Chapter 47

Brittany's POV

The door flung opened as one of the men dressed in black shoved a lady inside before locking the door, leaving me with the unfamiliar lady

A fragile looking woman who was at least 5feet stared at me with bright blue eyes. She looked frightened. Her eyes held so much light in them, so much innocence, but she seemed broken.

Those bastards!

Despite how broken she looked, innocence still radiated off her.

"Hey". I greeted her but she didn't reply, instead she coiled away.

Dexter had finally untied me from the chair but I was put in a room that was tightly secured.

She tucked stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear.

"Brittany!" Dexter's voice boomed from the stupid speaker that he had installed in the room alongside a camera.

"Meet Samantha. She's going to be taking care of you till your master finally decides to show up".

I scoffed.

"She looks so weak. Do you really think she can put up with me?" I asked.

I didn't want her to get involved in all this mess. I wasn't just gonna sit down and wait for Cole to come save me. Her being in charge of me was just gonna slow me down.

Yes, I was going to escape. Dexter was going to punish her if I escaped.

I think that was exactly why he chose her to watch over me. He knew I wasn't going to let her get punished.

"I bet she can". He said. A beep followed, signalling that the speaker had been disconnected.

I had to come up with another plan. Fast.

Somehow, I had to get Samantha to talk to me. Only then will I know if she's one of Dexter's devoted employees or she was just compelled to serve him.

"So huh, Samantha. You really have no reason to be scared of me, okay? Just talk to me like you would talk to your friends".

"Never had friends". She stated.

"Oh. Well, I can be your friend if you want".

"That would not be necessary". She said.

Well, she didn't seem like the interactive type of person, let's try this another way.

"Since you don't wanna be friends, how about you entertain me?".

"How?" She asked.

"You know, back home, I used to watch tons of yoga videos but I actually never did yoga. How about we practice some yoga?" I suggested.

"What is yoga?" She asked. Confusion was written all over her face.

I mentally face palmed. Who the hell doesn't know the word yoga?

"Never mind. I need to change my clothes. Can you please get me a tank top and a pair of jeans? With a denim jacket". I requested.

"Okay. Stay here, please". She said.

"It's not like I'm gonna run away or anything. Just get me the clothes". I said, smiling.

Actually, I just needed to buy myself a little time so I could check out what I found in the tiny bathroom.

There was something beneath the old bathroom tiles.

Luckily, there wasn't a camera in the bathroom. I'll just hope it's a secret passageway or something.

I walked into the bathroom and pulled out the odd tile that those fools never noticed. There was a wooden floor underneath the tile.

I needed a weapon that could make the wood break at a single hit. I heard the door slam, alerting me that Samantha was back. I put the odd tile back to its original position and walked out of the bathroom, into the room.

"These are the clothes you requested". She said, handing them over to me.

"Thanks". I said and put the clothes aside. "Sorry to trouble you, Samantha, I need another pair of clothes. A t-shirt and a pair of jeans with a makeup kit".

"Um, I don't want to seem like I'm prying but what do you need all these items for?" She asked.

"I'm bored. I want to play dress up with you".

Yeah, I just used the word dress up like a five- year old.

She looked at me in disbelief.

"I wasn't talking about that kind of dress up, okay?" I said.

She nodded, obviously still not believing me.

I needed the clothes. We both needed the clothes for the escape. The clothes I was provided with were too bare and I sure as hell didn't want to freeze outside. Samantha's clothes didn't seem warm either.

I didn't return to the bathroom though. There was a camera in the room. I didn't want to arouse suspicion.

I waited patiently for Samantha to return. When she finally got back, I told her to put the clothes aside.

"Now let's make you look better". I said with a huge grin on my face.

"Go take a quick shower". I told her.

After she was done with her shower, I gave her a floral dress to put on.

I began the long process of applying her makeup. I finally let her look at herself after I was done with her makeup.

As expected, she was speechless. I would say she looked gorgeous. Her blue eyes complimented her looks too.

"Thank you". She whispered.

I smiled.

"You're always welcome".

Samantha and I bonded quickly. I guess giving her a makeover worked. She was beginning to get a little bit confident in herself. It took a long time to mend a broken person, I understood that.

I successfully broke through the wooden floor under the tiles. It had some sort of stairs underneath it.

I didn't get the chance to check out the room underneath the stairs though. The chance to escape presented itself before I could do that.

In order to escape, I needed to do something that was going to divert the attention of whoever was watching us through the first camera. I just needed to wait patiently for that day to come. Till then, I was going to continue playing "dress up" with Samantha like a five-year old.

The day came. We heard gunshots outside. Very faint, since we were put in a room that was probably soundproof.

Just in case someone was still watching us, I had back up. There were a couple of empty wooden boxes in the room. I mounted them on each other so I could reach far enough to spray a whole can of whipped cream on the camera. They should have known better than to serve me dessert with whipped cream. At least they fed me well.

I quickly grabbed Samantha by her wrist and dragged her into the bathroom.

"What is this?" She asked, staring at the huge dark hole beneath us.

I lit up the torch that I got her to bring for me some days back so she could see the stairs and everything clearer.

"An escape route". I said

"What the heck are you doing?" She asked.

"Helping you escape a miserable life. Now get down there quickly". I said and strapped a bag to my back.

The bag contained food, water, clothes and some other stuff that I had been gathering.

Although still dumbfounded, she quickly climbed down the stairs. I followed quickly behind her and closed the tile now above us.

Surprisingly there was a lock there. I quickly locked it and moved down the stairs.

After a few minutes, my feet finally touched the ground.

"Where is this place?" She whispered.

"I have no idea".

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