I was about to speak but suddenly someone knocked on the door of my room. I ended the call and threw my phone on the bed while covering it with my blanket.
I stand. Before I got to the opposite door, I closed my eyes tightly. I released a breath because I didn't want the people outside my door to think that I was actually talking to someone on my phone."What the hell? I've been here for a long while and you opened the door just now?""Why, Chontel? What are you going to make me do?" I don't feel like asking.It was late at night but it seemed like my cousin was going to order something again.She looked at me evilly before rolling her eyes."Are you planning to run away?" she asked me with a full accusation in her voice."Ch-Chontel, I have no plan to do that."She pushed me so I eventually sat on the floor. She searched for something inside my room."Where are your things? You didn't bring a suitcase so you wouldn't be caught running away?"She pulled me upright. My clothes were like a piece of paper when Chontel tore them.I couldn't hold back anymore so I calmed down. I pushed her, that's why she got angrier."You're fighting back now?! Really, wench?!"She is like a volcano that will explode in a few minutes due to anger. She stepped closer to me and she immediately pulled my hair."Chontel, please! Enough!""No way! You are planning to escape from us! You are bullshit!"I grabbed her arms and immediately shook her."When I say it's enough, Chontel! It's enough!"Chontel's eyes widened as she stared at me. It was obvious that she didn't think I would fight back."Your face is too thick to fight back with me, Veronne!"I was suddenly scared again when Chontel pushed me until I was leaning against the wall.She suddenly choked me. I was in tears because of her choking me. I'm coughing. I patted her hands that were choking me but she still didn't do anything. She tightened her grip on me even more."Ch-Cho—""Remember that you have no right to fight back with me! Got it? You can't fight me, Veronne! You are nothing compared to me! You have no right to hurt me! Are we clear?!"I nodded because I was afraid that she might kill me completely.I'm almost out of breath."You're a useless shit!"She let go of me so I fell to my knees on the floor. I'm beating my chest and catching my breath while coughing."Now that you know you shouldn't be fighting me, Veronne, you should learn your lesson!"She pulled my hair and that made me look up at her face. Her eyes were full of anger and resentments."Are you going to repeat what you did earlier?""N-Never, Chontel. I won't do that again," I said."Good dog!"She kicked me in my stomach so I fell to the floor.When she he left me alone, I immediately burst into tears. The ugly things that are happening to me in this house were planted in my heart and rooted in my mind. This all caused me to think about ending my own life.They always make me feel like I don't belong to their family. They treat me like a rag.My fingers crawled until they reached my chest. I hugged myself tightly as tears flowed unceasingly from my eyes.They are my family. They shouldn't be insulting me, instead they should be helping me get up again. But they chose to be evil to me. They prefer to cause me suffering and always get hurt whether it's physical or emotional. They are cruel to me. It's just too fast for them to lay hands on me and insult me wherever and whenever they want.My phone rang so I immediately woke up. I'm still on the floor. I fell asleep while my heart was breaking. I realized that it was really hard to sleep with a heavy heart. And how could other people sleep, giving burden to someone's heart?Even though my body hurt, I went up to answer the call. It's rare for this to happen. I didn't expect you to call me at this time. My eyes hurt and I was dazzled by the light on my phone screen but I fought it to answer the call."Hello?" I said."It's Marcov. You suddenly ended the call last night even though we were still talking."I blushed because of what that oldy said. I thought he wouldn't call me. But he did, at this time. I was annoyed because he was the reason why Aunt Milie entered my room last night and screamed that I talked with someone."What's wrong? I'm fine. Let me go."This is my fault. I was the one who called him so he is here now, he called me and it's like he still has it on his conscience that something bad might have happened to me."You are the one who called me and now you want me to let you go. You introduced me to your problem. You also let me hear how your aunt hurt you and then you want me to let you go? Come on, Miss Sterling. It's hard to follow what you want to happen." He was serious as he said these words.I woke up because he called. And now he was causing me nausea. I pressed my thumb to the side of my head because it hurts."Just forget what you heard, Mister Greyford."He laughed full of sarcasm."You know what? You're funny. How can I forget everything just like that? It's a burden on my conscience if your family continues to hurt you. I heard everything so I'll