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Seneca POV

I've been laying in this lonely bed for I don't know how long. I feel like my whole body has a weight on top of it and it's holding me down.

Most of the day I stay curled up in fetal position. I feel like crying but nothing will come out. It's almost as if I'm too sad too even cry now.

My mom has taken on most of the caring for May now. The two of them only come by my room once a day together to bring me lunch. And during that time I manage to fake a smile and sit up on the bed for May's sake.

About a week ago my mother had been bringing May to see me three times a day with each meal. But she was slowly realizing that I didn't have the mental strength to have them their that many times.

My mother came to talk to me alone about it and I agreed that I didn't want May to see me like this. She also tried talking to me about what was 'wrong' with me and reminding me that we were here to keep May safe.

The logical side of me comprehends all this. But I can't ignore the feelings I have inside me. The sadness and pain and the let downs. Plus I'm still not 100 % sure that everything Miles has told me is correct. I mean he lied to me our entire life together. What would stop him now.

He still tries to connect with me. He sleeps in bed with me every night. He tries to snuggle close to me but I always turn away. It's hard to get far away from him being that we're in a twin bed but I try.

He continues to talk to me and try to pull me out of this state. At night he rubs my back slowly and talks softly to me. Well knowing, I won't answer.

I really don't even know what to say to him. But I know that it just feels wrong and I don't have the energy to fight that feeling.

Today has been a worse day for some reason. I feel this anxiousness inside me more than ever.

I've felt depressed and lonely, but this feeling hasn't been here before. Up until now I've been content to stay in this bed curled up and wallow. But now I have this feeling like I need to get out. I need to get to somewhere.

I wonder if I can slip past the guards somehow. Ahh who am I kidding. I tried that route the first week we were here and I was stopped immediately. I initially scooped out the place and noticed that there are cameras literally everywhere.

I had to convince miles to remove the one in my room telling him a was worried his men would watch me get undressed.

Plus the place has 24 hour security guards at every exit and from listening to miles talk to the other men I can tell that he has people outside surrounding the place as well.

So I'm definitely not getting out of here. I finally stood up out of my bed and began pacing the room. I was starting to feel trapped.

The feeling was overwhelming. I need to get out of here. I started throwing the things around me.

First My comforter, pillows, then led to picture frames and last the tv on the wall.

Now I was angry. Angry that I had to be here. Here stuck in this place. I started screaming letting out every bit of emotion I could.

Of course this caught miles attention or maybe one of his guards heard the ruckus and called him.

He opened the door and I began throwing the things that were already on the floor in his direction. One after the other letting my frustration out on him finally.

He ran to me and spun me around fast engulfing me in a bear hug from behind. I initially tried to fight my way out but with no luck.

He just held on tight but without hurting me and let me yell and scream until I wore myself out. My frustration eventually turned to tears at which point miles pulled us down to the floor.

He continued to hold me in a bear hug but now I was placed on his lap. He began rocking slowly as I tried to catch my breath.

"Good, Seneca breathe, just breathe." He cooed in my ear.

His bear hug eventually turned into running his hands slowly down my arms. And As mad as I am at him - it was calming me down. My rapid breathing was now reduced to just hiccups and I laid still in Miles embrace.

"Seneca, just talk to me please. Tell me what's in your head. Please."

I could hear the sincerity and the strain in his voice. Not speaking to him must be taking a toll on him.

And I understand why, he brought us here to protect us the best he knows how and now it's backfiring.

Plus, I'm sure not getting a response from me was trying on him.

"I can't take it any more miles. I can't be locked up in here anymore I need to get out. Please." I choked out

My voice cracking from all the crying

"Then that's what I'll do for you Seneca. Let's get out of this place. I'll find somewhere that's safe that we can out for the day. Just give me some time and I'll make it happen for you."

"Okay." It was the only response I could give him.

I'm just too tired and worn out to give him any more.

I'm at least happy for now. The feeling of being able to get out of this place gives me a glimmer of hope. And maybe then I'll get a chance to find out if miles is telling the truth about all of this.

As he stood, Miles lifted me up from the floor holding me bridal style and lay me gently on the bed.

He grabbed the comforter from the floor and placed it over me.

He leaned down and kissed my cheek softly. His face was close to my ear and he whispered as he spoke.

"I know that you lay away from me every night. And I want so much to make you happy again. I'm going to give you space and I'll sleep in a different room tonight."

As miles pulled away from me I reached out and grabbed his arm.

"please stay. I don't want to be alone right now."

I felt like my words were betraying everything I've been feeling lately. But I needed this and it was time that I started feeling at least a little better.

He just smiled warmly at me and climbed in the bed sliding as far from me as possible.

It felt good that he was being so loving towards me. It had honestly been so long since I had seen this side of miles. The miles I fell in love with so long ago.

I slid a little closer to him but not to the point of cuddling. I reached my hand behind me and clasped his hand in mine.

If nothing else then to say thank you for getting me through this episode.

I awoke to Miles being gone which was not out of the usual but this time my breakfast was already sitting on the nightstand. French toast, my favorite.

Alongside the plate was a small note that read

I hope this helps energize you for our big day out today.

Love, Miles

I smiled to myself. Hmmm maybe I'm reading into Miles all wrong. Maybe he is telling the truth.

I began eating when I accidentally dropped my fork on the ground. I crawled to the floor to grab it and noticed something new under my bed.

A brown shoe box was slid underneath.

I reached under and grabbed the box. Is this another thing from Miles? I wondered

I opened the box and inside lay a small flip Phone.

Along with a yellow folded note. I opened the note, curious if miles had changed his mind about me using a phone as well.

The note read - you have questions that need answered. To find out the truth call 712-435-XXXX

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Uh oh !! What's Seneca going to do with that phone?

Hmmmm.....