CHAPTER 5- I got you

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Luckly I have a TV in my room.

I've been watching it for the past 4 hours and now my eyes hurt.

I'm thirsty too

I pause the movie playing on the screen and walk down to get some water.

After drinking it I decided not to go back to my room but to explore a little.

I walk into the garden through the backdoor in the kitchen. It's beautiful.

Parallel bands of red roses surround a big water fountain in between.

Looks literally out of Pinterest

They have a huge property which is surrounded by huge walls.

No escape I guess. But what if I climb a tree and jump over the wall at night?

"What are you doing here?" Someone calls from behind

I turn over to see an unknown face with a gun hanging on his waist.

A guard I think?

"I was just-"

"Who let you out," he cuts me and steps forward with an evil smile

I don't get good vibes

I step backward," I..I just came downstairs t-to"

He snakes his hand around my waist and yanks me towards him. His face is too close to mine.

"What are-"

"Shut up. Don't make a noise or it won't be good," he whispers in my ears.

His one hand travels a little down my hips. I try to push him but he's too strong

"Leave me," I snap at him but he looks offended

He grabs my hair from behind and pulls it with force. I scream with pain as my hair roots stretch under his tight grip.

He leans closer and his lips make contact with my neck.

This can't be happening

I try to push him down with full force but he doesn't move a flinch.

"Bitch just stop moving," he hisses under my neck

"Don't-"

Before I can complete my sentence, he pulls back and slaps me across my face making me stumble back and fall. The slap leaving a stinging effect on my cheek.

"Whore I said stop moving," he whisper yells at me so no one listens and marches towards me again.

"Move one more step towards her and you wish I would killed you in another way" a voice comes from behind

Tears form in my eyes blurring my vision

Someone comes behind me and I flinch as someone's hands come in contact with me to lift

"It's me Amore, don't worry," he says

I know this voice and I somehow feel safe near him

He lifts me from ground and wraps his hand around me, I hug him in return and let it all out.

I sob silently in his chest and his one hand caresses my head," it's ok amore"

"Take him in the basement," he further says to someone else.

"No, leave me. She jumped on me. she was trying to escape," the person who slapped me was screaming in his defence

"I-i was not....... he...came...and...," I try to tell him but I choke on my tears.

"It's ok," he soothes me.

I pull away from him because it's weird that I'm crying on his chest and ruining his shirt.

"S-sorry.....y-your...shirt," I say between my sobs

"I can buy a million shirts, doesn't matter. Let's get to your room," he says looking at me

I slowly nod and try to control my sobs but those weird post-sobbing hiccups start.

He must be thinking I'm such a baby

On our way to the room, he keeps his one hand on my lower wrist.

He opens the door for us and we step in.

I sit on the edge of the bed and he walks to the side table to bring me some water

"Thanks," I say as I take the glass from his hands

After taking a few sips, I hand the glass back to him

He sits by my side on the bed and we both remain silent. I look down at my fingers and start playing with them.

A couple of minutes later, he places his hand on my hand.

" I-"
"No need to explain," he says and gives my hand a little squeeze.

"You good ?" he further asks

I nod keeping my head down, tears run down my face as I try to collect myself

He places his one finger under my chin and lifts it making me face him

Tears in my eyes blurred my vision. before I could reach my face to wipe them, he wipes them with his thumb and cup my cheeks.

"Don't cry please," he whispers slowly and wraps his hands around me

I bury my head in the crook of his neck as he rubs circles on my back, soon my eyes start to feel heavy and I let the blackness absorb me.






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