Eva POV
" no no no no.... no please don't lock me here again.... no please", I cried and ran to the door which was closed as the devil walked out.
I tried opening the lock but it didn't work...
" veto unlock", I said looking at the door but even the door absorbed the magic and didn't open. I was depressed and this was the only thing I was scared of. I was locked again and my head was wobbling with mystomach making clots of rotten feeling in me. I wanted to be free and this room was hurting me. These four walls are nothing but a prison. I held my head and started racing around to think of a solution. I took five races before my head started aching and I stopped.
With determination and power in my arm I showed my palm to the door and screamed,
" veto unlock ve de ash", but nothing happened.
All my efforts were in vein and slowly I was wrinkling and was returning back to the prisoners mindset.
" you know you can't do that", James the metal body humanoid robot said.
" I always wanted to be like a human and now here when I see something human, I gets stuck with the most annoying part of it", I said disgruntled.
It was useless being with a talkative robot who literally is not made to guide witches but humans. I sat on the dining table. The food was ready and it was flying everywhere waiting for someone to take the table. I have lived everywhere in this year of freedom but I must admit that I always wanted this food. It is delicious with an aroma that no one can forget. I this though I am in a tensed situation would never say no to this food.
" shall I help you with something?" the robot asked again.
I remembered the days in that lone villa of humans with a radio playing ne songs while I eat,
" yes", I said.
" play me a song while I eat" I said.
The robot started playing the horrible pop music with such loud noise that it made all my attention to the music rather than food
" no no ... olay me something sweet melodious... romantic I prefer" I said.
The robot tuned into the urban melody with a but of sweet romantic lyrics perfect for a dinner. The rice was placed with the exquisite gravy in front of me. I used my fork into one of the meat pieces through gravy when the door opened,
" ooh what a lovely welcome... with such a musical entry. I love this romantic lyrics love", The devil said.
He was wearing a white shirt with blood on his chest. His hands were soaked in blood too and sweat all over his body. I don't know whom he had been messing till now neither do I care.
" I thought I mentioned that we will be dancing tomorrow but your notorious paths makes me wanting to dance now", he continued as if talking to himself.
He rushed into the room to get ready while I kept eating. I should indeed act as a good wife and wait for my husband to get back to the table so that we can have a happy family dinner but these things felt good only in my fantasy dreams. I kept on eating and didn't wait for him.
However, how can I forget that my husband is a supernatural witch who just required a few seconds to get rid of his dirty clothes. He came out of the room within a few seconds. He was now wearing a grey colored shirt with white shorts. He sat in front of me and the plates overturned providing him with the same food. He started playing with his fork and spoon silently. I don't know why but I don't really adore his silence. That kills me inside and it gets really awkward. I however have to bend my all the egoistic morals to talk to him or to atleast start a conversation,
" where are we going tomorrow?", I asked him.
" ooh that will be a surprise for you my love", he said as he swallowed a huge meat piece.
" why did you forgive me?" I asked out of all idiotic curiosity.
" ooh... I didn't knew that you loved your punishments so much love.... wasn't Max able to satisfy you?", He asked.
" I didn't mean that", I screamed at once. I surely didn't want to hear about Max from him. I can't really underestimate his mood swing and have no idea when he will change the subject from affair of Max to his murder.
I preffeerd keeping quite then. I ate my food and recovered from my psychosis. I walked to my old room. The rook with a large sized bedroom and a huge window. It was the same window from where I used to admire the beautiful sky and the same window through which I broke from this prison. I opened my wardrobe, it had all my special clothes. Though the choices were of the devil but still these were such classy clothes that can never be forgotten.
I removed my heels and climbed the bouncy bed. I laid my head over the pillow and was about to sleep when Damon entered.
I at once got up and asked him,
" you are not going to sleep here... are you?" I asked.
" well I am...", he said.
He came and slept beside me withiit speaking an another word. I don't know why but he was being kind today, he didn't force me at all and did respect my space. Something was seriously wrong with him and I was not able to figure out what. I was still beside him and closed my eyes to sleep because I was actually relieved of all the tortures that he intends to provide me....
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