The Hockey Star’s Remorse
Chapter 45
Chapter 45
I felt the gnawing ache in my stomach as I sat in the dimly lit shed, weak from hunger. I returned to cutting at the rope, but my movements were less methodical and more robotic as I grew tired.
It looked like midday, but I wasn’t sure if that was a whole day that had passed by, or perhaps more than that. Either way, Bruce hadn’t been back and I felt oddly less comfortable with that knowledge. I didn’t know how secluded we were, so there was a possibility that just anybody could walk in with even worse intentions. without the threat of prying eyes.
My arms were growing sore from cutting, but I was prepared to push through it before the doors of the shed suddenly slid open. I jerked away from the shovel and maneuvered the chair so that I was facing Bruce as he walked in.
Of course, he wasn’t dumb enough to ignore the fact that I’d traveled across the room. He narrowed his eyes as he walked forward, a large bag dangling in his hands.
“Up to no good?” He dropped the bag at my feet and hovered over me, observing my ropes. He kissed his teeth and grumbled, “As I thought.”
I was prepared to give him a lousy
bag caught my attention. I stretched my neck, attempting to get a glance at whatever was inside. Noticing my curiosity, Bruce laughed and picked it back up.
attention. I stretch cuse, but the savory aroma drifting from the
“You must be hungry,” he said, his voice oozing with satisfaction. He kneeled down beside me and started pulling out the contents of the bag, which were just a box. and some utensils.
When he popped open the box, my mouth watered at the sight of waffles and eggs with a side of sausage links. He took the bundle of utensils and began sawing into the sausage.
“Bruce, please,” I said hoarsely, my throat crying for water.
He simply shrugged and stove a slice into his mouth, chewing painfully slow. It seemed that a whole hour passed as he went through the breakfast, sampling each. side with intrigue, as if acquiring a new taste. All the while, my stomach roared and grumbled, calling for its own fill despite the cheap looking food.
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Eventually, he finished it off with a loud burp that he blew in my direction. Then, with a smile, he tossed the utensils into the box and shoved it all to the side.
“Delicious!” he cheered, beaming at me. “But I know you can do better. Remember those breakfasts you used to make, Coco?”
I watched him, quietly taking him in. Those breakfasts were more so for my father and 1, especially as he got leaner over time. Getting the proper sustenance every day was a priority that he gave up on entirely.
“I hope you enjoyed the meal,” Bruce taunted, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Maybe you should have brought a snack?”
His words only served to deepen my resolve to escape. I had to keep him in at relatively good mood, which I was used to.
“So, what’s your grand plan, Bruce?” I asked weakly. “Why go through all this trouble?”
Bruce hummed as he picked at his teeth with his pinkie nail. He spit out whatever residue had been lingering. “Simple. I’m going to get my share of the money you won in court.”
left on my wrist while I was cutting it. Bruce was quick to notice this and
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in.
me like a petulant child. “I must say, you’re not as
urge to snap back at
him.
gain any advantage or at least for
said. “It’s not every
did try so hard to act
the mention of my late father, who Bruce seemed determined to bring up at
said, my anger
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them in
quickly recovered, his eyes narrowing. “Ah, yes. Your dear old dad. Such a shame he couldn’t take care of his little
out. He was just trying to provoke me, to break my spirit, but I refused to give him
dripping with venom. “Weak, pathetic, a burden
familiar wave of self–doubt wash over me.
know you’re just fooling yourself. No one cares. about you. Not even the sad men that want
eyes began to sting as fresh tears threatened to spill. His words were all meant to prod at me, but they had broken through my resolve so easily. Only from Lucas and Aria did I ever hear an “I
conversation, looking satisfied that he’d drawn out my tears. “I
in
made air quotes around that last part, but I could hear the tension in his voice. He stood up and dusted off his pants before kicking the bag of food off to the side. Then he walked around and placed his hands on my
like an eternity, and my
her name from beyond the walls
flooded through me, knowing that Timothy was
harsh slap to the side of my
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scream, he pulled out some duct tape and pressed a piece of it against my mouth,
Bruce hissed, his grip on the knife tightening. “Don’t make a sound, or
tone urgent. “Evie, where are you?
he would hear the noise and realize I was inside. But Bruce’s iron grip kept me restrained, his eyes filled
me, Evie,” Bruce whispered, his face inches from
scream, but the
the wall
on me. He was drenched from head to toe in rain water,
gagged. Without hesitation, he rushed towards me,
knife gleaming dangerously in the dim
wisely stopped in his tracks. His gaze locked with mine, however, as
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