"Ma'am" The call and constant knock on the door woke me up
"Mm, I'm awake. I can hear you, what do you want? "
"Ma'am your breakfast has been served" it's abuela and I had replied her rudely
"I'm sorry abuela but I won't be coming. I have no appetite"
"Please don't say that ma'am, not again. You've refused to eat for the past two days now, you may fall sick"
"I mean no disrespect but I insist"
"But ma'am… "
" Go away!" I unconsciously yelled, immediately I covered my mouth with my hand.
Stop! Don't be harsh, your angry at Zachary not her
"Alright then, as you wish. My apologies for bothering you." She said before I had her footsteps depart. I sighed as I slowly removed my hand from my mouth.
I got up from the bed waving my hair backward, I pick up my phone to check the time and it was 8:35. Bored to hell I sat down back on the bed as I didn't have anything else to do, before I turned and my eyes sites the verandah.
Entering the bedroom verandah for the first time, I stopped, still standing close to the door. This verandah reminds me of him because for the little time I've lived with him I usually find him here, shirtless with his ear pods on probably gemming but who f**king cares. It's been three days since he travelled, leaving me here with my freedom restricted…
"I f**king hate this!" I yelled as I threw myself on a couch in the verandah
I'm unable to go out or even at least get out of this building, it's only this place that feels less suffocating, though it still doesn't help because this entire verandah reeks of him
Fuck!
The only good thing about it is that I get to see cars and humans other than those annoying overly obedient workers of his. All through these past three days all I could do is to cry and sleep, I even lost appetite to eat because every time I sit down in that wide dinning room to eat it only reminds me of how lonely I am in this world. And now I can't see the only two persons that helps me feel less f**ked up, Oh sh*t
I still haven't told Brian about my predicament and his resuming two days from now.
"What do I do?" I asked myself, I pitied myself. Though I hate this feeling of pitying myself.. I can't help it.
Since that day my parents dumped me in the hands of an eighty one years old woman and didn't come get me after I waited for more than three years, I pitied myself. I finally made friends that helped take me out of my head, though not completely but I assured myself that I will be completely out of my head when I fall in love, and marry the guy that I love and that will love me back equally or even more. But when my parents came with the proposal of getting married to a random man I don't even know, that's when I knew no matter how much I hated pitying myself I will always pity myself. And worst, I think I'm beginning to hate reality.
I hope I won't one day add my life to the list of things that I hate because it is really getting harder than it ever was.
Tears filled my eyes but I didn't give it a chance to drop down my cheeks before I wiped it away.
I won't cry because of that bast**d, not again, his not worth a drop of it.
I went back inside the bedroom and to the bathroom to take a quick early morning bath before I continue sleeping.
Done and dressed up in my night gown, I led on the bed. I'll continue sleeping since that's all I can do with my life at this point. I placed my head on my bed thinking of ways to tell Brian of my situation before it's too late,
'I don't feel comfortable telling him on call after keeping it from him for this long' I thought to myself
His grandma is here in Benidom and I still haven't visited her, What do I do? Still thinking about how to spill the beans to Brian I reluctantly slept off.
The steady rabbling movement and whispering in the room got me half awake but I was too lazy to put any effort to getting up or even opening my eyes, so I just led there half asleep
"Wow! Master's bed chamber is quite massive, I've never been here before" "Me either. Shouldn't we wake her up as he Mr. Logan demanded? "
He's back?
"No, that would be rude. Let her wake up on her own pace… "
"Mm.." I forced myself to murmur to put a stop to them talking about me or even talking at all because their voice itself was beginning to hurt my head.
"Ma'am.. Our sincere apologies for disturbing your sleep" I am familiar with that voice but can't quite remember who it is and I also can't open my eyes because my eyes felt heavier than ever.
"How did you get in here?" I asked with my eyes still closed
"With Mr. Logan's spare key"
He is.. back.
"What for? "
"We were asked to dress you up"
What's he up to now? I sat up,
"Why is that?" I asked as I forced myself to open my eyes as I looked at them
"Umm.. I.. We don't know" looking into my slightly red swollen eyes, she stammered.
"Yes Ma'am. Master just asked us to dress you up, that's all we know." The other girl finally said to me, showing off the black tiny strap gown she hanged on her hand
"Leave it on the bed, I'll do that myself when I'm in the mood to" I said as I led back on the bed with my face buried in the bed.
"But ma'am…"
"Do I somehow look like a child to you, that you could dress up? Would you like to breast feed me too?" I cut her off as I dogged my reddened eyes into hers
"N.. N. No Ma'am" she stammer
"Then leave" I said as I led back
"Let her be, let's just go" The first girl that spoke to me said. I heard they're footsteps go towards the door and the door opens
"Mr. Logan won't take it likely with us" I heard before their footsteps disappeared entirely.
What is it he wants from me again? when he has taken literally everything from me
Whatever it is he wants from me, he won't be getting.
I tried forcing myself back to sleep
But…
The door suddenly opened
"Please Ma'am! Let us dress you up. We don't want to lose our job" I heard them say in unison as they crashed at the edge of the bed touching my legs
"Mr. Logan would sack us if we don't get you down stairs to meet him all dressed up before thirty minutes run out"
"Please Ma'am! Have mercy on us"
He threatened to sack them? Bast**d!
