought she was fairly close to jumping off. She did have a point though; there wasn't really anything she could do at this point. He had taken away all means of escape from her by handcuffing her in the backseat. What the hell? "Murphy, North Carolina." He decided to tell her; maybe it'll shut her up.

"North Carolina." Lisa whispered in shock. "Oh my god." She said to herself. Jackson looked in the rearview mirror to see how she was reacting. He always loved the way she reacted to stuff. Right now she was beginning to breath deeper, trying to think and figure everything out. She had that look of utter distress written all over her face and it made Jackson smile.

"Jackson, I need to get out of here. I can't breathe. Please pull over I need air! Jackson! " Lisa was begging to panic. Being alone with Jackson for so long was making her claustrophobic.

I have to do something; I can't just stay with him. I've made this all too easy for him. Did I honestly think that if I played by his rules I'd make it out of this alive? He's probably driving me off to some warehouse to kill me. Oh god.

She was really beginning to lose it now. Jackson knew he shouldn't have told her, but she just looked so helpless, so hopeless. He didn't want to break his Lisa, at least not that much.

"I can't let you out here, Leese. We'll be there in maybe 15, 20 minutes tops with my driving." He was still speaking in a casual tone despite Lisa panicking, hoping that it would calm her down. It didn't.

"I need to get out!" She screamed at him. She began to struggle with her hands behind her back and managed to get her seatbelt unclicked.

Jackson's eyes darted at her, at the sound of the click. What the hell is she doing? "Lisa, what the hell do you think you're doing? Put your seatbelt back on" Jackson screamed at her.

Lisa's plan was already set in motion and there was no stopping her at this point. She had completely blocked out whatever Jackson was yelling at her and was solely focused on the task at hand. She was maneuvering herself so that she could bring her cuffed hands from behind her back around to the front by stepping through them.

It took Jackson a moment to figure out what exactly she was doing. But the second he figured it out, he was completely enraged. "Lisa, I swear, stop this right now." He was reaching behind the seat and trying to stop her but he was still focused on driving the car.

Finally Lisa was able to get her hands to the front of her and that's when she struck.