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Minutes passed. Then longer, as I stayed in a daze. Slowly, I felt myself become more aware. Just as I was dozing, a gasp had my lids cracking open. The woman across the bed stirred, flying to a sitting position. The crying was immediate. It sparked something else. A memory? Yelling. Yes, she’d been doing that earlier too, hadn’t she? She had dark, wavy hair. It had to be the same woman.
I cleared my throat causing her face to spin towards me. And just like that…I couldn’t speak. It had nothing to do with the drugs and everything to do with the woman. She was beautiful. So much so, I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen anyone who’d come close to comparing. She had almond-shaped, light-colored eyes, with high cheekbones and full lips. There was a uniqueness to her looks that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. It was more than captivating. It was like I knew it. Like somehow…I knew her, even though I was sure I didn’t.
“Does your head still hurt?” She sobbed, inching closer to me. Still, I couldn’t answer. “I’m sorry about earlier. I just want to leave. My mom needs me. She…He...” More cries. They were so soul wrenching the entire bed shook.
“Stop.”
“I’m sorry. I d-don’t think I can.”
“Woman…” I groaned, trying to move past the weighted feeling of the drugs. They were wearing off, but it wasn’t helping me feel better. “Listen, I’m sick and you’re shaking me around. Stop moving.” I took a deep breath, bringing my attention back to her. “I’m Aimon. What’s your name?”
“Fayette. Fay.” She sniffed, wiping her tears. “Aimon, I’m so sorry.”
“You’re upset. You mentioned your mom?”
“Yes, but that’s not what I meant. I’m…sorry.”
I groaned as I tried to shift my weight from the building anger. I hated feeling sick. I hated even more that I was restrained. “What. For?”
Seconds passed while vibrant blue-green eyes searched mine. I was so taken over by their color, it took a moment to register that she was inching from the bed, away from me.
“Apparently you’re having issues with communication. What are you sorry for, Fayette?”
“Nothing. I have to get out of here. Are the windows locked? We’re on the second floor, right?”
White billowed out around her as she went from one window to the next. She had curvy thighs under that robe, and each time she got going, I couldn’t help but stare. Who was this woman, and why the hell was she in here with me? My grandfather had a dozen rooms. Fuck, I couldn’t think. If I could just clear my head, I could try to come up with a plan. Only thing was, the damn woman kept talking. And moving. She was all over the place which was fueling my temper and confusion even more.
“There’s probably a security system. I’ll have to run fast. Shit. I’m not sure I can run that fast, though.”
“Are you going to try to break the window with that lamp?” The cord dangled from Fay’s hand as she spun to face me.
“I’ll send help if I can make it past the dogs.”
“You’re joking, right?”
“There’s no dogs?”
My eyes rolled, making my headache worse. “There’s definitely dogs. It’s the windows. You can’t break them. Not even with a bullet.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“I wish I was.”
“No.”
“Shh!”
“Don’t shh, me. How are you so calm; you’re handcuffed to the fucking bed.”
“Drugs.”
A look of horror flashed on Fayette’s face. “You use drugs?”
“What? No, I don’t use drugs.”
“But you said—”
“They gave me drugs to knock me out. I don’t use them.”
