AMANDA'S POV

Waking up to the phone's flashlight I closed my eyes again instinctively. My neck choked due to inefficient air in the trunk. I took a deep breath when I spotted Mr. Reynolds. Tears started to make way from my eyes through my cheeks.

He quickly loosened the knot of the handkerchief which rested on my lips. I parted my lips and took the air in through it. I felt choked and helpless.

Like a baby, he slowly and softly removed me from the trunk of the car. He instinctively released my hands which were tightly gripped by the rope. Scars were clearly visible on my wrists.

I straightened my legs as they were curled up inside. It pained, it pained so much. I couldn't explain. He tucked away from the hair which rested on my forehead, I pushed my head on his chest as I settled myself in him. I closed my eyes whilst he moved his hands through my hair as he pulled me closer. I could hear his heart-beats, they kind of assured me that I was safe now.

I wept as I wasn't able to possess control over my emotions. In his arms, I felt peace. I sighed as he caressed my back continuously. I didn't pull away, I stayed that way. In his arms, I felt secure. He tucked my baby-hair behind my ears again as he examined my wrecked face. He didn't say anything, neither did I.

His gaze rested on my shoulder which had a cut, I tried to hide it with my hand as it looked vulnerable. The blood which surrounded the area almost dried, covering the wound with his coat he gently stroked my chin. "You okay ?", he finally broke the silence.

"Mmhmm ", I nodded whilst smiling and crying at the same time. My body pained and so did the cut on my shoulder. I pulled him closer again and wrapped my hands around his neck, he hugged me back. I didn't intend to pull away but I did in a while, he stayed still.

When his attention settled on the handkerchief which lip sealed me, he picked it up instinctively. It had a message, Oh my lord. James was definitely playing a dirty game with us. It read "Just a trailer "

Later, I realized the fact that the car was of no one but Mr. Reynolds. He buried me in the trunk of Mr. Reynolds's car. What even was playing in his mind, I didn't have any idea about it.

"How did you know I was here ", I interrogated as Mr. Reynolds examined the handkerchief.

"There was a small note on the name-plate of the car. It read 'save her before she dies out of exhaustion ' ", he showed me the note. "I really had an opinion that you left the party and made yourself comfortable at the hotel so I didn't really come looking for you "

I caressed my shoulder as the wound pained "Someone just shoved me away from the club", I wiped off the tears which blurred my vision. I couldn't stop but rethink the whole scenario again and again.

"He definitely has something dirty planned ", after giving me his hand, he helped me walk till the back seat. Did he just allow me to sit on the back seat ? "lie down here, we'll get your wounds diagnosed once we reach the hotel "

"Okay ", I laid on the seat while he drove. The rest of the ride was silent, the only voices which were audible were of the innumerable horns.

On stopping the car he unlocked the car's door. My legs shivered while I walk so I took shelter from Mr. Reynolds's shoulders. Curling my arms through his neck I felt at ease. He walked us to our room and helped me lay on the bed.

He quickly called the room service through the hotel's telephone. "Hey can you help me with a doctor's number ", he noted down the number using a pen and inscribed it on his palm.

Within moments, an old man entered our room. His shirt was surrounded by a white overcoat and round spectacles rested on his nose. His appearance could easily denote the fact of him being a doctor. 

He marched towards us with his small suitcase. On closely examining the wound, he first cleaned it up with an antiseptic. After applying the ointment he covered it with a band-aid.

"So, here are the pills you got to take three times in a day ", he instructed me about the medicines.

"Uh- oh, but you already cured it doc. I guess I'll do fine without medicines too ", I objected. I, like any other girl, hated medicines so much.

"No baby, you've to take them in order to get well ", what was the doctor considering me, a kid? I pouted in dismay.

He handed me the glass of water along with medicines. I closed my eyes and gulped them without sensing its bitter flavor. After the doctor left, I removed my nightdress from my bag and made way towards the washroom. I paired my sleeveless tank top with my pajamas since the doctor advised me to wear a  loose dress.

After having dinner, I comforted myself on the bed since it was my turn today. Without complaining, Mr. Reynolds fixed himself on the small couch. My body was small as compared to him so a thought bypassed my mind that if my tiny body had to face so many difficulties on that small couch then how will his muscular body make space there.

Maybe I should share the bed with him or maybe I should sleep on the couch myself and let him have the bed. "Mr. Reynolds ", I broke the silence.

"Yes?" he questioned whilst opening his shirt buttons. I could see his naked torso which showed his muscular cuts perfectly. I tried ignoring it and continued my further sentence.

I gathered my hair into a bun "You can take the bed ", I looked towards him.

"What, do you want to sleep with me ?", he mischievously smirked.