Have mercy on us? Seriously?
What am I having mercy on? I'm no god.
"Fine! Now let go of my legs please.." I couldn't take them begging me like I'm a god or something any longer.
I forced myself to sit up as I slowly open my eyes, letting my eyes adjust to the bright light.
"Go outside, I'll dress up myself and call you if I need any help. Okay?" They looked at each other on hearing me
"Okay ma'am" They said in unison as the girl holding my dress placed it neatly on the bed before the both walked out.
That f**king bast**d!
I dragged myself out of the bed, picking up the dress I entered the dressing room.
Why did he get a new dress when he filled this wardrobe with fancy clothes, weirdo.
I forced myself to put on the black tiny strap gown with a slit by the side of the gown from my lap to the end of the gown. I couldn't wear a bra underneath because of the tiny straps but I also can't just put it on like that with nothing underneath, so I did wear a half cut with no straps and that could hold my little breasts. Putting on black heels, I took one of the fancy black purse he filled my wardrobe with. Untied my hair to let it down, briefly combing it, I divide my middle parting and let my hair fall in both sides of my face. Applying lip-gloss, I sprayed all the perfumes my hand touched, I did my finishing touch by putting on black glasses to cover up my swollen eyes.
He shouldn't see that I'd been crying because of him, absolutely not.
I walked out of the dressing room and out of the bedroom.
"You look stunning ma'am" Stella said, I knew I recognized the voice.
"Yes ma'am, extremely." The other girl concurred
"Can we go?" I wasn't in the mood for pleasantries. I just want to know why I'm all dressed up, where he wants to take me and why he would think I'd want to follow him go anywhere after everything he has done to me.
They led the way as I followed suit right behind them. We walked down the grand stairs and to the living room where he sat all dressed up with his legs crossed.
"Leave" he ordered them and immediately they left making sure they didn't look at him as his bodyguard closed the sitting room's door behind them, I watched them leave before turning to him. His eyes ran me from my legs to my head
"Why the glasses?" He asked with clinched teeth as his voice echoed in the big quiet sitting room
"What is all this for? Where are you taking me.." I bluntly ignored his question like he never asked
"Take it off" his voice came a bit loud and intimidating, cutting me off
"No" It was plain and as simple as that
"I said take it off!" This time he yelled, that the bodyguards standing guard outside the sitting room door will probably hear it. He was fuming with his hands holding the couch handle really tight like he wanted to squeeze it to death
"And I said, No" I didn't need to shout to get him more pissed than he already is, the feeling of him being angry is something I can't seem to comprehend
I love it.
He got up angrily and took steps towards me and I didn't hesitate to step backwards as my surviving instinct hits me
He could hit me. What if his also a woman beater, an abuser? What have I done?
"Genesis, stay where you are" My brain isn't functioning properly anymore, all I can think of is a way to run out of this sitting room to avoid being beaten to death.
I kept stepping backwards in every inch he took to near me, until my back hits the door and I immediately turned to twist the door knob but... On reaching me he grab my shoulder and turned me back to face him, he took off the glasses and threw it to the ground.
I froze, scared to death that he might hit me but he didn't he just stood there starring at my swollen eyes very close to me with no inch separating us, he could kiss me this instant if he wanted. After a while of silence and standing still, he turned back to his chair, waving his hair backwards he buried his hands in his pocket. I just bent to pick the broken glasses,
"Let it be." I heard him say, then I raised my head to look at him, he haven't reached his seat so he wasn't far from me. As usual I ignored him as I picked it up,
"It is mine and you broke it" I said getting him to sigh like he was tired of me. He walked to the couch he sat on, took his glass of wine on the side tool, gulp it all before he looked at his wrist watch..
"Let's go" He said as he quickly walked up to me
"Where to?" I asked but he ignored me as he grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the sitting room door. He was about to open the door when I snatched my hand away from his hand
"I'm not going anywhere with you, especially without knowing where your taking me to" I said as I took two steps backward away from him and the door
"… " It looked like he wanted to say something but he didn't bother as he opened the door and closed it behind him
Phew! What a relief
I turned, about to walk to a couch so I could sit and relax as I have finally won but…
The door opens and I turned to see two bodyguards walking towards me, they immediately grabbed my hands as they dragged me out of the sitting room, and out of the building
"Let me go!!!" I yelled at the top of my voice as I struggled, flinging my hair to distract them but to no arrival. He stood there, close to the limousine with his hands in his pocket watching them drag me to him.
"Tell them to let me go now!!!" I kept yelling and struggling
"Shhhh. Don't be so noisy"
"I said, tell them to let me go you f**king…" His hand that suddenly held my jaw up to his face, with his lips close to mine got me mute and immediately the bodyguards released my hands
"One more word and I'll bite out that mouth of yours" He said with clinched teeth before he released my jaw
"Now get in" he said as he opened the door for me
I hesitated but I don't have any choice either, I'm out numbered.
Not like I could do anything if it was just him and I, how can I? ,
His a f**king psych
And like an obedient child scared of being beaten I got inside the car, he followed suit before he closed the door.
"Fix that hair. " he said as the driver drove out of the compound
That?
Fuck you!!!
How I long to say this but..for some reasons I just couldn't.