Author's P.O.VAlexander walked into his room and shut the door behind him before loosening his tie and sitting on the bed. He took a wine glass from the nightstand and poured a drink for himself. As he brought the glass to his lips to take a sip, his eyes stared into a distance and his mind wandered off elsewhere. Wandering around. Going back to that place was a mistake, unintentionally or not. Never had he let his past take over him. He loathed it. He gripped the glass firmly. His jaw moved back and forth as he was boiling with anger. With one swift movement, he pulled his hand up in the air and threw the glass on the floor with all his strength. His eyes were locked on the shiny marble floor for a couple of minutes. The glass lay shattered on the floor, but his eyes did not move from their stable position. His breathing was not steady as he was filled with rage. He stood up and walked towards his walk-in closet; he pushed the pile of his clothes aside, looking for something in the
12th March 2008Walking out of the classroom, he quickly noticed all the eyes on him, staring oddly. He never liked people staring at him. He was at the school for over a year before he was homeschooled. No one ever really bothered him much but he despised the gossip that whirled throughout the campus.He opened his locker and put his stuff in there. The hall was crowded, as usual, it was the last period so everyone was waiting for their respective classes. He was not a loner, he just never liked anyone. He liked being alone despite not being in any group of teenagers who consider themselves "best friends". He scoffed at the thought of it. He smelled how fake they were which only further increased his disliking of the people around him. A hand slammed onto his locker and shut it with a loud thud. He looked to his side and saw a person standing beside him, towering over him, even though he was as tall as the jock. He looked like someone who plays basketball or some sport."Oh hey! Isn'
The room was encompassed by darkness. The room was soundproof; no sound could enter the room from the outside or leave it. It had a few metal tables and a few chairs.Opening his eyes, the young man could see nothing but darkness floating around him. He was confused as to where he was and afraid of why he could be there. He tried to move his hand but only to find that he was restrained by the rope that was tightly knotted around his wrists. He began to panic and struggled to try and loosen the tight thick rope. His heart began to sink when he realized it was not helping. He was stuck in that dark room. He opened his mouth to scream only to be stopped by the dryness of his throat. He needed water. He started to breathe heavily and his body was shaking with both fear and the coldness of the room."Please help me." He whispered more likely to himself. Because his voice could not be heard by a single soul. He was thinking about who could do this to him. Was he kidnapped? The last thing he
Emma's hands were shaking with fear and a few drops of sweat were running down her forehead. She put the book down unable to read any further. Millions of questions were running through her mind. Why were these types of things written in that book? Was it real? Did the boy die? Worst of all, was it her Master who did all this?It did not look like a book. The letters were not printed. They were handwritten, meaning that someone had written. But who could this person be? How could they have written such horrible things?Hesitantly, she picked up the book again and began to read.**********"Please don't hurt me. I will never do this to any kid ever again." Jonas begged but none of his words affect his capturer, who called himself the "devil". That he sure seemed like."I do not like lies, Jonas. The moment I let you out of this basement. You will go to school tomorrow morning and repeat your daily routine. How can I trust you, Jonas?" He mockingly asked the kid."Please, believe me." H
"Enjoying the view?"She gasped and looked behind her and saw Alexander standing there with his arms crossed on his chest. He was wearing a grey t-shirt and black trousers. She immediately looked down, to avoid staring at him. Emma did not want him to think she was gawking at him, even though he looked handsome in his casual clothes with his hair slightly pushed back. She took a deep breath and took a step forward to walk past him. But, he grabbed her hand and stopped her.Her heart started to race, but she tried to calm herself by taking deep breaths."I didn't tell you to go, did I?" He asked in a low voice. She shook her head and whispered."No, master." He hummed in response and pulled her close to himself, smashing her back to him. His hands were wrapped around her as he rested his chin on her shoulder.Her body started to shake, feeling him so close to her. Her soft petite body was pressed onto his rock-hard physique. She wanted to tell him to get away from her since she was de
2nd January 1998.He was sitting on his bed with the yellow RC toy car that he received as a gift by his side. Children his age love toys like that and would play with their RC cars and helicopters all day long. But he was not like the other kids. He never felt the need or want for toys or stuffed animals. The toy car that was beside him was still inside the cardboard toy box it came in. He didn't even open it. His eyes were locked on the marble mosaic floor, but his mind was elsewhere. But where? What could an eight-year-old child possibly be thinking about so intensely?Arabelle walked inside the little boy's room with a big smile on her face, but it faded away when she noticed his gloomy mood and glanced at the toy that was untouched.She hesitantly walked in and sat next to him. He was so occupied with his thoughts that he didn't notice her entering the room. She put her hand on his shoulder."Are you okay sweetie?" she asked gently. The little boy came back to reality as he heard
