"Let me gooo! let go of me!! I said let go of me!!! I want to go home!!! arhh!!!!!!" I screamed and yelled and cried too, but Leo kept dragging me out of the room, I kicked and punched and clawed, all in the bid to break out of his grip but I couldn't escape, infact his grip got firmer and tighter with each attack.
He lifted me and tossed me over his shoulder and began to walk with faster strides. I jabbed my fists into his back in a recurring pattern, but he seemed unaffected and never stopped, until we got to a particular door.
He opened the door with a key and took me inside then the next time, I came thudding on a bed.
It was actually a bedroom.
I made to get off the bed, but he gave me a warning look and I halted. With teary eyes and blurred vision, I watched him leave the room and just that moment, I rushed to the closing door, but before I could get to the door, it slammed shut and I heard the lock click.
I cried as I banged on the door, "let me out! get me out of here!!!" More tears came pouring down my face, I felt a strong surge of mixed emotions hit me, I was angry, sad and frightened all at the same time.
Why does it have to be me??! me! me! me! all the time! is this why I was born?? to suffer?? I've been suffering for as long as I know, there has never been a day I didn't have to struggle, I always have to struggle for everything, now this, being kidnapped and kept behind these walls against my wish.
"You have no right to keep me here! no right! you better let me go!!" I yelled to 'him' not minding if he could hear me or not. I was so mad, mad at him, mad at life, and myself.
"Why do I always have to be at the receiving side of life's blows?? always the victim, always" I came sprawling to the floor with my back against the door, I was depleted; exhausted.
By now, I had lost my voice too, my body felt numb, I could barely lift any part of my body, I couldn't understand what was happening to me, but somehow, I managed to get off the floor and drag myself back to the bed.
As soon as my body made contact with the bed, I passed out.
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He sat there swirling his glass of vodka on the table, he seemed lost in deep thought, he was thinking about her.
"Selena" he breathed with a side smile, so, that was her name? that was the name of the woman that has given him sleepless nights for 3 years.
Night in, night out, he kept seeing her in his dreams and in those 3 years, he had searched for her, even when he wasn't sure she existed, he even had an artist draw her, he gave the descriptions, yes, that was how much he knew that face.
He knew her facial features by heart, he knew she had hazel eyes, full brows with arcs, pointed nose, plump pink lips, an oval face, with prominent cheekbones and with a perfect dentition. To him she was perfect, and it felt like he already knew her, that this wasn't their first time of meeting, to him, they met 3 years ago.
He wasn't sure what he should do with her yet, but one thing was certain, he wasn't going to let her go. She is going to be a part of his life and she is going to illuminate his ever dark world, she is his!
"She's settled boss" Leo informed as he entered the sitting room again, "what's she doing now?" he asked without lifting his eyes from the glass, "she's asleep" Leo answered, he was able to know that because, there were CCTV cameras in the room and he had being in the footage room.
'He' suddenly flashed him a questioning look, "how did you know that??" he asked calmly but his mind wasn't, he thought, there was no way she would have fallen asleep in his presence, if she fell asleep, that must have been after he left, so that meant... "there are cameras in the room?" he asked, but it was more like he was stating a fact.
"Yes boss" Leo replied, "have them dissembled immediately" he ordered.
"But how do we keep an eye on her?? we need those cameras to monitor her" Leo tried to reason with him as politely as possible. He was making a reasonable point, they had to keep an eye on her, least she escapes, but it seems his boss had something else in mind.
"I now need to explain myself to you??" he asked in a challenging tone and the other man lowered his head in defeat, "no! not at all sir! I'm sorry if I had implied that, I only wanted..." "the only thing you should want right now is to do as I said! not argue with me!
I pay you heavily to do your job Leo, so tell me if you have ran out of ideas, I don't have a problem looking for a replacement." "No sir, I will do as you've said" Leo assured, he wasn't going to loose this job for anything in the world, so if getting rid of those cameras would determine his job security, then so be it.
"Don't just stand there, go get it done!" he ordered, "Yes boss!" Leo replied and dashed out.
He gulped down the remaining content of his glass and exhaled sharply through his mouth. There was no way he was going to let them spy on her, for what? So they can have the chance to have a sneak peek at her body when she's naked?? or in the bathroom?? Perverts! Everything she has belonged to him and that includes her body!
So, if they really mean to do their job, then there are certainly tons of ways to do that. And besides, he wanted her to get comfortable, and if she found out there were tiny 'eyes' scattered all over the room, watching her every movement, then that would freak her out.
