David pacing quickly around the outside of the car.
I took a chance and peeked out the window, just to see where we were. And it looked like we were at some sort of abandoned rest stop. Everything was taped off with caution tape and not a soul was around us. I turned around and peeked out the back windshield, gazing between the trees as I watched cars pass by on the highway.
And I noticed some crushed traffic cones over near the entrance to this place.
Good. Maybe someone will notice us.
I eased myself back down onto my ass and looked out the front windshield. And when I did, I yelped. David, with his hands on the hood of the car, glared at me through the cracked piece of glass. The look in his eye shivered me to my core. He looked positively wild. But it was very clear to me he didn’t have a plan of any sort.
He hadn’t thought about the next step after he got me into his car.
Maybe I can use that to my advantage.
Even though my head throbbed with pain, I still tried to think my way out of the situation. David went back to pacing around the car, though I noticed he peered in to look at me a bit more than usual. I didn’t like that, him keeping track of me. Because the first plan that popped into my head was making a dash for the woods behind this rest stop.
I knew I wouldn't make it, though. Not with David and those Daddy Long Legs of his striding behind me.
Fuck being short.
I closed my eyes and tried to still the storm in my gut. I had to keep my head screwed on straight if I was going to think myself out of this situation. I moved my hand around to my back pocket, trying to see if my phone was still there. This didn’t look like a place where I’d have service. But it was worth a shot.
However, I didn’t feel my phone anywhere.
Are you kidding me?
I peered out the window and saw David’s back turned to me. So, I took the opportunity to pull myself up a bit and look around. I spotted my phone in the cup holder up front, but I wasn’t sure if I’d have enough time to snatch it. The fact that it was still with us was a good sign, though. That meant my phone could be tracked.
If I can get to it, though, I can call Ash.
I drew in a sobering breath and reached my arm out. But David turned around too quickly. I ripped my arm back and cast my eyes to the ground, hoping and praying he didn’t see what I’d been trying to do. I closed my eyes and braced for it. For whatever anger he was about to throw my way. But his footsteps circling around the car like a vulture resumed.
And I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Come on, you can do this,” I murmured to myself.
I opened my eyes and tried reaching for my phone again, but it was no use. It was as if David had a sixth sense about when I was moving and when I wasn’t. I mean, the second my fingertips were outstretched, he went to turn around again. And I had to yank my hand back to my side just to keep him from getting upset with me. God damn it, why the fuck didn’t I have a knife on me or something? It wouldn’t take much energy to plunge it into his side and take off for those fucking woods.
The car door opening ripped me from my thoughts, and I watched David slide back into the car.
Before he turned around and sighed.
“You can’t leave me, Hannah. I can’t live without you.”
I scoffed. “That a promise?”
He shook his head. “I don’t get it. Why the hell can’t you love me the way I love you?”
“Because I don’t want to ruin your life.”
He scoffed. “My love hasn’t ruined your life.”
“Look at me, David!”
I pointed to my face and he quickly turned around.
“This is what your love has done to me! I’ve probably got some sort of a concussion, and I can’t see out of one of my eyes. I’m sick to my stomach. My back hurts. You did this to me, David. Your—quote, unquote—love has done this to me. Is that really how you want anyone to love you?”
He whipped back around. “Well, if you just would have listened