21st June 1998It had been six months since the boys were with Arabelle. She was taking good care of them, feeding them on time, buying them new clothes and toys. The most cheerful between them was the precious Li. He would always smile every time he would see Arabelle. It filled her heart with extreme joy. She loved him dearly, in fact, she loved both of them dearly. Li's older brother was the quiet one, he did not speak much to anyone in the house, not even to Arabelle unless she spoke first. Now, Arabelle and the two kids were sitting on the couch of the two kids' bedroom, playing with Li. She peeked over her shoulder and saw the older kid sitting on his bed, staring outside the window. It was almost like he was staring at nothingness. His eyes were always so blank, it was hard to read what was in his eyes. At this age, he was supposed to be cheerful and full of life, not scared and distressed. But, it was not frighting that he felt. It was something else, something Arabelle could
1st October 2003"Good job Alexander. Keep it up." His karate instructor said as he was handed the belt. At the young age of 10, he was the champion of Karate. He began going to a different institution for karate since his foster father decided that he need to be strong both mentally and physically. He had a tutor for each subject, Xander King wanted his foster son to be the best. Carlos, who was known as Alexander by then, only got few hours off from his busy schedule.He was sitting in the car, with his foster father beside him. Arabelle had to run some errands so she could not join them."Well done, son." Xander congratulated him. He did not reply, only looked at him and nodded his head. He was never a talkative person, neither was he a fan of Xander. He was way too hard on Alexander.When Arabelle found the two kids near the orphanage gate, she had a tint of emotion in her heart. She and Xander have been trying for ten years to have a child, but because of her medical conditions,
Alexander had lost all his trust in her following her deception from the previous day. Her wrists and legs were shackled so she couldn't move them even a fraction. She lay on the comfortable bed with a blanket on top of her and her sore eyes sealed to the ceiling. It looked like she did not have anything else to look at. She attempted to free herself from the shackles that bound her arms and legs, but it only resulted in more agony. Her hands were completely immobile because of the excruciating agony.Alexander was seated on a leather chair next to the bed in the demon's lair. He was dressed in his typical cold exposure and had a cigarette between his index and middle fingers. His gaze was fixed on Emma, who gave him a response to his stare. He placed the poison rolled in paper in between his bottom and upper lips and took a long puff for the last time as the cigarette reached its end. As he exhaled the poisonous gas, it filled the room with a thick, smoky stench.He stood up and sat b
Emma96 hours and 50 minutes have passed. Emma was locked up in that same bedroom of her captor's. Her eyes were sealed at a certain surface of the white ceiling. Her eyes were dull, they looked as if they belonged to a dead person. Dull and lifeless. It didn't shed any more tears, they were dried and her tears were now parched on her cheeks.She wasn't wearing the same clothes anymore, instead, she was in a white knee-high simple dress and matching undergarments. Her arms were sore, she pulled on the ropes that were fastened to her wrists and almost screamed in pain. She had been in that position for two days straight, her wrists were on fire, and her arms went numb from the pain. She tried to scream but it was interrupted by the thick material that was placed on her mouth. The cloth muffled her agonizing screams and painful whimpers.The bedroom wasn't soundproof, so the maids and the guards could hear her screams but Alexander warned them to not untie her or let her out of the bedr
Emma read his writing and couldn't stop shaking her head along with her shivering body. This can't be happening! He can't be in love with me. She kept chanting this inside her head, it was unbelievable but unfortunately, it was true. Her body went limp and she fell on the sofa with a loud thud. She thought she couldn't be more unfortunate now. He was in love with her, another reason why it would be hard for her to escape. It was difficult enough with his house surrounded by guards and his vicious eyes that never even left her alone for a moment. She squeezed her eyes shut for the 100th time in an hour and let the tears of sorrow and angst drop down her eyes.Alexander's eyes opened slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, and wondering where did the thudding sound come from. He squinted his eyes before opening them widely and found his Emma sitting on his sofa with some papers in her hands. He threw his head back on the pillow and let out a low grunt.Now what? She's gonna sit there and bega