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The sound of the keyhole churning woke me up, I'm not the kind of person that gets easily disturbed by something as insignificant as this, as a matter of fact, I'm the kind of person that could be carried away in her sleep, but wouldn't even stir, talk more of waking up.
I guess that was because I was too conscious of myself and my new environment even in my sleep.
Someone was about entering the room, I quickly sat up on the bed as I anticipated the intruder.
Before the person could come in view, the sweet aroma of 'good' food filled my nostrils. 'Was that food??' I thought and my stomach grumbled in response, 'yes it is!' that's what I remembered that I haven't had anything today.
Soon the intruder entered and it was a girl and she had food with her, a cart of assorted food actually. I began to salivate, I swallowed hard multiple times and my mouth suddenly watery again.
"I brought you lunch ma'am" the girl said as she strode further into the room, 'ma'am? she must be mistaken, "uhh, I think you're in the wrong room" I said to her.
"No I'm not, you're ma'am Selena, right??" she stated, "just Selena, my definitely not ma'am" I said, "you are. Here you go" she said as bent over to serve the food on the table and when she was done, she straightened up and said, "when you're done, you just have to press that button over there and I will come and clear the table. Enjoy your lunch!" she said and turned to leave.
She hadn't taken more than 2 steps when I caught her my the wrist and she jerked off.
"I'm sorry! I.. I didn't mean to startle you, I just wanted to talk to you" I apologized.
"It's okay, you can tell me anything ma'am" she said.
"I actually wanted to ask you something" I said standing to my feet. "What is it?" she asked.
"Do you know why I was abducted?? I know, you work here and this seems like the sort of thing you're prohibited from saying, but you really need to help me, I'm begging you! please tell me what you know" I pleaded, but the look on her face suggested that she was lost.
"I'm sorry, but did you just say abducted??" she asked, "yes! I was kidnapped earlier today, please I really need your help to escape, I need to get out of here!"
"Calm down ma'am, take a..." "I am not 'ma'am'! Why is no one listening to me!" "ok! okay, I'm listening to you and I heard all you said, but it doesn't really make sense, what I mean is, why would the boss have you kidnapped? Maybe you're just misunderstanding the whole situation, I mean, look around you, this doesn't look like a hostage room and that's certainly not the kind of meal that would be served a hostage."
"That I don't understand too, but I'm really...." "what's going on here?!" a deep voice asked from the door, we had been too engrossed in our argument that we didn't hear the door open.
"I asked a question Sasha" the man demanded again, I think he was referring to the girl.
"Nothing" she replied fidgetingly, "yet you've been in here for 20 minutes" the man accused. "I was about leaving" she said and started out of the room.
'There goes my only hope of escaping!'
The man returned his gaze to me, "enjoy your meal, ma'am" he said and left. What was with everybody?? Why do they keep calling me ma'am?? And why was no one telling me anything??
Tons and tons of questions ran through my head, I needed answers!
The aroma of that sumptuous meal broke off my train of thoughts and my tummy growled for the umpteenth time and I gave up.
I went and sat knelt behind the table and began dealing with the food, what I was doing to the food was beyond eating, I was devouring, with my hands to be more specific.
Everything melted in my mouth and I savoured the taste of this great meal, my head was too clouded with the sweetness to think of a perfect to qualify this food.
I relished the taste of it, and I did my best to remember what it tastes like because, I might never have a meal like this again. I kept eating even when I was full, I can't let this kingly meal go to waste, I only stopped when my stomach threatened to burst.
There also, was some fruit juice and I helped myself with some and then I sat there on the floor with a tummy like that of a 4 months pregnant woman. This was the only decent meal I've had in my entire life.
But then, it wasn't long before I was reminded of my current dilemma. 'What do I do??'
I don't even know the kind of situation I was in, after everything that's happened so far and all the girl said, I was beginning to doubt if I am being kidnapped, but if this isn't kidnapping then what is it??
That mysterious man didn't tell me anything, he left me as clueless as ever, even more confused.
'I'm the man that's going to change your life and I am your future' what the heck does that mean??
I reached for my neck and felt for the cross hanging there, I held onto it like I was going to get the answers I needed from it, I had a habit of touching the cross like that.
I got it from the orphanage when I was 8, it used to get to my chest level, but now it was like a choker, it was barely a few inches from my throat.
"Oh holy mother, send me help, I need help" I whispered.