Chapter 15: Bed Time
What seemed to be
the longest night of my life just seemed to keep going and going, we
had passed into 1:00am in the morning and my chances of getting to
work tomorrow weren't looking great. After she had finished going
through my kitchen she returned and started watching TV again, on the
bright side she was starting to sober up a fair bit, Not that she
wasn't still a threat, it just meant she might now be a little more
careful with me.
It was late though
and I was tired, I wanted to change out of my clothes, shower and
then head to bed. But the routine thought of showering terrified me
with her around, I felt compromised knowing if she so demanded it she
could just walk into my bathroom at any point. Maybe I was paranoid,
maybe I was to self concious, but what I did know is that she was
unpredictable, and even if there wasn't much sense in doing it she
was always more than capable of doing it. The thought of heading to
bed was also in itself a terrifying prospect, Something about leaving
her unchecked and free to roam around was just scary to me. Not that
I would be able to sleep with her presence anyway.
I sat quietly
behind her as she sat on my couch, I had dragged a chair from the
kitchen into the room as I needed to see what she was doing but I
didn't want to sit next to her bulking form on the couch. Although
anxious, any distance between me and her was a good thing. If she was
at all interested on what was on the TV she didn't show it, she
seemed more amused scrolling through her phone and texting. To be
fair staring into the back of her head I could barely tell if she was
awake, but I didn't dare move
Eventually she
finally stood up.
“I'm going to
bed” she announced. My first thoughts where that of relief and
disappointment. Relief in that she seemed done for the night, but
disappointed she wouldn't be heading home. Not that I expected her to
drive in her condition, I was just hoping for some sort of miracle
that she'd call a cab and head off.
“Well?” She
questioned, seeing I was lost in my train of thought
“Well what?” I
replied
“Show me to the
bedroom”
My heart jumped
out of it's chest, she'd been around the house already. It was small
and surely she had already found where it was. Maybe it was the
phrasing that instilled fear in me, i'd heard her threaten to 'have
her way with me' earlier in the night and on the train. Was it a
simple request or was there more. The colour must have drained from
my face, because she could tell exactly what I was thinking.
“No” She
simply said as if answering the question that I had never spoken out
loud “If I wanted to fuck you, I would have done it by now”
While Brash, the
comment had a threatening aura around it, it showed that she probably
could have taken me if she wanted too. But seemed more interested in
tormenting me for the night, it does scare me that at any point she
might turn on me. However for now, the comment came with a
reassurance, she generally didn't seem interested at all and she had
quashed that fear for tonight at least. I don't know why I try to
decipher ever word she says but I could tell once again I was
lingering. I took a breath and relaxed, it appeared she wasn't going
to 'have her way' tonight.
With a little bit
of confidence now in me, I motioned with my hands for her to follow
me down the hallway. It was a short hallway, all it had was a
bathroom on the left, a cupboard on the right and the bedroom at the
end of it. But even in the short hallways it was still a long walk
with her looming over me as I led her to the bedroom, even in the
dark every step I took seemed to be in her shadow.
I turned the
handle and stepped inside. Of course she had to bend under the
doorway like in more other rooms of the house to get in, but once
inside her presence once again filled the room
“This it huh?
Well I can tell i'm the first woman you've had back here” That
comment stung. While it was true it really tore at my confidence,
because the truth can hurt. Most people seemed uninterested
romantically when it comes to me, i've had more than my fair share of
rejections and a lot of them purely coming off my height. I can tell
she was attempting to eat away at my confidence by pointing out my
lack of success.
“i'll be back”
she said all of a sudden, before I could even realise she was leaving
I turned to see the door slamming shut behind me with a click.
Instinctively I turned to door an tried to turn the knob, it wouldn't
budge. The Key! She had locked me in my room. I never locked this
door in the whole time i've lived here, I had forgotten that it even
could be locked by the same key.
I put my ear to
the door and listened for her, from what I could tell she had been
outside and then came back in and gone to the bathroom. For the
briefest moment while she was away I looked at my window and
contemplated actually jumping out and running out into the night, I
quickly dismissed the idea of course, I was ludicrous. It was just
one of those random anxiety driven thoughts.
True to her word,
she wasn't long at all. The door un-clicked and in she walked in a
new form. She had ditched the clothes she had worn for the night for
a long night shirt that where matched with some loose baggy shorts. I
was somewhat entranced. I did not like this woman one but, but she
seemed someone elegant in these night clothes. She definitely had a
way of capturing your attention even if it was the last thing you
wanted to give her. I had to snap out of it
“okay... Well
goodnight” I said trying to slink off, of course once I reached the
door I was once again presented with the same problem I had before
she left, I knob simply wouldn't turn. My heart once again ripped
through my chest, she had deliberately locked the door behind her
coming back into the room, leaving me and her locked in the room
together with the key out only in her possession. I was confused, I
expected to leave and just let her have the bed while I slept on the
couch, after all one was better suited for her bigger body, but it
seemed that was not her intention.
“Going
somewhere?” she asked
“I don't
understand” I simply blurted “Where am I supposed to sleep?”
“In your bed?”
she said confused as if not understanding my own confusion.
“Then where
are...” I couldn't even finish the sentence.
“I figured we'd
share, it is your bed after all” This was such a weird way of
putting it, it was like she was trying to give me some control back,
even though this is the last thing I wanted. It almost felt that way
before I remembered that the door was locked behind me. What was
meant to feel like my choice, and my bed was ultimately her choice
and desire to torment me further. Maybe I could still work my way out
of this.
“It's rather
small, i'm more than happy to sleep on the couch”
“It's fine”
She said dismissing me entirely “i don't bite... or at least not
tonight” she said rather playfully. I still felt she had no desire
to do anything to me tonight, but damn was the threat of it happening
at some point ever looming. I needed to get away from this woman,
however that would have to wait for another time, I was unfortunately
trapped in the room with her with no way out until the morning.
Once again, I’d
be forced to play along with her. As much as I didn't like being in
the same room with her let alone sharing the bed with her, I’d have
to have to suck it up just to get through the night. I had however,
quickly formulated a plan to get me through and it was pretty simple.
Once she was out I’d sneak out of bed and sleep on the floor, Yes
I’d much rather sleep on the floor than in my own bed if it's
occupied by her, Of course if she sets the key down I might even be
able to make it to the couch and crash there, a room away from her.
“Well” she
said again sick of waiting, it seemed she wanted me to get in first.
With slight hesitation I obliged and got in under the covers. I
scooted myself as much as I could towards the edge of the bed so that
I could be as far away as I could.
I was still
adjusting myself when I heard the light switch go off, followed by
the blackness of the dark. I'd lost track of her in the room but I
could hear her bare feet treading towards the bed. Then Clunk, the
sound of the spring lowering on the opposite side. She fidgeted
around for a bit feeling out the bed before the properly slide under
the covers and started to make herself comfortable.