Before she could apprehend, she was thrown inside the bedroom and heard the door being locked. Emma gulped, swallowing the fear that was rising inside her. She was terrified to look behind her because she knew he was standing. He was standing right behind her. She knew the moment she would turn around; his cold eyes will confront hers. The fear would be so intense that she would not be able to move. She would want to run for the door, but the door was locked. She would be thrown inside again by the Devil who was ready to assault her anytime he desired.So, she didn't turn around. She didn't look behind, instead, she stared out the window that was right beside the bed. The bedroom was astonishing, it was massive, more than 500 square feet. That was the biggest bedroom she had ever laid her eyes on. The sheets were painted with navy blue and white shade, the blanket was lying peacefully on top of the bedsheets and the two pearly white pillows were resting on the head of the bed. She cou
Her bruised bottom lip quivered in both pain and the cold atmosphere. She wasn't wearing any warm clothes nor did she bring any warm clothes with her. It was not cold outside but in the place, she was in. She was wearing the same red top.She was sitting on the cold hard floor of the darkened room. Her bare half bottom was feeling the coldness of the floor which made her shiver even more. She scrunched her eyes and tried to figure out where she was. But there was little or no light in the whole room. Her heart was beating fast as if the thudding of her pounding heart could be heard by anyone if they were with her. Unfortunately, there wasn't a single soul there.She was never a people person, her shy, introverted and timorous nature had always been a hindrance in any communication she wanted to initiate.At that moment, she loathed being alone in the darkness, and it made her crave some amity and fellowship.She swallowed her fear and strain and placed her palms on the floor, putting
29th October 2000It was one of the darkest nights, he was in his room, curled up in a ball while lying on his bed. The beads of sweat dripped down his forehead to his bedsheets. His body quivered and he found it difficult to open his eyes. He gasped for air.Another nightmare broke into another anarchical repose. The ticking of the clock stopped and was replaced by the sound of the tintinnabulation. Alexander's eyes were wide open when he heard the ding of the clock bell. His room was encompassed by darkness. But that was how he liked it. He liked being in the dark because the tenebrosity was the only thing that could perceive him and was parallel to him. He was not more than seven years old. But he understood the clandestine of the darkness.At that moment, his nightmare was more violent and brutal. The loud gasps coming out of him and the continuous flowing of the egestive on his body were the evidence. His hand reached for the lamp on his bedside and switched it on, defeating the
AlexanderIt was phenomenal, her being in his arms and her little fragile body pressed with his hard one, it was something he had always imagined with her. Her warmth was soothing him, all the tiredness and strain vanished in thin air.His body was relaxed, but he could not say the same about her squirming and quivering body. He perceived she was scared, but he was not willing to let her go. How could he? He wanted her close to him.He had maintained his distance from her for a long time, but how long could hold his beast?It only caused him anguish and desolation. Alexander perceived the effect she had on him was harmful. Menacing and treacherous. But he could not find himself being able to stay away from her.The sound of her soft cries and sobs coerced him to embrace her a little tighter. She loathed it, but he didn't care. He wanted her by his side and she would be, whether she liked it or not. It is better for her to learn as soon as possible that she is never getting away from m
Her eyes would not shift from the luxury polished window before her. The beads of the rain were as clear as a crystal, and the pitter-patter sound of the drizzles was giving her a bizarre comfort, as the raindrops battered on the glossy window. It had been raining all day, the day was breezy and boisterous. She glanced around the clock and found out it was 2 p.m.How long has it been raining? She thought to herself. It was not a usual thing to rain all day but she liked it. She liked looking out at the rain. But, she wished she could get out of the house, into the garden, just to feel the drizzles on her hand. It was not possible, she works there, and she could not just think about enjoying her time in the rain when there are tons of work due.However, she perked up and walked towards the window. She could at least watch closely, right? Her palm involuntarily touched the window and she could feel the moisture on her skin and the coldness of the breezy weather. How delightful sight was
The Christmas holiday was close, and some of the girls who worked there already received their letter of approval for the holiday break. She did not know if Alexander allowed them to leave for Christmas break, or if Ela was in charge of things like this. Although, she did hear Ela talking to Alexander last night over the call. She did not mean to eavesdrop, it was unintentional.They were standing in the kitchen, talking to each other. They were happy to finally be able to leave for their home after a very long time. For a moment, she thought of her previous Christian holidays with Caroline. Emma's face lit up with a bright smile thinking she would be seeing her very soon. She could not wait! Christmas without family is displeasing, this is the day families spend time together without any fights or disagreement and she wished to spend all her Christmas with Caroline."Oh my god! I cannot wait to go back to my parents!" Squealed Yuna. She was the first to get her letter of approval. Emm