Past Mistakes
Chapter Ten
“A man in love is cautious with the decisions he makes, words he says and actions he takes, so he never purposefully causes her pain. He believes in her when she struggles believing in herself. He is her foundation, where she feels safe to be her true self.” ?Elizabeth Bourgeret
I won’t sleep until I’ll get out of here!
I was desperate to escape.
Ares went up to his room and left me alone downstairs. I took the chance to check the doors and windows again, but all were either securedly locked or with bars. I couldn’t get out of the house. I felt like I was in a prison cell.
I need a phone… to call mom or Drew, or anyone…
There was no landline phone in the living room. I went to the kitchen, to the dining room… to the library and music room. I couldn’t find one. There used to have one in every room. I remembered Mr. Niarchos’ study room. In a hurry, I went there, but it was closed.
Feeling exhausted, I headed to the Rose room.
I was surprised. The room was still the same when I left it seven years ago. I looked around. Everything was still in placed, like I just left the bedroom yesterday.
I moved to the vanity table and touched the edges of the wood with my fingertips. It was surprisingly clean. I opened the drawers and saw my hairbrushes, powder, cologne and other things I left there.
I walked towards my closet. The first thing I saw when I opened it was my wedding gown… so virginal white.
I cringed when I saw it. I hated the dress. It brought back the horrible memories again. Reminded me why I came here.
I opened the closet wider. My clothes were still there. A few jeans, shirts, sweaters, dresses and jackets. All shabby except for the wedding dress.
I closed the closet and faced the bed.
The antique phone!
My spirit lifted up when I saw the phone. But all hopes immediately diminished the moment I lifted the receiver. It was dead.
I lay down in the drowsy warmth of the bed, feeling so defeated. My body was throbbing like I was in a race. I stretched my limbs then curled my body like a shrimp. I was so tired and have this heart sinking feeling.
God help me…
I’m so stupid. Why did I believe him that he would sign the divorce paper? Why did I allow myself to fall on his bait?
I opened the closet wider. My clothes were still there. A few jeans, shirts, sweaters, dresses and jackets. All shabby except for the wedding dress.
I yawned and closed my eyes.
I woke up at dawn. I was immediately wide awake. Fully aware of my surroundings.
I have to get out of this place now. I’m going to do anything to escape, even bribe that devil.
I took a quick shower and still thinking of my plans. I have to convince him to let me go or else I would use my contingency plans of action.
I took my luggage near the door and changed into a black button up shirt and skinny blue jeans. I opened my luggage again, searching for my sneakers.
Darn it, I forgot my sneakers!
I had no choice but to use my black stiletto shoes last night again.
I checked the time. It was almost six in the morning. Time to make a move.
Slowly, I left the rose room.
I sneaked and checked the entire house downstairs. The study room was still locked. I was positive that there was a phone inside and Ares obviously used the room now that his grandfather moved out of the house.
I looked at the long carpeted stairs then checked my wrist watch. It was six sharp. Ares could still be sleeping.
I needed a phone. There could be a landline phone in any room upstairs.
I tiptoed and very slowly I went up the grand staircase.
I stopped at Ares bedroom. Well, I guessed he was still using it until now. I put my ear against the door to listen for any movement but the door immediately opened and I was falling inside.
I yelped and immediately covered my mouth.
I stood up. Ouch! My thigh and arm was sore from the fall. I flexed my arm and leg – cursing my stilettos at the same time.
I looked at the bed, it was empty, then my eyes roamed around his room.
Where is he?
I checked the bathroom, putting my ear against the door, but being so careful not to fall again. No movement. I opened the door slowly – he was not there.
In a flash, I scanned his room. No landline phone.
My cellphone could be somewhere. I opened the nearest drawers, there were documents, files and books inside. I moved to the cabinet, it was full of expensive watches and cufflinks. I opened his closet and saw ties, underwears and clothes. His business suits were hung neatly in different neutral shades.
My heart was pumping so fast. I opened the bedside tables, the other drawers and cabinets in a hurry, but couldn’t find my phone.
Where’s my phone?
I was catching my breath. I leaned my back against the cabinet, feeling so angry and defeated.
I hate him!
Desperately, I rummaged his bed, throwing the pillows and the bedsheets on the floor. I saw some business books above the nearest cabinet and threw it all in the floor. I didn’t care aymore.
“Looking for this?”
I froze.
I turned around to see Ares holding my phone up.
The door was open and he was walking inside the room, wearing wet shirt and sweat pants. He obviously went for a jog.
“Give me my phone.” I said angrily, clenching my teeth.
He kicked the door with his foot and it banged noisily.
I flinched.
He put my phone on his pocket. Then he moved, picking the pillows and bedsheets on the carpeted floor. He placed it back on the bed.
“I said – give me my phone.” I moved closer to him. He wouldn’t scare me by banging the door noisily.
He ignored me and pretended not to hear me. He picked the books that was scattered on the floor and put it back above the cabinet.
I lunged at him, throwing him off balance. I succeeded in getting my phone from his pocket, but he was too quick in catching my waist and pinning me so tightly in his arms.
I struggled, using all my energy to get away from him. “Take your hands off me, you b@stard!”
“Not so fast sweetheart.” He said and tried to snatch the phone out of my fingers.
I wiggled and stomped his foot with my stiletto shoe.
“Dammit!” He exclaimed.
I was able to escape, but he dived at me and we ended up together in bed. I curled my body, pinning the phone between my thighs and tummy. He was behind me. His hands were on my wrists holding me so tight. “No.. no… Oh! You’re hurting me!”
His hands immediately relaxed but still clasping mine. “Sorry. Just give me the phone.”
“NO!” I shouted at him angrily. “How dare you keeping me here. You don’t even care that my mom is sick of worry now! She needs to know where I am.”
“She knows where you are.”
“How come?” I relaxed my body and his arms around me also relaxed.
“I called her last night. She knows you’re with me.”
“I don’t believe you.” I crawled to the top of the bed, where the headboard was, still holding the phone and managed to press my mom’s number.
“Rachel?” My mom immediately answered the phone.
“Mom?”
“Dammit, Rachel.” Ares exclaimed and came on top of me.
I was quick, I pushed his stomach with my stiletto shoe.
“Aaahh!” He winched in pain. “That is a killer shoe.”
I stood up and moved away from him. “Mom. Listen. You have to help me get out of here. He won’t sign the divorce paper and he won’t allow me to leave…” The phone was snatched from my hand.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. White.” Ares said, holding my phone on his ear. “Yeah… Yeah… I will. Okay. No need to worry. Bye.”
“What did she say?”
“She’s happy for us.”
“What? You’re crazy. Mom wouldn’t say that. She doesn’t like you.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes! Give me my phone.”
“Okay. If you insist.” The jerk. He put my phone inside his sweatpants. Ugh! In his underwear, infront where his d*ck was.
I was raged with anger. If it was possible to kill someone, I could have killed him a hundred times already.
“Come on, get it.” He chuckled.
“You’re a maniac!” I shouted and stormed out of his room – banging the door so loudly. I really hoped he flinched this time.
TO BE CONTINUED
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