I looked around the cottage.
He was back in his room.
'Maybe I can just slip out ' I thought to myself.
Tiptoeing across the room I opened the main entry door.
The moment I stepped outside the door.
"If you run, I will just drag you back in."The mystery man's voice came.
I didn't even know the man's name.
I was about to run when a hand came on my shoulder.
I yelped and shrieked.
"Are you crazy? Don't ever scare me like that again." I scolded him.
I kept my palm on my chest to feel my heart beating crazily.
I looked back to see it as 'the mystery man standing behind me laughing.
"You should have seen your face. It looked as if you saw a freaking ghost " He said still laughing.
I rolled my eyes and went inside in defeat.
I had no choice and leaving in such a condition might be dangerous for me. I have to stay at least till the car of his is back.
I looked at him to see he was staring at me. I felt my cheeks burn. Yes!!!! I was blushing even in this situation.
"What is your name?" I asked.
"Stephan. What about you ?" He questioned.
"What about me ?" I asked playing dumb.
"Your name." He asked annoyed.
This guy needs some serious patience and anger management class.
Jerk!
"Beverly," I answered. " Where will I sleep?'' I continued.
He rolled his eyes and pointed to a room.
I started walking towards the room and turned the knob when that jerk spoke again.
"I would appreciate it if you would stay in your room and make zero noise. Don't go to any other rooms. If you need anything just ask. Don't go wandering anywhere cuz I am not going to risk my sleep just to save you. " He finished.
"Okaay, Mr.I -love-to-pick-on-helpless-girls-and-be-a-stupid-jerk-and-prick-to-them."
I bowed to him sarcastically and went inside the door quickly not eager to witness any reaction to him.
I heard him pacing back and forth and then go to his room.
I sighed.
My life is sooo pathetic.
The room was simple with a small bed, a closet, a small bedside table, and a bathroom.
I filled the cupboard with my only supplies, had a bath, and put on the clothes I and brought.
I washed the clothes I was wearing and dried them on a stand.
I placed my copy of Romeo and Juliet on the table. And started checking my bag if I left something.
I felt something in my bag. Something heavy. I dug inside the bag to find my pink iPod.
"Yes!" I don't know how it came in my bag since Flint didn't allow me to carry any electronics but I was thankful and all.
I took out my earphones plugged it in and tucked myself to sleep.
Soon my mind was filled with music and I fell asleep.
I soon woke up to a pounding on my door.
"What the hell''
I opened the door to see Stephan he was wearing a black hoodie and pajama pants.
"Yes?"I asked in mock politeness.
"I need to know why you came here," He told me angrily.
Seriously!It is freakin 6 in the morning and this guy is asking me questions he should have asked yesterday. And the mood swings of his!
"Cuz I needed help," I told.
''Why?"
"Because I ran away''
"Why"
"I don't wanna talk about it." I told him simply
"Why"
"I don't wanna talk about it," I told him simply.
"You are living in my house. I want answers." He said angrily.
"I am not ready to talk about"
"It's obvious why someone hurt you. You are so irritating and stubborn " He yelled.
I looked at him in bewilderment. Tears were now falling from my eyes. I was shaking in anger.
"I was being abused. You jerk!. I was abused because of someone's desire for money. For money. Just imagine. My existence was being troubled for money. Did you think that? Did you know I would get hit just for talking to someone? No! No one deserves to get treated like that ." I screamed.
He flinched. He looked shocked. Just taken aback.
"I hate you. I am done. I am leaving this place this instance and don't worry I will not die near your so-called 'world'" I choked out sobbing.
I quickly packed my bag and the moment I was about to leave the room, my head started spinning and soon I was consumed with darkness.
I fainted.
Yes I did.