Take Me Away

It was a sunny Saturday morning when Fiona and Spencer were seen by public eye getting into a car together.

"Fiona, you should come next time!" Eric smiled with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, please. You must come again next time!" Daniel echoed. "I wasn't able to hear you play the piano!"

Fiona smiled politely and said her goodbyes. "Take care, everyone. I'll come back when I get the chance."

"Can we leave now, Fiona?" Spencer snorted. He was tapping his foot impatiently.

"Sure. Let's go," Fiona said, settling in her seat.

"Let's go," Spencer ordered the driver.

Fiona wondered why Spencer sat in the back seat. She was about to ask but Johnson beat her to it. "Spencer, why did you sit in the back seat?" he asked.

Spencer reached out to pat his head. "It's none of your business," he replied patronizingly. "This is my car. I can sit where I like"

"Yes, sir!" Johnson told himself to remain quiet for the rest of the trip.

'It's a good thing I wasn't the one who asked. He'd probably lash out at me as well,' Fiona thought.

After that, Spencer rested comfortably in his seat and cleared his throat. "The front seat is too small for me," he explained. "Maybe I should buy a new car."

'At this rate, he might as well buy a truck,' Fiona thought.

As the car drove in the thick forest, an idea struck Fiona. She rummaged through her bag to find her sketchpad and continued to design the necklace.

Spencer rubbed his temple as he stared at Fiona. He watched her draw when he found himself yawning.

Fiona felt Spencer's judgmental eyes looking at her. She looked up to stare at him and then continued working on her drawing.

"Don't look at me like that!" Spencer patted the sketchpad with his hand. "What's that look in your eyes?"

Fiona ignored him and turned her back to him to face the window.

"Fiona!" he snarled. "Don't play dumb with me. Turn around!" Fiona turned to look at Spencer.

"I can just sit in the passenger seat. That way you get enough space to sit comfortably," she said.

"How dare you?!" He grabbed Fiona's sketchpad. "You're wasting so much time painting the entire day! What's taking you so long? Is this your first piece of work?"

Fiona frowned. "Give it back to me!" she demanded. She tried to reach out to take it back.

Spencer opened the car window and stretched out his hand so the sketchpad dangled outside the

"What?" Fiona's eyes narrowed.

first piece of

"Yes." Fiona nodded.

turned to look at what Fiona painted. It was a

raised her voice. "Give it back to

the sketchpad outside the window, threatening her. "Do as I say or else I throw it away. If you

to finish his words. Fiona suddenly screamed and her eyes widened with horror.

find the paintings gone. In his hand was the sketchpad alone. He

the car!" Fiona pushed the door open and prepared to

thinking?" Spencer looked stressed out. He pulled Fiona back to her seat

on the brakes, his

at Spencer, pushed him away, and stepped out of

door open

paintings were enmeshed in twigs scattered on the ground. Fiona walked over and picked them

wet, while the others were stained with soil or hanging up

one branch. He was about to hand it to Fiona

it to me." Fiona grabbed the paper and was shocked to see it poked with a

on purpose. It was an accident!" Spencer explained,

did not say anything as she walked away. The painting was clenched in her fist as her hand

you can easily draw it again." Spencer

and stared at him coldly. "If you hate me, find another way to torture me," she

too. He raise his voice and said,

and looked at him straight. "You're the one who did something wrong. Is this really how you

never made a mistake

her fist tighter. "Agreeing to marry you is the biggest mistake of my life," she said coldly.

in reply. His eyes were red with anger. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Well, that's a relief! I'll

no longer want to get a marriage license

marry him? Spencer narrowed his eyes as he stared at Fiona

car, Spencer joined and ordered Johnson, "Run

look at Spencer with her big

off!" he roared, the blue veins popping out on his

Johnson got out

Bang!

with predatory eyes. His lips curled into a

Fiona's whole body. With her lips trembling, she asked, "What

Fiona by the shoulders and forced her to lean close to him. He clasped her head and forced her to look into his

her head desperately and struggled to