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Chapter 23 ~ Field Trip.

"Your total is eighty four dollars Sir." The Lady wearing the neon red and horrendous green apron told Rosik as I remain stiff by his side.

My eyes are trying desperately to connect with the lady behind the glasses but all she does is send me a polite smile before eagerly holding out the eftpos machine.

My hands nervously drum on my thighs as I look around scattered.
It isn't busy in the store but after so long of having limited socialisation I feel close to a panic attack.

After Rosiks little dominance show in the van he made me remain hunched over his pelvis for only a few seconds before roughly shoving me back to my side of the van, which I was happy to crawl back into.

We only drove for twenty of so minutes before we reached a large warehouse called 'Bunnings' filled to the brim with home improvement goods.

At first I was extremely confused but as Rosik tugged me through the aisles, thankfully avoiding my sore wrist I realised that he brought me in to scare me once again.

Seemingly knowing his way around well Rosik halted at a stand holding all kinds of rope and zip-ties.
I make sure to keep my face blank as Rosik glances at me smugly, I manage to control my expression but Rosik doesn't have to look very hard to see the goosebumps covering my flesh.

Not asking for my consent Rosik starts grabbing handfuls of thick ropes and keeping his sick grin he begins shoving the coils into my arms.

I glare harshly in response but I'm honestly still shook up by what happened in the car so I remain silently fuming.

"What? I didn't bring you just to be a pretty face." Rosik replies at my glowering form and chucks me under the chin quickly, avoiding my teeth that bare.

"What is your favourite colour?"
Rosik continues and studies the zip ties with great care.

The moment his back is turned I glance around widely, hoping to catch the attention of someone but I'm faced with a bare area and my shoulders drop.

I'm brought back from my frantic search as I feel Rosik grasp my injured wrist tightly.

"I'm only a phone call from Axel. Don't make me call him Kitty." Rosik warns darkly and squeezes my wrist, eliciting a sharp gasp from me before letting go.

Rosik holds his hand out and shuffling the thick ropes into one arm I have little choice but to place my seemingly small hand in his, allowing it to become engulfed.

Rosik quickly grabs a decent handful of green zip ties and begins moving. Funnily enough green is my favourite colour but I have a feeling that I need to reconsider my options.

We walked through the store, much like a couple in a seemingly peaceful silence.
Some would even mistake Rosiks constant glances at me to be loving but I can feel from his tight grip that he is just as weary as I am.

Along the way Rosik grabbed some random items such as shovels, seeds, paint and electric tools.
All I'm assuming to be used as a cover to seem less sketchy but he doesn't comment anything else and so I stay tight-lipped as well.

"Well you two have a lovely day and good luck with your projects!"
The lady beams as Rosiks card is accepted and Rosik smirks knowingly in response before grasping onto the shopping bag and re-claiming my hand.

"You did so well Kitty!" Rosik gushes as he tugs me out of the door and I remain silent, desperately staring down each camera in the ceiling that I can find.

Begging with my eyes to be noticed.

However no cops come bursting through and no sirens can be heard in the distance so I continue my devastated journey.