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With my head hurting as much as it is, I can't think clearly. So, I do the only thing I can do and take the pills on the table. Looking around the room, I see it's a beautiful bedroom decorated in cream and aqua.That is one of my favorite colors.
The bed is king-size, with long posts on the headboard and footboard. What I almost miss are the eye hooks on all four posts.Strange.The bedding is aqua with cream accents, not childish at all, and very feminine. I lift the long bed skirt to see how much space is under it since the bed sits a bit high. I literally fall on my ass when I see what's underneath.
A fucking metal cage built into the bed!What the actual fuck?
I crawl away from it as fast as possible before getting up and running to the door, which I think is the way out. It's locked. There are two other doors and a set of French doors. I run over to the latter, ignoring the pain still shooting through my head. The knobs turn, but I find a walk-in closet when I fling the doors open. Before I can shut the doors, something captures my attention. The clothing hanging up is mine.
I walk into the closet to examine the clothing better, and it's just as I thought. Every piece of clothing on the hangers belongs to me!Where the fuck am I? I leave the closet, going straight for one of the other doors. The next one is locked like the first, and the last is a massive ensuite. There is a jacuzzi tub in one corner of the room and a stand-up glass shower in another corner.
I stroll to the shower and see my hair products and body wash sitting on the shelf. I hurry to the sink and open the cabinets, my heart sinking with every drawer and cupboard I open, because I find all my belongings inside. I fall on my ass and just stare at everything within the vanity. After a while, I lower myself and fall into a deep sleep on the cold tiled floor.
My first thought when I wake up again is of Beau. Now that my headache is gone, I can think more clearly. However, with the clarity comes the memory of being in the bathroom before falling asleep, and now, I'm back in bed. What's more, I'm now in a T-shirt and sleep shorts. Somebody came into my room and not only changed my clothes but also put me in bed.
I sit up and look around the room. I notice the dark skies through the curtains, so I know I've been sleeping for a while.Where is Beau?Is he okay? I become frantic, not knowing where he's at. Never mind where I am or how I will get out of this. I'm more concerned about what happened to Beau! I jump from the bed and start banging on the locked doors. Not knowing which one leads out of the room, I move back and forth between the two, making as much noise as possible.
"Stop! It's no use, Ryan. Nobody can hear you." A voice comes over a speaker somewhere.
"Who the fuck are you, and where am I?"
I look around the room, but when they speak, it seems like it's coming from every direction. I don't recognize the voice, and with this, I feel the fear begin to creep in. Not knowing who has me captive and whether Beau is okay has me scared shitless.
"What do you want?" I scream as tears begin to fall.
"I want you to abide by the rules, Ryan. You have been a very naughty girl."
"Fuck you! Where is Beau?"
"Beau is gone. He finally listened, and he left. He knows what's at stake; it's time you do, too."
"Beau would never leave me! He loves me too much!" I'm beginning to put two and two together. "Bain…is that you?"
An amused chuckle echoes through the room. "Welcome home, Ryan."
"Fuck you, Bain! This isn't my home! Where is my mother? Where is Beau?"
"I told you; Beau is gone. Go on and see for yourself." The television turns on suddenly, and a video clip of Beau carrying a suitcase appears. He’s in the front foyer, and I watch as Beau stops at the door, his shoulders slumped, before opening it and walking out.
"No…" I whisper.
"Yes, Ryan. You must come to terms with the fact that what I say around here goes. You will do well to remember that. As soon as you do, and you can be a good girl, you can come out of your room."
I begin to lose steam. "Where is my mother?" My voice cracks.
"She's here. Your mother knows her place with me. She submits to me, and soon, you will, too," Bain states.
"What does that even mean?" I wipe the tears from my face.
"It means, as my daughter, you will do as you're told, Ryan. Is that clear enough?" he asks, annoyance starting to take root in his tone.
"You're sick if you think I will let you touch me…"
His laughter has an amused tone to it. "Of course, I won't touch you. You are my daughter. I have your mother for all my sexual needs, but that doesn't mean you don't have to be submissive to me. Now, go back to bed like a good girl and get some sleep. We will talk in the morning before your mother, and I leave for our honeymoon."
The room goes silent, and there is nothing more I can say or do. Beau left me…he just left me without fighting for us. I slowly walk over to the bed and climb into it. Laying on top of the covers, I curl up into a fetal position, and I let the tears flow as I fall asleep, feeling the profound loss of another person I loved.
I'm startled awake by a noise in the room I'm in. I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes. The sight before me has excitement thrumming through me as I jump from the bed and throw my arms around my mother.
"Mom, you came for me!"
