Someone put a cover on my nose...
I struggled and looked back to see the face of the culprit with all my strength.It was…It was my nanny.I was trying my best to escape from the clutches of my evil nanny but as time passed by, I’m getting very sleepy.From my peripheral vision, I saw one of the guys earlier pointing a gun at Julian.“No…no… Not Julian, please… Not him," I pleaded as the tears pooled from the corner of my irises, “P-please don’t kill him, he’s already old. Please spare him,” I added while trying to struggle so hard from my nanny whom I once trusted so much.My visions are getting blurry from crying as the drug that was put on the handkerchief was taking effect on me.
Before I passed out, my eyes widened as I saw a black-haired guy appeared out of nowhere and whispered something to the bad guy pointing a gun at Julian that made him pull the trigger.I screamed internally.…I woke up with a pang of pain in my head. I was still dazed. My vision was getting hazy. I tried to squint my eyes and roamed them on my surroundings, but everything was a blur.There was no light. I can smell the reek of alcohol and kerosene. As I adjusted my blurry vision, I realized I was in a huge abandoned room and tied up on a wooden old chair.I wonder who were these nasty people behind this plan. Even my nanny was an unexpected traitor who drugged me to sleep...I don’t have anyone to trust anymore.And Julian…Oh poor Julian, he was the only person who remained faithful to my family yet he was killed.No matter how hard I tried to act and look tough, I was still a weak child, and having a fragile body is a disadvantage.I exhaled deeply as I tried to calm myself. I should think of a way to escape here as soon as possible. Extending my feet and hands, I noticed that they were tied with duct tape and if only I could find something sharp so I can free myself. I scanned the whole room but I could not find any.“My pen,” I murmured to myself as I suddenly remembered that I brought it earlier with me. If I remembered it correctly, I slid it on one of my side pockets.I twisted my body sideways for my hand to be able to reach my pocket beside my hips. And with full strength, I held my breath as I stretched my hand as far as I could to get the pen.Not minding the pain, I started to work with my hands.Please work...Please work...I kept chanting on my head.Hoping that I will be able to escape from here before the bad guys found out, and catches me.'Yes!!!' I exclaimed inside my head.After countless trials and errors, I was able to free my fragile small hands from that annoying duct tape.I roamed my eyes first to observe my surroundings, as I heightened my senses to be ready anytime those bad guys appeared.Holding to the only weapon that I have in between my hands as if my life depends on it.My very own fountain pen...Don't underestimate pens, they can be deadly and dangerous for a weapon too especially if it was used in a crucial moment where your opponent did not expect you to use it.It is a little weird or maybe those bad guys who kidnapped me were just dumb people but I don't have time to think about that.I need to get out of here...With the remaining strength that I have, I freed my legs using my pen and did a little countdown on my mind as a signal to my escape.Three...Two...One...In one swift move, I sprinted towards the door—“Not so fast, little one.”My eyes widened with fear as I faced a bearded guy, my heart pounded so fast that I could barely breathe.So they were here all along?"How did you escape, you cunning little kid? It must have been that stupid Pedro who did not tie you well, tsk!" he grabbed the hem of my shirt while walking.We passed by some of them sleeping, with alcohol bottles as I was being dragged by this bearded man.He threw me inside a room and I hissed in pain as I landed on the floor.“Don’t worry too much, you will be able to meet your parents soon.”He laughed sardonically like the crazy evil character in one of the stories I had read.“Don't be dumb, mister. They are dead already so I can’t meet them even if I want to, “ I sarcastically replied, trying to act tough.I annoyed him too much that made him slap me.“Madam Hilda was right. You are a little devil and you deserve to die.“And I am not dumb! What I meant is we will gonna end your life soon so embrace yourself you will gonna meet your parents in hell!” He exclaimed.“That is what I’m talking about. I won’t die so I won’t meet them yet and I will not go to hell. They say bad guys like you will go to hell if you die as an atonement for your sins. And the mastermind behind all this is Aunt Hilda huh? Is she too eager to get my dad’s wealth?” I replied.“Yes and we will dispose of you after the court approves to give her the access to your father’s treasures as your ransom,” he said with fiery eyes.He spits on the ground beside me and glared at me.
