I glare him when he put down the tray full of food. I didn't want to just see it. What I want is for him to remove this chain because my wrist is so red from the pain.
"Eat." he said, and took the chair, where he sat down and faced me squarely.
He loosened his neck tie. I don't know if he just got home from work or just on his way.
Seriously? How can I eat?
His two eyebrows met and he noticed that my hands were tied.
He came to me and pulled my hair, but I avoided it. "What do you want to happen?" and continued to stare at him evilly.
His jaw tense, "I want you to feel the pain. Is it hurt?" he asked directly.
I looked at him in disbelief. A Pain? What kind of person is this? Why is he doing this? Why does he want me to feel this?
Six years ago, I already felt the pain...burden rather. I met his gaze. I took a deep breath and turned away from him, saying, "We can talk. I won't resent her to you."
Is that all he wants and needs to be led here? Yes, I will not deny my daughter to him, but once I get my daughter, I will do everything so that he does not see her. Selfish? No, I'm not
I tried to forget him for six years and am still forgetting him.
There's only one thing on my mind right now, maybe my co-workers are looking for me and Ganna at her school, I can't think of a way to get away from here, but I need to know from her where my daughter is. The thought of him taking it away from me is something I cannot accept.
The door slammed, and I peeked, and he was gone. I just looked at the tray that was lying on top of the bed.
Until now, my hips are still hurting. I tried to move it, but it hurt more.
I just lay there and kept shaking the chain. My hand was also shaking. I swallowed.
"I can't do this anymore." I whispered, annoyed and mixed emotions poured out of me, shaking it, I was already irritated.
My eyes started to tear again, so I tried to stop it.
I heard the footsteps again that I didn't want to hear.
It must be him again.
I heard the door open, and it gradually approached me. I still can't face those face.
"Love." he said, and I was weak again. Fuck Liam!
"You need to eat." He begged, Wait, what? he? begging?
The bed sank. I didn't pay attention to him yet.
I was soft and felt like a broken vase when he touched me, as if he hadn't hurt me.
"I'm sorry, Gee," he says.
When he said that, I faced him, he was only wearing a white t-shirt and cargo pants, but I was stunned when a tear filled his right eye. I clenched my fists,
"Stop!" I said. I looked away, "Stop whatever trick you are doing. I've forgotten about you since that day, and I no longer have feelings for you."I said, the pain. It's as if my heart is being pierced by millions.
His eyes widened. He wrapped me in a hug and hit my side.
"It-it hurts." I'm pointing to the side.
He's hugging me, fuck! What should i do? I wanted to push him away, I really wanted to.
"STOP LIAM! GET OFF! " I don't care what I am saying, all I want is to get away from him.
He faced me, and his face is wet with tears.
"WHY?"
I tried to suppress my feelings for him.
"Let's talk, get these things off." I said firmly.
My hands loosened, I still couldn't move it and I was slowly caressing it. It was very red and had a little wound.
He looked at me lazily, I softened at those looks and immediately turned away.
"Gee, let's talk" and he grabbed my hand, but I moved it away.
"Don't touch me," I said, even though he had already done so.
His jaw tensed and he breathed deeply again. Was he annoyed?
But I don't care.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask as I remember what he did to me. Just remembering it is like beating me.
"Because you deserve it."
I was stunned. I deserved That was the most painful thing I've ever heard in my entire life, even more painful than the physical pain he inflicted.
I don't know that I deserve to feel pain both emotionally and physically. It feels as if my heart is being squeezed.
I'm still dumbfounded. I can't look at him or even look at him because YES! I'M HURTING.
I want to get up and run away, I want to leave the place or just leave. I want to suddenly disappear in front of him.
Then I feel his hand caressing mine, and this time I can't even pull my hands away. The corners of my eyes are getting hot.
"Why?" I said softly enough for him to hear.
But before I heard his answer, I ran out the door, I heard him cursing very angry.
I didn't know where to go and I just ran when I saw some doors. I opened one but it was locked. My tears came first and anytime I would break down, but I didn't want to pay attention to my feelings. The important thing is that I don't wanna see him and get away from him.
"GIANNE! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" he shouted angrily "DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO ESCAPE ME WOMAN!"
Suddenly, a door opened, and I immediately went in there and locked it. I couldn't take it anymore, so I fell on the floor. I was slowly being destroyed by this feeling, I brushed my hair and poured it all...EVERYTHING!
WHY ON EARTH SHOULD I HAVE TO FEEL THIS SHIT!
Why do I need to see him?!
It hurts me a lot.
Especially when he called me by that name 'Gee'.
I smiled mischievously, "Fuck, I'm not Gee!" and i will never be her!
The door slammed. I just let him.
"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!"
Doesn't he feel it?! Doesn't he know it hurts?!
"GIANNE! OPEN! LOVE FUCK!"
I shook my head and covered my ears.
"Please! SPEAK UP!"
I remembered that room earlier, my pictures. I don't know why it's there or what he's doing with it. T-that b-blood! I know it's blood. But why? I don't understand him, why is he doing this?
At that amusement park, I didn't know that would be the thing that would separate me to my daughter. Has he been watching us for a long time?
"Love, open this door." His voice became soft.
"No! Give me my daughter first! " I shouted, No matter what he does, I will not follow him!
He suddenly became silent. I don't know what he was doing. Well, if he doesn't want to let me go, I have to think of a way right now!
I stood up and looked around the room. It was dark but not like the room he put me in. I saw the big curtain and the moonlight peeking through it.
I walked around the whole thing and it was more spacious, but there was nothing I could use. I opened the curtain and the open balcony was revealed to me. I came to life and I saw the surroundings, including the cloudy sky. I thought of a way.
I need to go downstairs. I need a rope!
I searched every corner, but I didn't find anything that could be a tie.
I don't have a choice; I'm going to jump.
I looked at the bottom, and I was a little overwhelmed, although not at the top. I stepped on my foot but stopped.
I remember the curtain!
Why did I just think of it now? I was so confused that I didn't know. I went back and reached for the curtain and removed it. It was thick.
But I heard the sound of a key. I got nervous and hurried. But I was so nervous that I couldn't tie the curtain to the railings.
The door suddenly opened as I jumped.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" I shouted and slid along the curtain.
"GIANNE!" he shouted.
I don't know a way to go, and I felt like my left leg injured. I forced myself to stand up and look at him before running away.
He is very angry. I don't want to see his anger because when he catches me, it seems like he will do something bad. But I will not let him.
I didn't know where to go. I just stumbled upon a.....
"Wh-what the hell?" and my eyes lifted up.
I'm in a forest... should I say I'm in a jungle?
A laugh surfaced, and I was stunned that he was behind me.
"How come..."