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What is happening to the boy I love?
CHAPTER19
NOW
REXLEY
Things are getting better. Cat is starting to act like the girl I knew before. I knew it would take some time. I just had to separate her from all the brainwashers she associated with. I thought after I had taken care of her father and grandma, I wouldn’t have any more trouble. But that doesn’t matter anymore. She’s here with me now. Where she is safe.
I walk into the room I had designed just for her. I thought she would like a taste of home. That memories of a happier time would help her remember how much she loved me, but the moment she saw it, I knew I fucked up once again.
“Have you eaten yet?” I ask her, glancing at the food still left on the tray. I take a deep breath in and try to remain cool. “Is there something wrong with the omelet?” She sits up on the bed and places the Kindle I brought her down beside her.
“No, I haven’t had much of an appetite is all,” she mumbles, still avoiding my eyes. I shuffle closer and try to ignore the way she shrinks into herself.
“What sounds good? You need to eat, Cat.” She mutters something under her breath, but I choose to ignore it. I sigh and head back towards the door. A whimper hits my ear, and I glance back at her from over my shoulder. I raise a brow, and she climbs off of the bed.
“Do you think maybe I could go outside? Or you could unlock the balcony? I need air, Rex.”
Her eyes fill with tears, and I groan, running my hand down my face. I am so sick of her crying. I once loved it, but now it just pisses me off. She was never the type of girl to whine or fuss, and now, that’s all she seems to do.
“Please, Rexley, let’s just go for a walk. You can leash me again if you wish to. I promise to be good.” I pause at her using my name. It has been years since her soft voice has called me Rexley. Her small hand reaches to touch my shoulder, and I shiver. She’s willingly reaching out to me. This is progress. Maybe she does deserve a reward.
I spin around, catching her off guard, and place a soft kiss onto her lips. I don’t linger.
“Yes, kitty, I think a walk would be nice.”
Cat
I can’t believethat actually worked! I could jump for joy, but I need to stay cool. Once we reach outside, I can take note of where we are and work on a plan to escape. I just need to stay patient and not blow this chance.
Acting demure and being the perfect little pet he wants me to be has started to finally pay off. I slip on some sandals and take his offered hand. I really don’t want to touch him, but I know it’s all a part of the game. He leads me out the door and down a long hall to a wide staircase.
“I’m quite happy you suggested a walk. I have been excited to show you more of the house and the land. I had purchased this piece of property for us soon after graduation. It was supposed to be a wedding gift, but…” I stop him from continuing.
One, it’s too painful to think about and two, he seems to be in a semi-good mood. I gently squeeze his hand and lie my head against his arm. He gasps, and I fight not to cry. Moments like these make it hard to remember why I hate him so much. He still smells the same. Cinnamon and vanilla. For months, I couldn’t enter a bakery because that aroma would set me off. I worked hard to be able to bake again myself.
I pull away and start down the stairs. I stop at the door and wait for him. I bow my head, and he goes as far as to pat me.
“See, I knew you could be a good kitty,” he coos. I bite back a snarky remark and growl. But fuck, it’s hard. He doesn’t know how much this ‘kitty’ wants to scratch. He unlocks the four locks and places the shock collar back around my neck.
“No, please,” I start to beg, and he scoffs.
“It has an electric fence attachment. This way I know you won’t be able to leave the perimeter I set for you.” I nod and discreetly wipe a tear from my eye. He’s letting me outside. This small thing I can deal with.
Rex opens the door, and I take in my first breath of fresh air in what has to be months. The brightness of the sun hurts my eyes, and I wince, shutting them. I listen hard for some clue as to where we are, but it’s quiet. There is the sound of waves crashing and birds chirping, but no people talking, or cars driving by.
I blink a few times and take a small step down the front stairs, leading to the water. He always did say he wanted to live on the water. There is a huge boat docked and a giant cart parked beside it. I step closer, but Rex grips my forearm, pulling me back to him.
I let him guide me along a small path he made between the trees in the lush forest surrounding us. We walk for a while, and I still don’t see or hear anyone. I’m starting to think that I am lost for good. That I am going to be stuck here until he loses control and finally kills me.
“What is this place?” I finally ask, and he stops moving. I turn to face him, and he has a huge grin on his face.
“This is Cat Island, our new permanent home.” He continues to walk, and my heart races. I know my face is pale, and I feel lightheaded. He honest to God has me trapped. There is no escape. One word keeps repeating in my mind, taking me deeper and deeper into despair, as he continues to give me a tour of my prison.
Island.
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