stop!” Damien shouted, as I felt cool metal clamp onto my ankle, holding me in that spot.
“What is this?” I cried, as I unsuccessfully attempted to remove my foot from the trap.
“I tried telling you. There are some places he warned me not to go to in the house, and in some towns. He booby-trapped them in case I didn’t listen. He’s hiding his secrets as well as he can. Even the police couldn’t get past them while searching the house.”
“What’s the point?” I asked, just as a loud crackling reached my ears. I turned to see a small fire brewing in the corner of the room.
“We have to get out of here. His plan was never to let you live. He only wants Anna,” Damien explained, as he smoothly released the trap and led me out of the room.
“What are you talking about?” An explosion of fire covered up my cry as Damien’s hand clasped onto mine.
“There’s no time to explain! Just come with me!” he ordered, as he pulled me from the room. He picked up the bag and tried to force open the door, but couldn’t open it. The door opened slightly, but slammed shut again. We weren’t able to get out, and the fire was rapidly expanding from behind us.
“Damien, hurry up!”
“I’m trying!” he grunted as he tried to force the door open. “It’s stuck!”
Behind us the fire hit another accelerant and exploded loudly. The force shook the floor and caused the ceiling above us to rip apart. Wood splinters and drywall showered us as smoke filled the air.
“Cover your mouth, Audrey! Don’t breathe the smoke in!” Damien warned, as he continued to try to pry the door open.
There was a continuous pulling at the door as the fire continued to spread. When Damien finally forced the door open and shoved me outside. I tripped down the stairs and landed face first in the dirt. My head was spinning as heat started to scorch my back, but I didn’t want to move.
“Audrey, you’re on fire. Roll over!” Damien said as he rolled me over as roughly as he could.
I rolled a few feet and scraped my face and hands from the gravel. I came to a stop on my stomach and then felt something hitting my back lightly. I glanced up to see Damien hitting me with his shirt, so that the flames would die, but my gaze fell on the tightening of his muscles with each swing of his shirt. The way his arms flexed as he drew them back to let the shirt hit the flames. I couldn’t stop watching his abs tighten as he brought the shirt down. Every movement was elegant and mouthwatering.
“Stop!” I said loudly, mostly to make myself stop thinking about Damien like that. I had to stay focused, play my cards right, and escape. I needed to stay focused; my life depended on it. “I’m fine.”
Damien’s face went from worried to angry in a flash, making a stop at shocked along the way as he forced me off the ground. He roughly took my arm so that he could walk me to the car.
"What are you doing, Damien? Take me home now!" I ordered.
“I just saved your life, twice! You don’t get it, Audrey. Life here is better than it was back home!”
“How so? I could be having sex with Mark right now,” I stated, annoying him even more as he shoved me in the car.
“You really think that boy is looking for you?”
“My parents are. So he would be, too.”
“You’re ignorant.” Damien scalded as he slammed the door, closing off conversation for now as he packed the car for departure.
I watched as the house, slowly at first then more rapidly, came ablaze. The glass of the windows shattered; the wood of the house caught flame quickly and slowly turned black. The wood was accelerating it somehow; probably another one of Steve’s booby-traps. Were we supposed to make it out alive? Damien and I could have been killed. Was that all a part of Steve’s plan? Damien slid into the car without a word and turned it on. He didn’t even look at me, just silently started the long drive toward the road.
“What’s going on?” I asked
“What is this?” I cried, as I unsuccessfully attempted to remove my foot from the trap.
“I tried telling you. There are some places he warned me not to go to in the house, and in some towns. He booby-trapped them in case I didn’t listen. He’s hiding his secrets as well as he can. Even the police couldn’t get past them while searching the house.”
“What’s the point?” I asked, just as a loud crackling reached my ears. I turned to see a small fire brewing in the corner of the room.
“We have to get out of here. His plan was never to let you live. He only wants Anna,” Damien explained, as he smoothly released the trap and led me out of the room.
“What are you talking about?” An explosion of fire covered up my cry as Damien’s hand clasped onto mine.
“There’s no time to explain! Just come with me!” he ordered, as he pulled me from the room. He picked up the bag and tried to force open the door, but couldn’t open it. The door opened slightly, but slammed shut again. We weren’t able to get out, and the fire was rapidly expanding from behind us.
“Damien, hurry up!”
“I’m trying!” he grunted as he tried to force the door open. “It’s stuck!”
Behind us the fire hit another accelerant and exploded loudly. The force shook the floor and caused the ceiling above us to rip apart. Wood splinters and drywall showered us as smoke filled the air.
“Cover your mouth, Audrey! Don’t breathe the smoke in!” Damien warned, as he continued to try to pry the door open.
There was a continuous pulling at the door as the fire continued to spread. When Damien finally forced the door open and shoved me outside. I tripped down the stairs and landed face first in the dirt. My head was spinning as heat started to scorch my back, but I didn’t want to move.
“Audrey, you’re on fire. Roll over!” Damien said as he rolled me over as roughly as he could.
I rolled a few feet and scraped my face and hands from the gravel. I came to a stop on my stomach and then felt something hitting my back lightly. I glanced up to see Damien hitting me with his shirt, so that the flames would die, but my gaze fell on the tightening of his muscles with each swing of his shirt. The way his arms flexed as he drew them back to let the shirt hit the flames. I couldn’t stop watching his abs tighten as he brought the shirt down. Every movement was elegant and mouthwatering.
“Stop!” I said loudly, mostly to make myself stop thinking about Damien like that. I had to stay focused, play my cards right, and escape. I needed to stay focused; my life depended on it. “I’m fine.”
Damien’s face went from worried to angry in a flash, making a stop at shocked along the way as he forced me off the ground. He roughly took my arm so that he could walk me to the car.
"What are you doing, Damien? Take me home now!" I ordered.
“I just saved your life, twice! You don’t get it, Audrey. Life here is better than it was back home!”
“How so? I could be having sex with Mark right now,” I stated, annoying him even more as he shoved me in the car.
“You really think that boy is looking for you?”
“My parents are. So he would be, too.”
“You’re ignorant.” Damien scalded as he slammed the door, closing off conversation for now as he packed the car for departure.
I watched as the house, slowly at first then more rapidly, came ablaze. The glass of the windows shattered; the wood of the house caught flame quickly and slowly turned black. The wood was accelerating it somehow; probably another one of Steve’s booby-traps. Were we supposed to make it out alive? Damien and I could have been killed. Was that all a part of Steve’s plan? Damien slid into the car without a word and turned it on. He didn’t even look at me, just silently started the long drive toward the road.
“What’s going on?” I asked
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