CHAPTER 5_Yulia's Escape Plan

YULIA

 

She got up from the bed as soon as he left the room. A smile appeared on her face. It was so much fun playing with him. She had not even asked for his name, but remembering the words he had said made her burst into laughter.

 

She mimicked his voice. "I will get the phone, alright? I can't let my $50,000 go to waste."

 

She pulled out the key she had stolen from him and the thing she had under her armpit to make her body hot. The thing did a lot of good and was sold cheaply, just for a hundred bucks. She had stolen the keys when she grabbed his pocket and acted like a sick bunny. She wanted to laugh really hard, but it was going to alert him. She removed a key from the bunch and threw it under the bed. If they could catch her when she planned to escape. Having a spare key wouldn't be bad.

 

She got off the bed and dug her hand into her hair. She brought out a really small device, and soon it began forming and forming until it was the size of a laptop. It was a foldable flat laptop, and she was grateful for her brother's invention. She pressed a button, and all the activity in the house popped up on the screen.

 

The security cameras outside showed the spots where the guards were standing. She began murmuring as she calculated the path she was going to take if she had to go out.

 

"No." She mumbled after checking out a place.

 

She kept on trying; she had turned off all the cameras in her room. She could not see his movements; there were no cameras in his room. She cursed. Too bad there were many cameras on the pathway to her room.

 

After a few trials, she finally found a way out; she had to pass through the door if she wanted to escape. She grabbed a little bag and ran into the bathroom; there was a hair conditioner that she loved there. She grabbed it and tugged it into the bag.

 

She pressed another button on the system and began typing hurriedly. The lights began flickering on and off; she grinned, folded the system, and dug it into her hair. Even though someone saw it, it looked like a hairpin.

 

She rushed out of the door; she was running away for her freedom. She unlocked the door and stepped out, holding the wall. She slowly tiptoed away from the pathway. She crawled when she passed by his room and ran all the way to the elevator.

 

She pressed a button and entered the elevator. The elevator she used was the elevator meant only for the man who had purchased her. She hadn't even gotten his name, but she didn't care. She pressed the last floor and sank back to the floor. She was going to be free in minutes. Now all she had to do was dodge and, if possible, knock out any other bodyguards that blocked her way.

 

The elevator opened, and she stepped out. There was a bodyguard pointing a finger at her.

 

Shit!

 

"Where are you going?" He yelled. 

 

She did a double take and walked closer to him. "I was just looking for a master; I don't know where he is."

 

The man glanced at her suspiciously and pointed back at the elevator.

 

"Don is upstairs and in his room."

 

She held the security guard's hand. "I don't know how to thank you." She kissed his hand. "Just take these!"

 

Her hand flashed in the air, and powder sprayed on his face. The man fell to the ground unconscious, and she smiled as she made her way out of the place. She cursed when she saw so many bodyguards moving in her direction.

 

"Why have they been removed from the security footage?" She said to herself

 

Scanning her eyes around the place, she saw that there were security cameras there. She quickly ran back and pulled the unconscious man out of the way. She hid alongside him and waited for them to pass.

 

"It's lunch time; I want to eat something spicy." On said as he walked past.

 

Lunch time? 

 

She had to get away before the doctor came, or else she was going to be doomed. The men left earlier than she had expected, and she slowly crept out of her hiding space. She walked towards the exit, her mind beating fast. Just as she reached the exit, someone was coming in from it. She froze, and he looked at her.

 

"Hi," she muttered.

 

"Where are you going?" he questioned.

 

Before she could respond or knock him out, his hand reached out for the alarm button and pressed it.

 

"No!" She screamed. "Fuck you! How dare you ring the bell, you motherfucker?"

 

She kicked him in the stomach, and he grabbed her by the leg and twirled her around. She fell to the ground, and he lunged at her, rolling away from his attack. She jumped to her feet; her legs connected with his head, and he staggered backwards. She ran to him and jumped, kicking him in the neck. His hand found its way to her legs and rolled around him. He grabbed her by the waist and slammed her on the ground.

 

She grunted as she held her back, wincing from the pain. He walked towards her, ready to take her by the leg. She made a huge mistake when she kicked her leg forward, hitting him in the neck. He fell to his knees and grabbed her legs, and she took out the powder. She poured it all over his nose. He inhaled it and dropped her; her legs hit the ground, as did the man.

 

She slowly got off the ground. She was sure that the guards were going to be looking for her now. She stood to her feet and ran out through the exit door, her heart beating in her chest. She could not guess how many guards would be waiting for her outside. She pulled out some iron rods and held them in both hands as she walked out the door.

 

She grinned. "It's show time."