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“No.” I shut the door between us.
I go back to the kitchen. Everything is open plan, so I know she can’t sneak out. There’s nothing in the bathroom she can use to free herself.
I hear the toilet flush, and I go back to the door.
She comes out, and I take her back to the wall, where I bind her again.
“These are killing my wrists.” She motions behind her. I check her binds, and it seems she’s pulled them tighter, and now they’re causing her wrists to bleed. That’s not my intention.
“I’ll loosen them and redo them,” I grumble.
“Thanks,” she says, kneeling by the wall.
I get a knife and move behind her, cutting the cable ties free. She moves her hands to the front and rubs her wrists. I move to face her, and the next thing I know, she grabs her high heel and stabs me in the shoulder with it.
I fall backward as she kicks off the other high heel and runs for the door.
That bitch.
She’s feisty. I like that.
I pull the heel out of my shoulder and grab my hunting knife and a torch. I stroll out of the cabin after her. I can track her. It isn’t hard.
In the distance, I can hear her running. She’s grunting and crying out way too loudly to hide herself. She’s also going the wrong way. She might make it to a road, but not the road. The one that will take her back the way we came. She’s getting herself lost.
I follow her tracks as I walk. My shoulder is killing me. When I get back, I’ll have to clean and dress it. She’s got quite the kick to her.
I pause as I examine her prints. Not far from hers, another set of prints is walking in the same direction. I stoop down low to check them out.
Three sets, one set bigger than the other two. I groan. I didn’t bring a gun, and bears are out tonight. I hope she doesn’t purposefully run into them. I’m not in the mood to come swinging in and save her like Tarzan with just a knife to defend myself with.
I hurry, trying to keep as quiet as I can so I don’t make her scream, all the while trying not to alert any bears nearby that tonight's meal is out and about.
We’re nearing the road that leads to the river. She’ll think it’s a main road and will probably follow it. If I take a shortcut, I can probably get there before she does. But then I run the risk of being unable to follow her footprints.
Still, it looks like she’s going in a steady direction and probably following that age-old advice of not getting turned around in the woods. I’m confident she will make it to the road, so I take my shortcut and cut along the trees down to the road. I reach it quickly and walk quietly toward where I think she should emerge.
I hear snuffling nearby, and I prepare myself for the worst possible scenario coming to life.
I know bears are nearby, and I can hear Elena walking toward them.
Chapter 6 - Elena
I thought it was a stroke of genius, stabbing that asshole with the heel of my shoe. He wasn’t expecting that at all. He probably thought I was a useless princess who would just do as I’m told. He’s wrong.
I don’t care whose son he is. No one kidnaps me.
I sprint out of the cabin and start running.
I trip on the brambles, and my feet ache from standing on stones and thorns, but fear propels me forward. What is this place? I have no idea where I am and no sense of direction. I need to try to keep moving in the same direction.
It feels like I’m moving down, so I assume we’re on a hill or mountain. Down means good. It means I’ll reach a road eventually.
It’s dark out here, and I can’t see where I’m going except where the moonlight dapples through the tree line here and there.
I’ve never been camping, let alone hiking in the wilderness. I have no tracking or navigation skills whatsoever. I need to find a path, any sort of path, because that will lead to a road. From there, I can get help or find my way to the highway and flag down a car. Maybe I can use their phone to call my brothers and have them get me. Or perhaps the driver will take me back to the city.
I can’t think straight right now. I know he’s probably trying to follow me, so I need to move as fast as possible while trying not to make too much noise or draw too much attention to myself.