"You will meet your end soon, kid," he laughed drastically without humor.It's a good thing, he did not notice that I was secretly recording our conversation. I secretly stopped the recording from my side pocket located near my waist after his confession. I was about to stand up when he suddenly knocked me off and I passed out again. ... I woke up with blurry eyes as something cold is poking my cheeks. My eyes widened at the sight of a pair of crimson orbs staring right through me. “Should I set fire and annihilate them?” he whispered. His icy stares met the blue orbs of mine. This guy appeared out of nowhere in front of me. I was imprisoned in this secluded room for several days after I was kidnapped by a group of men asking for ransom in exchange for my safety. Of course with my aunt, being the mastermind and staged this act. The ransom is useless, I will still be killed anyway. “Child, I am waiting,” he moved closer and tucked my hair behind my ear. He got this jet black ha
I am strolling leisurely as the gentle breeze lightly kissed my rosy cheeks. The wind was blowing a few strands of my blond hair. It was already almost four o’ clock in the afternoon and the sun was about to set. I looked up and I admired the beauty of the vivid shades of the mixed hues of pink, blue, and orange. The atmosphere was kind of solemn despite the busy street, and loud horns of cars, motorcycles, and buses. Exploring the few parts of the city and inhaling the scent of Earth made me feel relaxed and soothed. I definitely need a break from all the pressure and responsibilities given to me as the only heir of the large chains of businesses. A stress reliever indeed. I first went across the street to find a book store. Books are my safe haven. It does not only expand my knowledge, but also it comforts me from loneliness. As I have mentioned before, I have no fri
I woke up upon hearing successive multiple knocks on my bedroom door. I sat on my bed for a while, adjusting my hazy vision while blinking few times. I cupped my forehead and slowly massaged it. It was still throbbing with pain. “Wait up. Coming,” I grunted and wore my silky night robe. I reached for the door knob and opened it. It revealed my butler holding my favorite breakfast, bacon and egg with rice and a café latte. “I’m sorry to bother you, my lady, but someone called earlier on the telephone saying it was very important,” he explained, “She says, she needs to talk to you as soon as possible. ” Maybe, it’s about the company. “Alright, did you ask for her name?” I replied while I tilted my head sideward, continuing to massage my head lightly. “Yes, I did. Her name is—you seems to be in pain, my lady. Do you perhaps have headache?” he stopped abruptly and looked at me with full of concern. “Shall I bring you a medi
"My lady! My lady, wake up. You are having nightmares," someone said as that person was slightly tapping the right side of my cheek. "W-what," I blurted out as I abruptly opened my eyes, catching my breath. I immediately woke up, gasping. "You are what?" I continued. It was a late reaction, and my brain was still in a haze from that weird dream. "My lady," my butler called my attention, "My lady," he repeated. "H-huh?" I looked at him, and I can see he is very concerned about my condition. I clutched my chest, still with heavy breathing. He gave me a glass of water immediately. I held it with my shaky hands and drank it with one gulp. I wiped the sweat on my forehead, and shift my gaze on my bedroom clock. 9:45 pm. "You took a long nap, my lady. It is already nine forty-five in the evening," Butler Wong said. On my peripheral vision, I noticed that he was holding a telephone.
"Thank you, Alfred," I said while fiddling the keys for my black Porsche Cayenne. "My lady, here are the candles with a cricket lighter. Is this okay for the bouquet?" Butler Wong asked as he fastened his pace towards me. "That's fine. Kindly put it at the trunk of my car," I instructed as I opened the trunk and unlocked my car. I swiftly slid inside and started the engine. I adjusted the temperature to be a little warmer for it is cold tonight. Shoot! I forgot my cap. I lowered the glass window and called for Butler Wong. "Yes, my lady," he answered. "I forgot my black Versace cap," I replied, "It was hanged on the white standing coat rack in my room," I instructed. "Right away, my lady." He nodded in response, and immediately went inside the manor. After few minutes, he came back with my black cap and handed it to me. "Thanks, Butler Wong." I reached for the cap and put it on my head. "My pleas
I blinked a few times just to check if I am not just seeing things. Could it really be… "Doom?" I blurted out suddenly. I covered my mouth, as an instinctive response. I was hesitant to approach him because it seems to me that he was resting. I don't want to disturb him. I heaved a deep sigh as I stepped back and started retreating from my position. I gave a glance for one last time, but I was frozen on the spot and stared with wide eyes to find out that Doom was not there anymore. Where could he possibly go? I tilted my head side by side to check the surroundings. Did I wake him up? Was I too loud? "Looking for me?" someone spoke coldly behind my back as a hand tapped my shoulder. I jolted in response due to my reflexes as I gasped looking back at who it was. I was surprised by his sudden appearance. I almost had a mini heart attack!
"Seeing things? What do you mean?"My forehead creased because he was spouting nonsense."Alfred was the one who fetched you, my lady," he replied."Fetched where?" I questioned."We were a little worried because you did not come home immediately after visiting your parents," he explained, "Alfred checked on you on the cemetery, and he found you passed out on the ground.""That's absurd! Are you saying that I have lost my mind?" I exasperated."I'm sorry. It's not like that please calm down, my lady," he apologized, "Do you want some coffee?""No, it's alright." I dismissed him and climbed the stairs towards my room.What's happening? Was it only a dream?No, it's real.He's real.I opened the sliding glass doors of the balcony and went outside to get some fresh air."It's been so long since I have felt so alive. I wish I can see you again, Doom," I whispered with a sigh."Seems like your wish was granted."I tilted my head sideward, and I s
“The national police are looking for you,” he paused as he raised his right arm showing the home phone. “…on the phone. They said it was an emergency,” he added. His expression clearly says that it was bad news. He gave me the phone in a flash as soon as I extended my arm, and held out my hand. I put the phone on my ear as I uttered the word, “Hello.” “Good day, this is Officer Green from the office of the National Police Department,” the police officer greeted me, “May I speak with Miss Lily Emerson?” I dismissed Butler Wong using my hand for privacy, and I cleared my throat. “Speaking,” I replied in a calm tone, “What is this all about?” “We are deeply sorry for disturbing you in your humble abode, but we must inform you that three prisoners were involved in a dawn jailbreak today,” he explained slowly the i