Chapter 3 No.3

Before, leaving Andrew came closer to me. I shrink back on thinking about what he'll do now.

But he leaned closer and untied my hands and legs. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about why he is untying me. Is he going to kill me now?

But he moved towards the wardrobe. And I looked at my hands while rubbing my wrists slowly. There were dark red bruises on my wrists.

My eyes landed on the door and then the window, and the idea of running came to my mind. But I was startled when he spoke.

"Don't even think of running. That will lead you to the worst consequences." He warned.

I was shocked that he knew what I was thinking. But his threat scared me.

He threw a T-shirt and sweatpants on the bed. And left the room. I heard a clicking sound which meant he locked the door.

I ran towards the door and locked it from the inside. I was feeling angry, weak, and suffocated. But I calmed myself down and what just happened was a flashback in front of me.

My vision gets blurred by the tears.

"That bastard!" She cursed, lowly.

My mind was full of all the questions. How does he know my name? I don't even know him. The first time I saw him was three months ago, I remembered him because of his dark eyes. I never saw him again after that until now. What different things have happened in these three months, nothing. Except that-

My breathing stopped when reality hit me. In these three months whenever I left my house, I felt as if someone was following me, or staring at me, I always ignored that. But now it is confirmed that I was being stalked by him. And it all started after I bumped into him.

I sat on the floor thinking how could I be so stupid? What will I do now? I just hope mom and Dad will find me soon.

Sobbing, I stood up from the floor and went to the washroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were swollen because of crying and my hair was all messed up. My clothes were dirty. And my lips were swollen. What just happened moments ago played in my mind.

That bastard! How dare he touch me like that. He took my first kiss. I kept staring at myself in the mirror and touched my lips. Again I felt the sensation of his soft, warm lips.

I hate him!

I sighed and locked the washroom door. And took a shower. It felt so good. There was a new toothbrush there, so I used that. After showering, I wrapped a towel around me. And came into the room and changed my clothes.

My hair was soaking wet and I don't have a dryer, so I let it be. But the droplets from my hair were making my shirt wet. It was white so quite a see-through. It was reaching to my knees and was loose.

I gasp when the door suddenly opens showing the heartless, ruthless person I never wanted to see. My heart started pacing faster.

He moved towards me. I unintentionally moved back and was shocked at how the door opened. I'm sure I locked it.

He was looking at me intensely. He didn't say anything for a while. I didn't dare to look into his eyes. He was holding a dish of food. But he just stood there not moving. I hesitantly looked at him and found him looking at my body. My cheeks heat up from his scrutinizing gaze. My shirt was still wet. I put my arms at my chest to cover it. That moved his attention directly to my eyes. And I lowered my gaze.

He smirked and said

"You look hot in my shirt." Her breath hitched at his words.

He spoke huskily, while his eyes were shamelessly roaming my body.

"And babe my voice is the door's lock. So don't think that locking the door from inside will be of any help." He mused.

The smirk never left him. He leaned towards me. I backed away. He is creepy!

"Here, eat this." He ordered.

He put the dish with food on the bedside table. And came towards me. I step back, but he immediately holds my waist and slammed me on his hard chest.

"So slim, so sexy." He said huskily in my ear. Tracing his nose on the crook of my neck and sniffing. Giving me goosebumps all over my body. I tried to push him. But he only tightens his grip on my waist.

He slightly kissed my neck. I was frozen. With that, he left me standing there like a statue and left the room while locking it from the outside.

I sat on the bed while shaking my head about what just happened. Why did his lips feel so warm? The sensation of his warm breathing on my neck.

What am I even thinking Ugh!

My stomach growled and I looked at the food. It looks good. I took one bite to see if something happened. If it's poisonous or something but it's fine. So I ate all of it.

A sudden thought of running came into my mind. I looked around the room and saw a window. I went towards it and tried to open it. But it was locked. I tried to open it with my hairpin-like in the movies I've seen but it wasn't working. I went to the washroom and there was a window at the corner, which was open and I can pass through that easily...

I went down from the window with the help of bed sheets which I tied together and with the help of it, I made it to the ground. Then I removed the dust from my clothes. And looked up on the upper floor and saw...... ANDREW.....

He was on the upper floor looking at me intensely. My heart stopped beating with the terror of the consequences. His expression was telling me to stop but instead I ran as fast as I could. I don't know where I am. Where I'm going but I run as my life depends on it. Which, really depends.

I hear the door being slammed and loud thudding sounds at my back while running. But the next thing I knew I was in the air and my heart almost dropped.