16. Fleur
Chapter 16
Fleur
I woke up with a gasp.
Cold drops hit my face. I felt it around my feet, felt it underneath my back and neck.
I looked at the ceiling, which was just a few inches from my face—and saw the camera encased in a glass orb. It stared straight at me, the camera lens not moving from left to right, just still. “Holy shit.” Then I looked at the wood that surrounded me…and realized I was in a fucking coffin.
Rainwater was dripping through the cracks.
And starting to pool underneath me, a couple inches deep already.
It would keep rising.
And then I would drown in mud.
I started to pant in terror, started to panic, started to slam my hands against the lid of the coffin, but it was solid like concrete because I was buried in the ground. I screamed and started to cry when I realized I’d just let more water into my grave.
“This can’t be happening.”
Adrien let them do this to me.
He fucking let this happen.
Did he hear what I said? Would he call Bastien?
“Bastien…”
I tried to steady my breathing, knowing I only had so much air trapped down here. The rain was slowly dripping into the coffin and filling it. I would either run out of air from breathing it all, or I would run out of air because it was replaced by water.
“Bastien…”
I didn’t know if the camera could hear me, but I suspected it was video only.
He promised he would protect me.
He promised he would keep me safe.
“He’s coming for me…I know he’s coming for me.” I closed my eyes and pushed the tears away. I forced myself to stay calm to conserve my air supply. “Bastien, I know you’re coming for me.”
I just hoped he came in time.