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24. Screwed
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Ruthless 25.Marry him!?
Celia With every step I made towards the room,308, my every beat got louder and harder, faster and sounder, tremendous and wild. I am surprisingly neither enraged nor offended. I was infuriated - before I ran to the ground floor and tried to get out of here. But the old man, Elijah blocked my way. His visage was a blank white sheet, for a second, he opened his mouth to say something, then he wore the mask again. He put a lot of effort to say the first sentence as if he is trying to grab the words. But I really could not distinguish his mood between being commanding and requesting. He looked and sounded bossy whereas his words felt like they made a plea. "He is a bad man. I am thinking that you wanted to run away from him. If you don't do it seriously, you will be forever caught with him. And if you did that, I hope you cope with him." Did I hear that right? He is willing to let me go, but why do I receive this
Ruthless 26. Complicated
Celia "So,you are saying that the man who had been nothing but selfish to you approached you after two months and asked you to move in because he missed you?" This is the twentieth time Sasha asked me that same damn question. I am exhausted of nodding my head. "You said yes?" She raised her eyebrow. I nodded again. Releasing a deep breath that felt like she held since the moment I dropped the bomb,she leaned onto the railing of the stairs. She crossed her hands over her chest and remained silent for sometime. Abruptly,she stomped on the stairs to terrace. "I need more air." She said while swaying her hands in the air near her face. "Let me get this clear. The man who had been nothing but selfish to you approached you after two months and asked you to move in because he missed you?"She started again.&nb
Ruthless 27.Imprisoned
Celia I am looking at everyone's parents capturing the events of their children's graduation. I am in the med school. If only mom and grandpa were alive,I wouldn't feel this disolate. Cayden had not come yet. He didn't say anything about coming on this day as he was not in contact for last five days. But I was expecting him. I looked out of the window tired of watching all the fathers being so proud of their daughters. My eyes caught the sight of ridiculously beautiful van. It was Cayden's friend. He is here. They are here. I know that he won't miss a day like this. I ran to the car laughing loudly thinking of how I'm gonna torture those poor souls for being this late. Only Marcus came out of the van. I bend my head to see behind him. Cayden wasn't there. My hopes had not faded so is my smile. For some reason,Marcus was sad,his eyes are glossy. As if he read what's in my
Ruthless 28. Change of event
Celia "He is not just capable of detaining you,Mrs. King. He can lop off your license. You will never be able to practice medicine. I advise you to sit tight at your home until he comes back. I will not inform Mr. King, your attempt to escape. If you do that again I'm afraid I should…." I stopped him by raising my palm, "One - I am not Mrs. King. I will never be Mrs. King. You can call me Celia,not even Miss. Davis. Two - if your master doesn't come home by this evening or if he doesn't allow me to go out by this very evening,I am afraid, I'll tear every paper this house has, I'll smash everything it contains." I stomped back to my room slamming the doors. In the last twenty hours,only I know how many plans I had in my mind to get out. I even acted like I had a heart attack. Turns out I am not a good actress. I got caught. Then I tricked them, I was caught again. I disguised
Ruthless 29.What is he?
Celia's POV He is lying on his stomach with his arms up above his head on either side. He went into a deep sleep the instant he fell on the bed. He neither moved nor woke up in between. It is 10 in the morning and he hasn't gotten up yet. He took my sleep away by scaring me and then startling me with that envelope. I was in a daze the entire night contemplating everything he has been doing. And there he is sleeping soundly. Nothing bothered him while he was asleep. He still has his shoes on. His skin's tanned. Because,I turned into a Mother Theresa, I laid a pillow below his head. He still looked beautiful, peaceful and vulnerable that I couldn't take off my eyes from him. Funny right! Last night I was frightened to death because of this man and now I'm appreciating his countenance. He needed to shave badly. Because the growth of beard is hiding the boy behind the face of man. After sometime of me watching
Ruthless 30. Devastated
Celia's POV Ever felt like you board a train unconsciously and travelled with strangers? You are crossing rivers, running into tunnels, forests, but you don't know where you are going until you find a spot and felt, "Oh, That's my destination. I have to depart now. " That's what my life has become now. It is like I am travelling without a destination and at some point,I spot the place where I live in. I've been going to hospital and then exploring unknown places. Sometimes,I even forgot the way to reach "home" that I am seeking Google's help. My credit card was much used at gas filling stations than at any other places. When I reach home,I don't find him. I am living by myself like a bat in a haunted house. He would go out before I even wake up and comes back after I was asleep. Sometimes,I would hear his footsteps outside my room. Deep down, I want him to or at least I expect him
Ruthless 31.Realisation
Celia's POV Alexander has not returned. He has not even called which clearly meant that he is never gonna come to my aid. Motivating myself, something that I always do, I have started to run the errands at the hospital. But the sudden disperse of Alexander like that yesterday felt like twisting a knife in my gut. The pain,hurt, embarrassment stays forever. "Dr. Celia?" "Hmm?" "Dr. Wilson has summoned you." My juniors around looked at each other faces as if they just heard something awful and looked at me as if they some saw something meretricious. Rumours really pass quickly, but truth doesn't. And the funny fact is no one wants to know about it either. They believe in what ever they are fed with. Do they even have a self? I touched the pocket of my lab coat to make sure that I had my knife in there. Something terrible is g
Ruthless 32. Laughter
Celia's POV I saw him regretting what he did to me. The pain he holds is apparent in his face. For a second, I want to console him, when I was the one who is beyond shattered. I couldn't help him in anyway. He looked devastated. But the fact that his own actions brought this consequences cannot be changed. I let him hurt, feel the pain and let him stay broken. There is a painful silence, perhaps it is all that we needed right now. He let out a breath, all his burdening agony came out in the form of a gas. "I was an outcast too." He finally spoke. I highly doubt that. I had imagined him like a guy from all the high school novels with a rich gang containing all the handsome and cocky friends,like a bullies whom the whole school is frightened of. This is another shock he gave me today. He noticed my reaction for his words and said, "It's true. Did you hear about my mother?" I nodded remem
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