help you. Where is your address?""You old crap, let me face my own battle!""You're welcome," he said."I don't want everything to get more complicated. Just let me manage everything here," I said again."How? How will you manage everything? Accepting all the physical harms and vulgar words and face tomorrow like nothing bad happened yesterday? That's nonsense. Let's meet. Tomorrow ten in the morning. If you don't want me to call 911 amd I will ask for help to rescue you," he said, full of dedication.Shit! Oldy has an amazing stubbornness! Why is he so determined to help me? He does not know me personally and he is not my relative.I breathed deeply. My head hurt more because he said he was going to call 911. It's just that the old man is stubborn. He doesn't listen to someone younger than him. Well, old people believed they knew better. Annoying!"Don't you ever call 911 or any police station. If the police really come here and make trouble, I will kill you with my own hands.""Oh, really? What you said suddenly scared me, Miss Sterling. As long as you don't meet with me, I'm going to be forced to call 911 so they can rescue you and get your aunt in jail. I'm trying to help you out of that. What's the matter why you were refusing?"I sighed."Fine! I'll meet you as long as you follow my orders. Do not make other people get involved with my own struggle." I know that it was disrespectful to ask favours from adults but I have to because this one is quite uncontrollable."Okay, continue your beautiful rest," he told me.It took a few seconds but I didn't hear the line end. Maybe he wants me to end the call?"Are you still there?" I asked."Of course. I'm just waiting for you to end the call." I knew it. The call can end embarrassingly when you are not the first to call."W-Wait, Mister Greyford. Why do you really want to help me?""I want you to get out of that hellish life so you can show people who look down on you that you can achieve something good in life," he replied. "A beautiful angel like you doesn't deserve a life like hell but a paradise like nirvana, Miss Sterling."I can't express my feelings. I was horrified by what he said but that line had a tickling effect on my heart.I could hardly step into a fancy restaurant where I was going to meet Marcov. I was nervous for some unknown reason. There were lots of place but he really chose this one where we would be seeing each other. "Hi, beautiful!" greeted a familiar voice from behind me. I turned to him and I was mesmerized with his looks. More than forty years old is old compared to my age which is just over twenty. But, looking at him, I can't stop being amazed by his aura. What is he eating? What is his soap, why is his skin so smooth and white? He looks younger than his age. "Miss Sterling? I said let's go inside. Didn't you hear that?" he asked me. How can I hear what he said? I was deaf when I saw him. I hate this feeling. I felt the same way when I saw my prince charming across the house. I shook my head several times to bring myself back to reality. I lose myself because of the old man's looks. He's handsome."Ah! S-Sure," I said and just smiled. I let out a deep breath. I calm myself as we wa
The music played and my heart meant to dance with it. Somehow the shame I felt has disappeared. I thought that was all Marcov had ordered. But I was wrong because he also included cake for our dessert."I won't ask the price of this cake anymore. I might choke again if I know it," I told him. "You better not. We don't have water here, we only have wine, and then my saliva," said Marcov. I immediately looked at him. He was smiling at me, while his eyes were serious. I never mind him, as I thought he was just kidding."What do I do with your saliva?" I shook my head after my words.The music that was being played by the musicians around us was making the atmosphere romantic. I might be delusional but I think what happened to us was like a date. For a moment I thought of asking Marcov. I want to know why he brought me here. "Marcov," I called him, trying to get his attention.I don't want to admit it but Marcov was sexy when he removed the spread icing on the side of his lips."Yes, V
I can't say a word. I went with him without thinking anymore. I don't care where he takes me. I was shivering, in need of shelter, and still wet from the rain. Marcov's car entered a compound with a large gate. Is this a house? It feels like more than that. Para itong mall!"M-Marcov, you live here?"He nodded. There are statues outside his house. In the middle of the garden there is a fountain with various lights. Because of the rays of those lights, it's as if the water has a variety of colors, looking fantastic in the eyes.He held me, assisting me to step out from his car. My bones lost strength. I feel like I'm going to fall anytime because of the cold that almost froze me. My voice also seems to be gone. Marcov adjusted the drape of his tuxedo on my shoulders. "Let's go in," he told me. His hands rested on my shoulders as we entered together. When the big doors of his house opened, I couldn't help but be amazed. The design of his house was like a castle. The gold glitters i
