Chapter 5

Mackenzie's Pov 

I stared outside the window as it rained heavily, my heart was bleeding and I was filled with regrets. 

If I had known he would keep me as a prisoner then I wouldn't have come here, he locked me up in this room and took my phone away. 

What if the hospital calls? 

What am I going to do now? 

It's been two days and I have screamed, cried, and begged until my throat became sore. 

I sound like a broken record if I try talking and I'm pretty sure I look like one too, the door creaked open and I just know it's one of those damn maids. 

"I was told you refuse to eat, even if you are on a diet I don't want you dying on me" 

I turned at the sound of his voice, now that I think of it he sounds familiar too. 

"Will you let me go? Or are you planning on kidnapping me as revenge for your son?" I glared at the fucker, he ran his finger through his hair and sighed. I hated how insanely attractive he was and I hated myself for acknowledging that. 

"I don't want it to be like this Mackenzie, I just want to find Dan and if we don't cooperate then we won't find him," He said. 

"Oh please stop the act, it's underwhelming, I don't want your help and you keeping me here won't change anything, I have a life out there. A family I have to look after and you keeping me here because of your son is just unacceptable! What do you want from me? I have told you all I know and I'm willing to pay for his ransom as they requested" I rasped angrily and he sighed. 

"You don't have a place to stay, why don't you stay with me? I'm not going to ask for anything I just want to help. I can give you the ransom money and the money my son owes you, I'm sorry for what he did and I'm sorry for keeping you here" He apologized and I was taken aback and stunned. 

"They will know I got help if I pay the money too early, so we have to wait till the month ends.  And I will take your offer on staying here, can I ask you one question though?" I persisted. 

"Yes, go on" He replied, sitting on the couch across the bed. 

"Am I going to be paying rent here? I just don't understand why you will let me stay. I don't even know you" I expressed. 

"I know Dan must have told you I'm the worst, but that's not true, I took care of him after I divorced his mother. I didn't know she was still secretly seeing him behind my back and she succeeded in filling his head with lies. Daniel moved out when he was eighteen and I haven't seen him since then, no matter how much I tried reaching out he always avoided me and he told me not to come see him, but I never stopped sending him money" He confided and I felt pity for him, if what he says is true then Daniel has really been feeding me with lies. 

He made me pay the bills when his father was constantly sending him money? 

I don't even think I know him anymore. 

"How much do you send? I just want to know because your son works in a convenience store, and I paid almost every bill while we were living together because his salary is little" I omitted the part where he suggested I start working as a stripper so I would be able to keep up with the bills. 

It was his father's turn to look at me with pity as he answered, "I give him close to a three million every month, he always complained that it wasn't enough but when I tried telling him to come see me and I will increase it he stopped replying to my texts but I sent his money every month. Judging from what you just said he doesn't work at all, my son is too arrogant to keep such a humble job" He replied and I zoned out. 

What a fool I have been! 

Does he laugh whenever I leave for work first thing in the morning, when I come back with dinner, and apologize for taking a long time? 

I started laughing before I could stop myself, I laughed because it was funny that I was so stupid. 

"Mackenzie" His father called in a worried tone. 

"I'm okay, your son really did a number on me but it's okay" I fought hard to keep my tears at bay. 

That piece of shit! 

"I apologize for what you've been through but I need you to understand that Daniel would never do all of that if it wasn't for his mother, I'm not surprised because she influenced him in so many ways and I'm sure he loved you" He pacified and I wanted to slap his handsome face. 

It's obvious Daniel doesn't give a shit about me. 

"He must have known these people were coming for him, maybe that's why he left that note for you. Think about it, he might be trying to protect you" He added and I thought about it too. 

But he took the money, the same one I told him wasn't complete for grandma's bills and he had watched me struggle to pay each time without helping. 

"Bullshit. With all due respect, sir, your son is a worthless scum, but I don't want him to die so I will help" I replied bluntly. 

"Please call me Caleb, and thank you for helping, I will compensate you for your troubles," He said and I waved off. 

"No need I just need my money, the one he stole and I need to go back to the apartment to get my things" I stated. 

"I can send someone over to help with that" He offered almost instantly. 

"No. I need to go there myself, you've done enough. I'm just going to get my things then I will come back" I countered. 

"You can't go there alone-"

"I can and I will. Just leave me be now I need to gather my thoughts" I interrupted and he sighed. 

He stood up and walked towards the bed dropping by phone beside me, "Just let me know if you need anything else" He said and walked out of the room. 

He is the complete opposite of his son and they don't even look alike apart from the hair color. I should hate Daniel for what he did and I shouldn't be bothering about him but I couldn't help but wonder how I missed all these things. 

The money. His job. Him getting involved with the wrong company. 

Maybe I should have paid more attention to him, I should have known but I was too busy with my own problems. 

I left for my house the next day and Caleb's driver dropped me off. Caleb had instructed the man to wait around for but I ordered him to go back because I would be taking a lot of time packing and I didn't want to be rushed. 

I finished taping the next box when I heard the living room door open and I furrowed my brows in confusion, did the driver return? 

I carried the box to the living room and my feet came to a screeching halt when I saw two men in my living room, they were tall and muscular clad in black shirts and jeans with inked sleeve arms. 

They noticed me and one of them smirked at me. My eyes caught the pistol tucked in his belt and my heart skipped a beat. 

"Moving somewhere sweetheart?"