I slowly back away while shaking my head in fear.
This can’t be. H-how is this possible? Am I talking with the wrong person this whole time? Just when I thought my life would be completely okay because of him sudden turns of events surprised me.
I have a lot of question in my mind. How did this letter got here? It’s obvious that this is his hand writing. Could it be that my mother brought this letter here in my room? I shake my head. But that’s impossible since my good for nothing mother teared the letter right in front of me.
So, it’s hopeless for her to let me see this. Unless…
My eyes widened and I suddenly drop the letter on the ground. I scoop away from it while thinking of horrible things that could happen.
He escaped from prison…and he’s on his way here. If this letter came here inside my room. Does that mean-
Suddenly, the door burst open in my room causing me to jump in surprise. I glanced at the door, thinking it was Adam. My heart beat quickened at the thought as I was curious and terrified at the same time what he looks like.
The figure slowly steps inside my room. His build is immense, has broad shoulders and is towering me like a boulder compared to an ant. For some unknown reason, I feel unsafe from his presence. It speaks peril.
As if I have to run away from him.
The figure stopped from moving. I couldn’t see his face because my room is dark. It doesn’t have any electricity or even a candle. My room is cold and gloomy. I swallowed the lump in my throat when he slowly leaned his face closer.
However, my whole world tumble apart when I saw it wasn’t Adam who is inside my room.
It’s my mom’s lover.
“Well, well…you’re still alive, eh?”
The thunder strike again. The wind and rain outside were causing havoc around the neighborhood. I watched in terror while looking at the man in front of me when the night sky created a rumbling noise that can make anyone shriek from their spot.
what is he doing here?
The man tilted his head to the side, giving me a chilling look.
“I thought you were dead earlier when your mother beat you up in front of your house. But I was wrong. I guess you’re a one tough cookie.”
He raised his hand, trying to caressed my cheek. It made my body shudder in disgust and I automatically backed away even if my body is debilitated. His presence is telling me something that I don’t want to know.
“P-please get out…”
He shake his head, giving me a deadly smile. The lightning struck from the sky, and when a light appeared I saw clearly how intense and full of lecherousness his eyes were.
“Your life doesn’t matter anymore. You’re nothing but a piece of trash that can be thrown out after you are used.”
The next thing I heard he was unbuckling his belt.
“Let’s give your life a meaning before you die.”
Before I could escape, he grabbed my arms. I was about to scream for help but he covered my mouth, silencing me. I am afraid for my life because I have no chance compared to him.
I tried to fight and struggle from his grip but he was stronger than me. My already bruised body weakened even more when he punched me in the stomach. What happened made me completely dizzy from the pain.
I can't open my eyes anymore because my vision is spinning. He was not satisfied yet. He slapped my face one after another while one hand defiantly crawled on my lower body.
I want to beg him to stop but I know that no matter what I do, I am nothing against him. Instead, I heard his laughter echo throughout the room. I opened one of my eyes and caught him holding my underclothes.
He was very blissful while observing my body. I just closed my eyes and let him do what he wanted.
Just like he said. My life has no meaning anymore. Everything is broken in me and it will not be easy to rebuild.
“Don’t worry, little girl. This will be quick and after this you’re going to meet hell.”
I wanted to cry but no tears fell from my eyes. I don't feel any other emotions either. It's like in an instant I lost the strength to fight for my life. I opened my eyes one last time to see what he was going to do to me.
All my life I have never felt the slightest bit of love from people around me. I always have felt pain, sorrow and sadness all my life.
Perhaps…I deserve this.
“You’re going to enjoy this, I promise you.” he whispered maniacally against my ear.
I didn't say anything and just let him.
This is it…I’m going to die.
I was staring on the ceiling, waiting for him to do what he was planning but I felt nothing. I didn’t mind it at first but I realized he wasn’t on top of me anymore. It felt strange so I slowly looked at the man…
But what I witnessed frightens me.
The man, who was about to harassed me, was floating in the air. His legs were kicking as if he’s trying to fight but no avail. I heard a loud cracking sound and at the same time he fell to the floor.
He’s not breathing anymore.
Suddenly, my whole system shiver and the hairs on my body stood up. I didn't realize that someone had entered my room.
I felt his presence in front of me. Nervous and scared, I slowly raised my face to see who killed the man who almost harassed me.
What come up to me were his dangerous and terrifying eyes. The lightning hit the sky once again that gave me a glint what he looks like.
A god.
“I’m sorry I’m late, darling.”
