Roses Are Red

Chapter 5

I wake up to a knock on the door. At least I managed to get some sleep, the maid comes in with a plate of breakfast that she hands me. She also walks over to my vanity and takes last night's dinner tray.

I look down to see that she made me oatmeal. I eat it slowly as the maid leaves the room thinking about what happened the past couple days.

What would my parents think now? Their own daughter was bought by a serial killer and hadn't been killed the first night. I thought about my buyer, his dark brown hair and green eyes.
The way that his hair was spiked up in the front and shadowed his green eyes. I had to stop thinking about it because if he wasn't a killer he would be pretty attractive.

I finish my oatmeal and I get up putting the tray on the ground. I lift up my long sleeve white sleeve dress. I see the symbol burned into my arm. I hate it, I would never be able to cover that up if I ever escaped. It was red around the symbol and was pretty itchy but I wouldn't itch it because I think it would make it more irritating.

A knock comes to the door and I know who it is immediately. I quickly pulled my sleeve, I didn't want him to see it. I didn't want him to laugh at it.

"Come in?" I say. He opened the door immediately and stands in the doorway. He's wearing a black tee shirt highlighting his tan skin and a pair of jeans. He has his arms folding across his chest and the muscles in his arms are rippling as he moves them the slightest.

"See something you like?" His voice startles me out of my trance. My cheeks flush red as I quickly shake my head. He chuckles and holds out his hand.

"Come on, I don't really want anyone to see us walking around." I look at his hand that he has extended but decide to ignore it. He lowers his hand awkwardly. What did he expect for me to immediately trust him? He could be bringing me to my death right now.

He grabs my upper arm instead and we start walking out of my room. He pulls me along through the hallway. There are so many doors and I wonder what is behind all of them. I made a mental note to explore a little since he said I could. We exit the hallway and start walking down the stairs. When we get to the bottom we walk to the door. He unlocks it and opens it as the wind immediately comes and whisks around me. I shiver involuntarily, my legs already forming goosebumps.

He leads me outside his grip tightening around my arm. I wince but he ignores me walking towards what looks to be a stable. We go in and I see that he has already gotten a horse for us. It's a beautiful white mare.

"She's beautiful," I say, not caring that I probably sound childish. He nods his head.

"Do you know how to get on?" He asks as he watches me.

"No...My father never thought it would be necessary to teach me."

"Well for starters you're going to need to take those shoes off." I look down at the shoes. They were not exactly heels but they had a slight lift to them.

"What am I going to wear then?" I ask not about to take my shoes off and cut my feet on the rocky ground.

"You'll just need to go barefoot." I scrunch my nose up but decide to take them off anyway since I don't really want to start a fight. Once there off I hold them in one hand and look at him expectantly.

"Put your opposite leg on that foot hold and then swing your other leg over the horse,"He says, looking at me. I shuffle my feet over to the horse.

I had never been a fan of animals that are bigger than me. As I reach the horse I realize how big it actually is. I can see it watching me as I come closer. When I look at the foothold I realize that it's going to be hard to even reach my foot up and definitely not swing my leg over. I try to lift my leg up and I must look ridiculous cause I hear him chuckle behind me.

I turn around glaring at him. He has his arms folded across his chest smirking,"Need some help?"

I don't want him near me at all but it's inevitable. He unfolds his arm walking over to me. I immediately stiffen. He grabs my waist and I look away from him. I want to tell him to let go but I knew he wouldn't listen to me anyway, why would he?

I wonder when he will want to get his money's worth. I try to relax but I can't, when will he decide to kill me? When will he decide to torture me? My breath is coming in short gasps. I grab onto his hand on my waist without even thinking as I close my eyes tight.

I had always had panic attacks when I was younger, I was surprised when I hadn't had one until now.

My brother locking me in my room, Those two guys knocking me out, 200,000 dollars, Green eyes, Serial killer.

"Breath,"I heard his voice say. I tried but it isn't working. I need my sister, I need her to wrap me in her arms again but she is not here.

"Cleo, you need to relax, I'm not going to hurt you," I feel his hands leave my waste. NoNoNo. I open my eyes but all I see is the horse standing in front of me. I turn around and see him standing there looking at me.

I don't know what I am doing but I reach out and grab his arm. I need body contact, even if I am just going to imagine him as my sister. I pull him closer to me until I am able to bury my head into his chest. I feel tears slipping out of my eyes. No one is coming to save me. All I know is that my family probably thinks I'm dead.

"It's ok, everything will be fine," I hear him saying. Everything will be fine, Everything will be fine, I keep repeating that in my head until my breathing starts to become more normal and my tears have finally dried up.

I quickly pull away from him when I come back to my senses. What did I think I was doing, hugging someone who has killed multiple people for no apparent reason. I avoid his eyes as we stand there awkwardly.

"I-" But there is nothing I can think of to say.

"Do have panic attacks often?" He says. I can't help but look up at him surprised. Why would he want to know anything about me?

"I used to have a lot when I was younger... I thought I got better though, at keeping myself under control,"Obviously it's hard to keep control now since you're a freaking serial killer but I don't say that cause I don't want him to get mad.

"Do you still want to go?" Do I? I know I need clothes and stuff to wash myself with but I don't want to have him teach me how to get on the horse right now.

"I still want to go,but why don't you get on the horse first and then you can pull me up so it will be easier." He nods his head and walks around me towards the horse.

I watch him as he hoists himself up into the saddle like it's nothing. I can't help but roll my eyes,show off. He extends his hand towards me and I hesitate for a second before taking it.

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