Lately Zen has been busy with his phone 24/7, I often see him giggling and laughing on the phone. I wonder who’s on the other side of the call. I won’t lie but something inside me burns. My heart, it hurts, I feel jealous and I feel like I should be the reason behind his precious laugh. I should be the one he should be with, I should be the one he says ‘I love you’ to. I’m being too selfish aren’t I? But I guess I am selfish when it comes to him. No matter how much I try, my love for him only gets deeper and deeper. It’s getting very difficult for me to see him just as my friend. I won’t lie, but when he said that night was a mistake, it hurt. Because for me it wasn’t a mistake it was something I longed for.
Life has been hard lately, incident from that night keeps replaying inside my head. Hearing Zen say that ‘I’m just a maid’ has gotten me back to my senses. I was flying high up in the sky all these years, now suddenly it feels like someone ripped off my wings. I fell so hard on the ground that all my dreams, my wishes shattered into million pieces. Never in my life had I thought, out of all the people, Zen will talk to me in this manner. My heart is broken forever now, I don’t know if I will ever be able to collect the broken pieces of my soul.The smile from my lips has go
I sat by the main entrance of the house and waited for Zen. They can’t throw me out of the house for something that I didn’t even do. The sun is about to set, it’s going to get dark. I feel lost, hurt but mostly I'm scared; thinking, what is about to come my way next. Not once did he try to stop her, does he hate me that much now? Just because of my stupidity? I know, they want me to g
It has been few days since I have been staying in this park. Somewhere deep inside, I thought Zen would come looking for me, or else send someone to look for me; but nothing happened. I must be a very big idiot that I’m still waiting for him to come and save me like always.Every day I go around looking for a job, I have visited every restaurant place around, every store to get a job but no one helped. Some of them said no nicely, but some of them pushed me out and behaved so badly. Life took such a turn, that with every step I’m breaking down.
Loud booming noise starts ringing in my ear, I try to open my eyes but the lids feel so heavy that it starts closing on its own. I touch my body to feel my clothes to see if they were still on me or not. And luckily my clothes are on, they are just very wet. Finally I open my eyes wide a
“No I won’t! I don’t want to strip in front of all these men! No!!” I scream trying to push Jake off me.He is trying to take my clothes off my body to get me to wear that god awful piece of lingerie. It looks so provocative, I have never seen one in my life and let alone wear one. My hands are pinned up above my head with one of his large hand tightly holding them in place. I scream and try to push him off me with all the force that I have but I fail miserably. He pushes his left knee in between my thighs to spread them apart. With his other hand he starts pulling off my trousers; a loud
It’s been a few weeks since I have been stuck here; I’m kind of getting used to it. Free food, free shelter and shit tonnes of cocaine to snort. My arms were getting really bruised by the needle poking, so Jake decided to make me snort them up; well he didn’t have to make me, I did it on my own. He showed me how to do the first blow; he took out a dollar bill and rolled it up. Next he took out a visiting card of the club and lined up the white powder he poured on the floor and the next thing I saw blew my mind; in one go he snorted the line up his nose using the rolled up dollar bill. Trust me I tried to fight myself from taking anymore, but my body craves it. To be completely ho
“I don’t want to.” I stare at myself in the mirror of the dressing room. Jake, who is sitting on a chair behind me, has been ogling at me ever since I have put on the lingerie set Cheryl gave me. It is a red two piece; it has detailing of flowers that are embroidered on both the bra and the thong. Most of it is made out of mesh fabric, only the risky parts are hidden behind the flowers. Why did they even bother hiding those; might just have exposed them all at once. She gave me a pair of red thigh garters to go with the set and a very high pair of heels.