"No! I want you to have possession of the bed. I'll make myself comfortable on the couch like yesterday ", I crossed my legs and sat on the bed.

"No. We both made a mutual decision earlier, I'll stick to that ", he straightened his legs, they didn't fit perfectly on the couch. We only had one huge blanket so as I was sleeping on the bed, I could avail of the blanket's facility.

He turned off the switch and concealed the room with darkness. It was getting cold so I surfaced the blanket on my body properly. I closed my eyes and decided to practice optimism. Today could've gone wrong if James wouldn't have buried me in the trunk of Mr. Reynolds's car.

But why didn't he take me along and killed me that very moment? What exactly did the word trailer mean? Scared would be a small word in relevance to my situation, I was horrified, to be honest.  I kept my eyes closed and buried my head on the pillow.

When my eyes opened in the middle of the night, I turned on my lock-screen to have a look at the time. It was 4:00 am, I pushed the 'on' button of the table lamp to see through the room as it was very dark.

Mr. Reynolds slept uneasily on the couch. His body was slowly trembling out of cold, he hugged himself through his arms as an attempt to create warmth. The cold didn't affect me much yesterday but he was definitely influenced by it. I felt guilty because he had to compromise on his luxury.

I picked up the bed-sheet and marched towards the couch. His face looked extremely beautiful, his well-defined jaw with subtle beards looked more attractive while he slept. I star-gazed at him for a while, I pushed the baby hair away which rested on his forehead.

One thing which stroke my mind was, I could look at him forever. Forever was a long time but I didn't mind spending it by his side. I no longer felt the need to control my emotions as I began to respect them.

I gently covered his body with the warm bed-sheet and stroked his cheek with the back of my hand. I was careful about my movements because I didn't want to wake him up. The view was enchanting, I didn't really have the urge to go back on the bed but I had to.

I slowly walked to the bed on my toes so as to prevent myself from making any noise. I covered my body with my long scarf as it really was cold.  Thinking about Mr. Reynolds,  a smile escaped my lips, was it really love or just an attraction?

Waking up to the smell of food was the best thing about this morning. I quickly brushed my teeth and pounced on the chocolate overloaded waffles with french toasts accompanied with a jar full of orange juice.

Mr. Reynolds wasn't visible, the sheet was neatly folded and placed on the bed. I knew that it took me a while to wake up.

I stuffed the food in my mouth one by one as I was hungry. I gulped down the whole orange juice in one take. I slowed down my eating activity when I heard footsteps. I knew it was him.

I quickly pushed the baby strands back into my hair so as to look presentable . "good morning ", I smiled as I looked at him.

"So, did you eat your medicines ?", he questioned. Oh hello, how about a good morning to you too?

"Not yet ", I answered.

"Have them ", he read the timetable through the chart the doctor has made. Picking out the relevant medicines,  he handed them to me "how do you feel ?", he questioned again.

"In lo---", Oh no-no. How do I change the topic now "In a lot of better ", he looked at me perplexed, my sentence was awfully confusing.

"Okay!" he exclaimed as he took a seat next to me on the bed. He did keep some distance in between.

"Hello Mr. Caleb ", he raised himself up and shook his hands with the detective.

"Hey, good morning ", I greeted cheerfully. If only I'd known he was going to come then I'd change into a lot more decent outfit.

"Here is the note and the handkerchief,  he left last night ", he handed the clues to Mr. Caleb.

He examined them one after the other, he also looked at my wound closely. I am glad my top was sleeveless so I didn't have to push my sleeve down.

"The signs which he is showing emphasizes the fact that he has something big and dirty planned against you both ", he cleared his throat and continued "The word trailer as per my knowledge means that whatever he did was very small to something which he has planned. "

I gasped as my eyes widened "He did tell me that he was going to lead me to a slow painful death . His sentence also included Mr. Reynolds's name ", I looked in his eyes.

"This case is getting complicated day by day. I've already assigned his picture to the local cops around. They've started their search for him. I suggest you'll to leave this place and get back to your city--", Mr. Reynolds cut his sentence.

"I am not leaving this place because of him. I'll call my driver and allow Miss Waters to go home with him ", he rubbed his forehead.

"I am not leaving anywhere without you ", I made a decision. I couldn't just save my life and let him be in danger. I knew James and I also was aware of how dangerous he was.

"Well then let me allocate some bodyguards for your safety. They won't interrupt you, they'll just watch from space and keep assuring me about your well-being ", Mr. Caleb looked more of a police and less of a detective.

He shook his hands with both of us again and left the room. "Who is he ?', I inquired about him for the second time.

"A retired police officer but that doesn't matter ".

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