Chapter 2

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Castrene Rose Dawson

It can't be him. It cannot be.

I already hurt him. I broke his heart. I made sure that he'll left me alone. It's not him. Two years have passed since that accident and it still haunts me. Exhaustion took a toll in my body as I lowered myself in the tub.

I sighed when the warm water eases the knots and tensed muscles in my body. This is so satisfying, after a long and tiring work, this is just so relaxing. After washing myself, I put some of my favorite lotion and changed in my pajamas which consists of an over-sized white shirt.

Drying my hair, I brushed it and made my way towards my bed. I needed some rest tonight after what happened earlier, preferably a long hour sleep. As I lay down, I pulled the comforter and rests my head on the pillow. My head started to hurt from thinking to much about what happened earlier.

I blushed and tap my cheeks slightly when I remembered the mysterious man. His eyes are so beautiful, I bet he's a beautiful man. My body started to tingle when I think about what we did in the room. I shook my head and turned off the lamp as I let the darkness consume me.

Hushed voices woke me up in deep slumber. A pain like pinch in my neck made me gasped in pain as I reached out my hand and touched the spot only to whimpered when it stung. I slowly opened my eyes and froze when I saw three silhouettes in my room, my heart started beating fast as my hands became clammy.

My eyebrows knitted in confusion as I tried standing up but failed only. My arms and legs started to feel numb as I tried moving my fingers. Nervousness filled my body as my vision started to becomes blurry. My throat becomes dry and I reached to scratch it.

I screamed and trashed as their heads snapped to my way. I panicked and sat up, I tried standing up but my weight suddenly pulled me back as I clutched my head in pain. Light flicked, darkness vanished as I squinted my eyes and I looked at the intruders.

A gasp came out from my lips when I saw the man in the middle. He can't be here. But how? How did he find me? I tried to stand up but my body started to become heavy as my legs turned into jelly. I gasped for air as dizziness started to come. My body dropped at the edge of the bed as I looked at them, particularly at him.

He's back.

Sylas is back.

He's going to hurt me.

He's going to have a revenge.

His eyes turned black as tears started to flow from my eyes. I can't do anything, my body feels so heavy. I raised my shaky hands and looked at them, I blinked my eyes trying to remove the blurriness. He walked with his long legs in wide four strides and crouch in front of me, his eyes twinkling with mischief and satisfaction.

I cried even harder but no sounds came out from my mouth as tears silently flowed. He didn't changed at all. He's still so handsome and cunning. My form shook from fear as his hands brushed away the hair from my face while I closed my eyes tightly, praying that this is just another nightmare, but I was so wrong. It's the reality.

My body feels so heavy as I try to lift my hands or even my fingers but nothing. It was useless, I'm paralyzed. He smirked and lifted his hand showing me an empty syringe. My heart soars in fear when I realized he injected something in me.

"I said that I would see you soon right?" He said as he smirked. Realization struck me.

He's the mysterious man in the club. That's why his eyes, moves and voice are all familiar. He stood up and chuckled darkly as he looked around my apartment. My tears didn't stop as I follow him with my eyes.

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