“Finally found you, Isabelle Davis.” It’s Joe, my high school bully, the guy who got beaten up by Zen because he was trying to sexually harass me. Now, he is sitting in front of me, with a cigarette in his hand, man spreading, with a smirk on his face. By reading his face, I can tell the awful things that are going to go down. I know he will take his revenge, as much as I know him from my high school days he’s a very ‘an eye for an eye’ type of guy. I was the reason he got beaten up so badly, he will make sure he puts me back to my place. And I don’t even have Zen around to save me this time. I don’t know whether I
To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a short preview of the book. Enjoy.“What is your name?” A deep voice of a man echoes throughout the poorly lit room.Daniel, who is cuffed to a white medical bed, can barely see anything. Small beads of sweat are pooling on his forehead due to the humidity and hot temperature of the room. His blurry
The distant calling of a voice makes me open my eyes; all I see is clear blue sky in front of me. “Tim?” I whisper closing my eyes again as a recollection of the moments of Joe taking him away starts flooding my mind. “Isabelle? Are you okay? He is right here look.” I hear Zen say. “Mom, are you okay?” I feel a small head on my chest and a pair of arms wrapping themselves around my body.
It has been a few days since that whole incident went down in the strip club. The police have been looking for Daniel but they have no trace of where he might be or what might have happened to him. It saddens me to realize that I might not ever be able to see him ever again. Zen has been very supportive of me, he is just wonderful, he is trying to take both Tim and I under his wing. He insisted on getting Tim admitted to a school here so I gave in and let him do it. Zen got all our stuff shifted here and he gave me full liberty on any changes I want to make around the house. He is treating me as if we are married, it’s funny how sometimes he just says ‘Honey I’m home’ after he arrives from his office. Life has suddenly taken a turn for the good, the past s
We have been in Zen’s place for hours now, after putting Tim to bed I went down to the living room where Zen has been pacing back and forth for hours. My whole body has given up and I have been sitting on the couch almost lying on it with a blanket wrapped around my body.“Now can you tell me what happened in there?” I ask while I watch him sit on the single couch in front of me. “There’s no Rosie, there’s no one by that name. No one at all,
“How did she die?” I ask slowly letting him go. He doesn’t let go of me and keeps on holding me tightly and gives my body a tight squeeze before completely letting it go. Zen looks at his lap and fidgets with his fingers and sighs heavily and slowly looks up at me. “After you... after the whole incident with you um... she got into a car accident after a month you were gone.” He looks around not being able to look into my eyes. “I’m so sorry, hope she is in peace.” I slowly pat his back. “I was expecting you at the funeral, it was all over the news thought you saw and you would come.” He slowly smiles at me.A chuckle comes out of my mouth, he doesn’t even have any idea what my life was going through, come to his mother’s funeral right, and I have to be free to be able to go some place. “I really didn’t have access to a TV you know, living in a park bench doesn’t let you have those luxuries. And after you have been kidnapped and drugged you really don’t have the right mindset to get new
The night sky feels darker than usual; the full moon shines brighter. Wind from the open window is making the curtain flow with it, lying on my bed I stare out the window with Tim in my arms. He is fast asleep; his head is resting on my chest. There’s a weird pain in my chest, images of Zen keeps on popping up in my head. I can’t believe I saw him here, I thought never in my life will I see him again but today I did. He looks so matured now; he looks a lot like his father. I guess he did join their company, of course he did his mother always wanted him to. Seeing him has stirred up the emotions that I was hiding deep within me. I don’t even want to see him again, I hate him; I hate everything about him. Closing my eyes I pull Tim closer to my chest and try to sleep.
When I reached Athens after changing trains from station to station, I was welcomed by Ms. Nora, who was my gynecologist, her friend Rosaline. Rosaline is medium built, in her late 40s’, kind woman; she was there in the station to welcome me.She took me to the shelter and kept me there for a few days while she helped me get a job and get a room as a paying guest in a house. Which she was successful at doing, she found a job for me as a waitress in a small cafe by the sandy creek beach. The house that she selected was an ‘all girls’ paying guest house, where several other girls live all together.The first couple months were hard on me, as I had to save most of the money I earned because the last few months of my pregnancy I wou