Gianne's POV
I just stared at the paper bag he gave me. I had just finished eating. But I thought of something today, and I was stupid enough to forget my cellphone.
I don't know where it is. The last time I checked my phone was the day I saw him at the condo.
He still hasn't come back here after we talked. Well, it wasn't a sensible conversation.
He should be here, but he's not yet. I can't hear anything outside because this room is soundproof. There is nothing else here but the photos, and what is written on the wall. It's not very fragrant, but when I got close to it, I could smell slimy.
I hope he doesn't come back. I remember how he took advantage of me.
The thought of that tears my soul apart. I took a deep breath. Little by little, a plan formed in my mind.
I reached for the paper bag and looked at the inside. It's clothes. I haven't changed for a few days now, and I hate it so much.
I want to take a bath, but how? Yes, where?
I sighed and took out all the clothes one by one. They were simple. I also opened the two paper bags and saw the undergarments. They were simple too,but then I saw the tag.
"Jusmio!" I slapped on the forehead.
"Two thousand for a pair of panties?" I whispered softly and shouted its brand, Louis Vuitton.
Others are Chanel and Victoria's Secret, and have red and black lingerie. I winced. since it doesn't come from my pocket.
I put it aside and just chose what to wear. Even if I didn't want to, I couldn't do anything until I got out of here.
But I stopped fixing it. I turned it all over.
Will I wear it? or they are just a trap to make him look I am indebted to him in the end.
But he liked it and I didn't like it.
I took my change of clothes and hid the rest in the paper bag. I put it on the edge of the bed and once again I was struck by the photos on the wall as I turn. I shook my head in disbelief.
How does he do these things?
"He's crazy." and I slowly headed towards it.
A photo gets my attention. I couldn't stop it and the corners of my eyes warmed up again. I slowly hold it and get it in the wall.
"It was just so nice to be happy...again."
It was me and liam here together with geanna, russel, calem, olivia and...
"Adam." I whispered softly.
I dropped it on the table and left the room, but I hesitated. I hadn't even turned the doorknob when my heart started beating faster.
Come what may,
I rotated it and very happy that it was not locked.
I slowly opened it and revealed the quiet hallway. There is also a black carpet.
I looked at the doors and at the room he brought me to a few days ago. The vintage room.
I took that for granted. I made my way down the stairs, carefully and noiselessly.
I hug the clothes I intend to change into.
I saw the whole living room, as I could see all the things were covered with white cloth, I grabbed the chair and held it in my palm.
Not that dusty.
I continued to look around the living room when my eyes caught the door.
"Shit!" I am so happy!
I glance the stairs and watched where he could appear and quickly headed for the door.
The speed of the heartbeat stopped. Making a noise, I made a noise!
I looked at the floor, it's a bottle of wine. I closed my eyes tightly because I knew I'm doom and waiting for footsteps.
I stayed in that position for a few seconds, expecting a man to grab me, but nothing.
I opened my eyes and ran to the door, trying to open it, but it wouldn't.
I also feel pain in my leg because it has not healed completely yet.
I've been here for a few minutes, but nothing is happening.
"Fuck you, Liam," I muttered as I sat down, sweating.
I do not know what to do.
M-My plan earlier.
I shook my head; he wasn't here yet. I will do that when he have here.
How can I escape from this shithouse or whatever this is?
I washed my face and went up again. I was holding the doorknob, but I also let it go and went straight to the Vintage Room.
I was nervous going up thinking he might catch me. I was wondering when he wasn't here yet. I deflected that thought.
"god, Liam, why are you doing this to me?"
LIAM's POV
I put the papers on the desk and glancing the person in front of me.
"Where is he?" I gritted my teeth.
"Sir, he just called three hours ago and he said...he's in the barrio Vimos."
I shout at him and widen my tie. god! This is so frustrating! Fuck!
I pointed at him. "I'll kill you when you fuck up."
I sip my wine and suddenly the door opens again.
"WHAAT?"
He raises his hands as if he's a criminal.
"Dude? You're killing me with your eyes, you know that?" He chuckled and sat on the sofa.
I roll my eyes at him. I don't entertain fuckers.
"I miss Calem." and glare at me.
I chuckled this time.
"You just came here to tell me that?"
He sighed and grinned.
"I'm engaged."
I throw a confusing look. How come? he don't have a girlfriend.
But then something pop on my mind, he's crazy about someone. That is all I know.
"With who?" I raised my eyebrow in curiosity.
He snap and arrogantly wiped his shoulder.
Tch! he really can't get rid off that habit of him.
"Abby," Russel simply said.