Unknown:
Are you done?
Ping.
Unkown:
I’m waiting…
Unknown:
Time’s running out.
I scoff. Fuck if I don’t know that.
My bare feet start moving before I come to a decision. I don’t want to, I really don’t.
But I’ve got no choice. I’m locked up here. And I have no idea if Kayden will read my message and come.
If he does, I have to keep myself breathing. And if he doesn’t, I need more time to come up with plan B.
I reach my classroom soon enough, lighting up the way with my phone’s flashlight, at twenty-five percent battery.
I rest my handbag aside, placing the phone on top of it, and take out the underwear from the box on my desk.
I can’t believe I’m doing this.
Tugging my own panties down my legs, I place them in the box and put on my gift instead.
They’re soft and comfy on my skin.
Next, I slide into the pink sneakers he got me. The ones with the words mine on them.
My phone vibrates right away.
I snatch it and look at the text.
Unknown:
Good girl.
I clench my teeth.
Unknown:
Now, run.
Holding the phone in my hand, I face the door and stare into the darkness, waiting for his shadow to reflect on the walls. I don’t move.
Ping.
Unknown:
Are you really going to make me say the magic words?
If I’m going to play his game, it’s going to be my way, too. And he knows what I want.
My sick fantasies. He’s read my diary after all. It doesn’t take long for him to catch up.