It was cold, unbearable even. The darkness that surrounded me seemed to solidify the cold, and I couldn't feel my feet anymore.For what felt like hours, I had been confined in this solitary room with no way out. Panic set in as I tried to find a way out of this eternal gloom. But try as hard as I could, there didn’t seem any hope at all. My heart sank in despair and desperation kept building up inside me.I've had enough, a part of me is screaming to give in and accept whatever comes next. But still, something inside me remains determined to soldier on. Every time I consider surrendering, these incredible events continue to occur. It's almost as if the universe is conspiring against my hopelessness and despair; trying it's best to remind me that there's still beauty and joy amidst all the darkness that life throws my way. I want to close my eyes and step away from all this pain but no matter how hard I tried to run away.I had always been hesitant to take any action from this point,
He stepped back so that he could survey me properly once the ropes were removed.The knots came undone, and the rope slid off of my body and pooled on the ground at my feet. In that instant, I felt both a sense of relief at being released from my bonds and a sense of unease as I heard him take a long breath in while contemplating me.Despite the encouragement of my eyes to look up and meet his, they remain planted firmly on the ground staring directly at my palms. His request is spinning around in my head, yet I still can’t bring myself to do it.“Undress yourself.”I suppressed the lump forming in my throat. He did rescue me from danger…but at what cost?I know deep down I could do it. There's no point in trying to resist after all. My life is already a mess, nothing but a useless piece of rubbish. Yet, there is one thing that stops me from speaking up for myself and that is fear and rejection. Fear of getting pushed away again because I wasn’t enough, fear of being shouted down once
I slowly lifted my lids, feeling a warmth on my skin. I opened my eyes to find the source of the light and immediately shut them again when the glare hit me in my face. It was blinding, yet somehow it gave me a sense of security.A few moments later, when my eyes had adjusted to the brightness, I peered around cautiously. It was coming from outside; sunrays dancing along bright blue skies and illuminating every corner of the room with its warmth.I blink rapidly, my mind racing with questions as to what is going on and why I'm here.My gaze shifts around the room, taking in its unfamiliarity. It's well kept, expansive and everything appears to be in its rightful place. Is this heaven? Did I die somehow? Even after searching through my memories of life before this moment, there's no recollection of ever having a living space that looks as comfortable and luxurious as this one does now.I remember what it was like living in that dilapidated room, not even having the luxury of a bed. Des
I wrapped my arms around myself when the icy water struck my body, shivering as droplets of moisture made their way down my exposed skin.I closed my eyes and tilted my head up towards the shower head, letting the cascading stream cleanse away all of my aches and pains. I savored this moment of solitude as if it was a precious and fragile thing, savoring the simple pleasure of being able to enjoy myself in peace. I remained like this for what felt like hours until I finally had enough.I turned off the shower and stayed there for a few moments, hesitating to open my eyes. When I eventually did, the first thing that confronted me was my reflection in the glass door of the shower. My gaze followed along every curve of my body, lingering for just a moment on certain spots. It was strange to look at myself like this; even after years of living with myself, seeing this reflection felt like gazing upon something new. The details were all familiar, but I couldn't help but to curse at myself.
I am rendered momentarily frozen in place as I stare at him.He notices the knife that is still clutched tightly in my hand and in a swift motion he moves to grab it and throw it away from me. Taken off guard by his actions, I am completely surprised at what has happened. His sudden reaction leaves me speechless, unable to find words or comprehend his motivations for such an act. It takes only a few seconds before I catch my breath again and regain my composure, blinking rapidly.“A-aiden…”He suddenly kneeled down on the floor since I drop here and met my gaze, trapping me in a trance. I felt powerless to look away from his captivating stare, as if he was forcing me to do something that I couldn't control. His expression was intense and unyielding; I felt like my will was no longer mine alone. It's like he had taken it away from me with just one glance. It was a strange sensation that left me feeling helpless yet strangely exhilarated at the same time.He reach out to me and grabbed
My eyes widened, I was completely shocked at his words.“S*ck?” I asked innocently.I expected that he would be angry about my response, but instead his smile grew even wider. It was almost as if he was pleased with what he saw from me. His expression became more of a look of understanding and compassion, which utterly surprised me.He ran his fingers through my hair, lightly brushing the strands back and forth. His touch sent a wave of tingles down my spine, igniting feelings in me that I had never felt before. His movements were gentle and sure, like he had done this a million times before. I felt myself relax into his touch, trusting him even though we had just met in person.“You’re such a good girl. It’s turning me on.”He released my head from his grip and slowly began to undo his trousers. A wave of shock washed over me when he suddenly dropped them and I was met with the sight of his most intimate part. I felt my cheeks turning hot, embarrassed at the situation but unable to l
None of us said a word.Only the clanging of the silverware was heard throughout the dining hall, the sound echoing off the walls in a seemingly endless loop. I kept stealing glances at him from my seat and he seemed focused only on his food. He appeared to be deep in thought, and no matter how much I wanted to talk to him, it felt as if nothing would break this trance-like state we are in.Also, I don't know what to say to him. This uncomfortable silence is leaving me feeling apathetic and helpless. After asking me out for dinner, I thought he would do most of the talking; it's been his behavior from the start. My mind feels flooded with a million thoughts as my gaze shifts between him and his appearance - trying to make sense of our situation. Though he appears calm, I can tell that something has been bothering him.But what?“What?” he suddenly asked out of nowhere.My eyes widened in surprise, so much so that I almost stopped myself from taking a bite of my meal as I could only st
I couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night.My mind is a cacophony of ideas and concepts that are far too frenetic to permit me the restful state he said earlier. Over and over I find myself reflecting on his words, mulling over all the times he had expressed admiration for me. It's not that I was trying to seek out validation from him, but it certainly plants a small seed of confidence in my heart. And although hearing his compliments was always a pleasant surprise, what really made an impact on me was what he seems serious about them.I sucked in a deep breath and stole a sideways glance at Aiden, who was sleeping peacefully. He made no effort to punish me today, but he mentioned that we should practice sleeping without clothing on every night; it seemed like an inconsequential request so I readily agreed. As I watched him lay there undisturbed by the heavy silence, the thought that it may be pleasant to sleep naked together crossed my mind. But then again, this is something quite o