Ever since my first initial failed attempt at escape, I had gone over every morbid detail of that day. Details such as; where I could have done things differently, what I could have improved on,- and the like
One of the few things I could have improved on was my physique; I was insanely unfit. I had never exercised voluntarily in my entire life; neither did I have any passion to start doing so, especially not for fun. yet running for your life and realizing that doing more cardio in your lifetime could have helped you tremendously in that moment is not the way you want to be hit with reality of you needing to take care of yourself; physically
Which is why I had sort of put a workout regimen in place where I would work out every Thursday, yet if I'm being honest; with how busy I had been with William these last couple of weeks, I had not been exactly faithful to my workout timetable.
It is not that I had forgotten, or that I had stopped wanting to get out of here, - but I admit I was not trying as hard as I had been since I got here to get out. It was like I had taken a pause, maybe I was tired of fighting, maybe giving in felt easier than struggling to get out
But I hadn't admit that to myself just yet, instead all thoughts circulating the topic of my escape I pushed away completely
One might think that that would be a difficult task, but surprisingly it was not as I had been It also had been a bit more occupied by William than usual
Moreover, when I wasn't occupied physically or mentally by him, I was occupied with thoughts of him
The dynamic between us had changed, and I'm not just talking about before we had sex, but it had started long before, - deep down I knew that, but it was one of the other things I was putting off acknowledging, because if I did, what would that mean for me
That I was okay with this?
I cannot be okay with this
What I needed to do was focus, get information that could bring me closer to getting out, stay consistent with my workouts and -
''Your move'' William says breaking me out of my train of thought
I blink a couple of times, shaking of all thoughts that do not pertain chess, before zoning in on the chessboard calculating what my next move should be
''knight to C3'' I announce picking up my piece and placing it on its respective block
William continues the chess dance by exchanging moves until one of us can capture the others piece
''F5'' I call out moving my pawn
William nods his head seeming legitimately impressed
''you're getting better at your chess notation'' he remarks
''thanks'' I say, sweeping his knight off the board smiling at him devilishly
He returns the smile, a slight smirk quirking onto his lips before he makes his next move
We play in silence for a couple more minutes before I decide to break the quiet by asking him something that had been on my mind for quite some time
''Hey, uhm - if you knew who I was – '' I begin, not daring to even look up at him, eyes trained solely on the chessboard in front of me. ''Why didn't you just come up to me, and I don't know introduce yourself.....instead of doing all of this –'' I question in a tone that I hope sounds super nonchalant
When he does not answer, I get anxious and feel like I need to make the situation better by giving more detail
''You know like how normal people meet and get to know each other'' I add after a beat
YOU ARE READING
Caged Bird | ✔
Mystery / ThrillerThe Bird: Ava Thompson has only ever wanted things that seem out of reach. the further they are, the better. like having her mother return from the dead, or getting her boss to leave his wife for her, maybe acquiring her step father's love, even pu...
