Olivia didn’t knowhow much time had passed when the metal door creeped open. Sitting up she watched David as he entered.
Pulling a chair over from across the room, he settled it in front of her before plopping down.
Her mouth watered at the smell of food that he had in his lap.
She couldn’t remember the last time she ate, but the gnawing pains in her tummy told her that it has probably been awhile.
“Cassidy, so nice of you to wake and join me. Tell me, are you ready to submit and be the wife that I trained you to be?”
“I will never submit to you again. You are a weak man who preys on those who are smaller than you. A real man wouldn’t have to hit and beat his wife to get her to do what he wants.” Olivia croaked out past a dry and scratchy throat.
“Oh? Is that what Miles did? Showed you just how much of a real man he was. Tell me Olivia, did he touch what was mine?”
Olivia kept her mouth shut. She knew better than to rise to the bait that he was dangling in front of her.
Sighing, David spoke. “See Olivia, I was hoping that you would realize your mistake and wouldn’t be so goddamn hard-headed, but it seems like that isn’t the case.”
David unwrapped the bag of food in his hand and began to eat the burger he pulled out. Her mouth watered at the smell, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of begging.
Olivia watched as he ate the entire sandwich in front of her before tossing the wrapper to the side. Her stomach protested at the lack of food, but she pushed those thoughts to the side.
“I guess you will be ready next time. You be good now, Cassidy. Oh and screaming does you no good. No one will hear you out here.”
Her heart sank. How did he know that she spent what felt like hours yelling for someone to come and save her.
Olivia had yelled for so long that her throat was raw andeven if she wanted to give him another barb, her throat hurt enough after she spoke the last time.
David stood again, his eyes running over her hungrily before he turned and walked back out the door. Her whole body shook at the gleam in eyes as he traced over her worn out and tired body.
Olivia knew that she could withstand all the mental and physical abuse he was putting her through, but there was no way she could fight him off if he decided to push himself on her.
Knowing that there was nothing else for her to do, Olivia turned and curled into a ball and went to sleep.
What felt like minutes but could have been hours later, she woke up with a fright. She thought that David had been kidding about the coyotes, but it sounded like one growled right in her ear.
Sitting up slowly, she turned and pressed her back against the metal wall and waited for them to come and end her suffering, but they never did.
She must have fallen asleep again, because the next time Olivia opened her eyes, she could see the smallest amount of sun shining through the cracks in the walls.
Once again, David walked in and sat down on the chair with a bag of food in his hand. Olivia still had no clue what time it was or how many days had passed, but she was still holding onto the tiniest amount of hope that she had.
She knew that Miles would be coming for her, Olivia just hoped that she would still be alive when he got here. She felt so weak as the time progressed that she wasn’t sure she was going to make it out of this alive.
Knowing it was her best chance at survival, Olivia had decided to play the game that David so desperately wanted to play with her.
She had to give him what he wanted or he would continue to starve her and follow through with all his threats.
“Good morning, Cassidy. Did you sleep well?”
Olivia kept her mouth shut. No need to answer him on such trivial questions such as those. It was better to save what little energy she had.
“Are you done playing the games, Cassidy, or should I make a visit to that man of yours and teach him a lesson or two about touching things that aren’t his?”
Her heart raced. She had no doubt that David would follow through on his threat. Olivia couldn’t let that happen.
“Or maybe I should go pay a visit to the stupid little friend that you made at work. She sure looks like she would be fun to break.”
“Please no. Leave them alone. I’m done, I’m sorry.”