The maids took me to Marcov's room. Its interior is like a VIP room in a world-famous hotel. The design is very brilliant. I'm only wearing a bathrobe now. I wasn't wearing any underwear so I was a little nervous but trying to be fine with it. I remembered what he said that he likes me. I was not comfortable thinking about that. I sat in a chair facing a large mirror. Also maybe this mirror is worth millions, its beautiful and clear, it is also thick. I saw his reflection in the mirror. I stood up and immediately faced him. He is already dressed but because of his meticulousness he always seems to be going out based on his clothes and the way he moves. He looks so expensive, no matter how many times I repeat those words I will not hesitate because that is the truth. "M-Marcov, sorry, I sat down because I was tired," I said to him, I immediately looked down. "Veronne, don't be sorry. No matter what you do in this room, I will not scold you. You are a guest here."I slowly lifted m
I have no words to respond to him. I just stared at him as tears rolled down my cheeks. I could only shake my head when he shook me twice. I think it is the end of my life. He looks like the death that would be taking me away from this life."Kalvis! Calvis, what are you doing? Stop that!"We both looked at Lita who ran in our direction. She was full of worry. "Why, Lita? Do you know this woman?! What's her right to enter in this house without my permission?!" he asked Lita. Lita snatched me from his tight grip. Only then did I feel that I was not in his arms again when Lita was slightly hugging me to give me protection."Kalvis, and when did you learn to hurt women? I didn't raise you like that! You are taught to respect women!"He was pointing at me at this moment, I looked at the floor. My vision is blurry because of the tears blocking my eyes. "That's not the point here! Why are you just letting anyone enter in this house? She's still even my mommy's favorite dress! Who is thi
I frowned, after the rain, I didn't know where to go. I don't know what tomorrow will bring me. I came out of the small space I was standing in. I felt that the surroundings suddenly turned around. I just closed my eyes when the surroundings suddenly turned black. "W-What's happening to me?" I asked worriedly. I put my hands in front of me, I couldn't see them. I heard a loud crash. I was weak, and gradually became unconscious. It was all just a dream, I slowly opened my eyes. I looked around, the inside of the room was all white. Next to me stood a pole with a white container hanging on it that only contained a transparent liquid. "Where am I?" I asked myself, staring at the small hose attached to my hand. I closed my eyes for a moment. Why am I here at the hospital? I have no money. What should I pay for the bill here? Marcov enters. Full of concern, he sat beside me. I averted my gaze from him. I guess my bad luck in life has gotten worse these past few days since he exist
I was left alone. I sat on the side of the bed, confused. Back then, I wanted to run away from my aunt and Chontel's roof, but now, I just want to serve them inside that house so that Marcov won't see me ever again. Everyone is probably waiting to find someone to love, and hoping to find someone who is ready to save them from the sadness that life brings. I was one of those who asked God for that thing, but I was afraid, and I doubted because Marcov Greyford was the person who showed me the motive. Do I believe it? Is he the answer to my prayers? I spent several days in the hospital. I could have gone out on the first day but Marcov didn't allow me to go out until he was sure that I'm really okay. He just tested everything on me, sugar level, my blood, if I have pneumonia, if I have malaria, and what else. And only then did he agree to discharge me when he found out that all the tests were negative. He said that I shouldn't be worrying about the bill because he would be carrying i
I got dressed. I stared at the mirror. He bought me a black strapped dress. He was thoughtful because he bought a blazer too, it would be used to cover my skin.I saw him bowing. I was a little embarrassed to see what he was doing. He was cleaning the stain on the seat. "Hmm."He stood up. He was sweating. "There you are. I just wiped it, so you can be comfortable later.""Marcov, I should have cleaned that up.""Veronne, don't be shy with me anymore. I want you to get rid of the discomfort you feel when you're with me."Even if he said that, I still couldn't get rid of my shame because of what happened. I sighed. I got into the car and immediately fell silent. "Veronne, I called an agent to find a unit for you. He said he will send designs so you can choose," he told me. Is this man really serious about what he's doing? "Marcov, you've spent so much on me. It's like you bought me," I said with a hint of humor in my tone. He had a beautiful set of teeth, I saw that when he smiled