Chapter 3 WHO ARE YOU

"Mine!"

I stared at him, confused. I saw the guy with him stare in shock at him, and he was looking at me weirdly.

"You meant what you just said?" I heard the guy ask him again.

"Excuse me, but I don't understand you. I am not a possession, so you can't own me, man. Please, I am sorry for not watching my steps."

I said I was moving away from him. Who the heck? Just seeing someone for the first time and feeling like owning the person

With what I said, it looks like it made him regain himself, as if he was just realizing what he also did. His expression changed to that of confusion at first, which disappeared quickly just as it came. His face was back to normal, and his eyeballs went back to normal. What the heck? How did he do that so fast?

"Who are you?" He asked bitterly.

"Hello, you were the one who embraced me, and now you ask who I am? I said it under my breath. I am not that used to talking, so I couldn't say it out loud. I was just glaring at him, and when I saw no one was talking, I decided to make the first move.

"Well, I will be on my way then," I said, and I was about to walk away from him when he grabbed my hands and asked if I felt any kind of connection. Truly, I kind of felt a spark when he touched me, and it felt right. But I am not going to say anything to him. "I didn't miss, and please let me go," I begged.

But he didn't listen. The next thing he did was pull me toward him and then throw me over his shoulder with ease.

"What the heck? Where are you taking me?" I nearly cried.

But he wasn't saying anything; the guy with him also followed. I looked around, but everyone was minding their business; they didn't even know someone was getting kidnapped.

What the heck have I gotten myself into? When I saw that no one else could come to my rescue except myself, I did what a reasonable person would do. I bit him hard, and it made him kind of tense, but it didn't help. I didn't stop wiggling; I was also screaming for help, but it wasn't heard. Not long after I saw a black-tinted car pull up close to us, he put me down and told me to go in, like, heck, I would do what he wanted. He can't just order me to do something for him.

I felt like my hands had gotten to where my pocket knife was. I was about to draw it out so I could attack him, but he was fast enough to hold my hands and smirk. "You are slow," he said, snickering. "Get into the car," he said again. "Never, I won't," I mumbled, folding my hands against my shirt. "Then you asked for this." Before I could ask him what he meant by that, he shoved me roughly into the car and got in too.

The other guy got into the passenger seat. I tried to open the other side of the car, but it was locked already.

"What's your name?" He asked, not looking at me but resting his head. I didn't reply. Then he glares at me, his eyeballs becoming deep blue.

"When I asked the question, you replied, I won't tolerate any disrespect from you." He growled. What the heck? Did he just...

"What is your name this time?'' he asked again in a menacing way. This man makes me scared. "My name is Selena. " What? You don't expect me to keep silent. I'm not ready to die.

He nodded his head and went back to his position, then the car became silent.

We have been driving for the past few hours now, and we haven't gotten to our destination. The drive has been silent, and we haven't come across a single human since we left that city. Yeah, we left my new city because I don't think we would still be in that city after three hours of driving with bushes on the sideways. You might be wondering how I knew about it for three hours. Of course, I can read the time shown on the front of the car.

The funny part was that I wasn't even frightened. After a few more hours, I slept off, leaving the rest to nature.

I felt myself being carried again, then I opened my eyes. "Leave me alone; I can walk myself," I said, shoveling him out of the way. But he didn't move a bit.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that." He growled fiercely. To terrify me. What is with him and his growling? He carried me up in bride style and walked towards a castle. Wow, I was stunned. It is extraordinarily huge and elegant. "Close your mouth so something doesn't get into it." He said, snickering.

When we got into the castle, many maids were going up and down, but the instant they saw him, every single person halted what they were doing with frightened faces. They all bowed. I was embarrassed because he was still carrying me.

Who is he, and why did these people give him so much respect? I wondered. He didn't even acknowledge them; he just climbed up the stairs. We got to a room, and he pushed the door open and dropped me on the king-size bed.

This will be your room, as from now on Sophia is going to bring in your belongings. You can ask her for help if you want anything, and again, you should go to bed early because we have a lot to talk about tomorrow." He said. Oh, my bag I nearly forgot about it. Before I could ask him or even thank him, he was already out, slamming the door.

I stood up from the bed and roamed around the room. I have never slept in this kind of beautiful room in my life. I sat on the bed again, jumping on it; it's very soft.

I heard a knock on the door; it must be the person he talked about. I told her to come in since it wasn't locked. She came in. Hmm, she is also pretty, just like him. I think she is going to be the same year as me or older than me.

"You must be Selena. Hi, I am Sophia, Damien's little cute sister." She said I was smiling a little too much, or maybe I am the issue since I haven't seen anyone smile at me before except my grandma, and since I was used to it, I don't smile or laugh.

"Hi," I replied timidly.

"Well, the maids are going to bring in your dinner; this is your bag." She said she was stretching it for me. I quickly collected it from her, kind of embarrassed since the bag is kind of worn out, and thanked her.

"You should go take your bath; I will go get your dinner." She announced that she was still standing there. I wanted her to leave before taking off my dress. I couldn't allow her to see my scars and bruises. When I saw her, she wasn't leaving. I took out my towel and also my PJ.

"Hold on, don't tell me you are going to take off your dress in the bathroom because I am here." She asked, stunned. I nodded and went into the bathroom before she asked any more questions.

Going into the bathroom, I peeled off my gown, the scarf around my neck, and my pop-socks, leaving my bra and pants on. I looked in the mirror to see the reflection of the ugly thing I had become.

My body was decorated with different sizes of scars; some have healed up already, while others are still healing up. I saw a red spot close to my ribcage; touching it was painful. My ribcage must have broken when James kicked me yesterday.

The only part of my body with no scars is my face. They purposely don't hit on my face so others won't be suspicious of them and get their reputation ruined. I didn't know when tears began escaping from my eyes. Those people are devils.

"Selena, is everything okay?" I heard Sophia ask. "Nothing is wrong, Sophia; I am fine," I replied. I quickly had my bath, put on my pajamas and socks, and used the scarf to wrap my neck.

I came out to see the maids bringing in my food. "This isn't mine alone, right?" I asked Sophia. "Yup, it's yours. Any problem with that?" "Hmm, no, there isn't; it's kind of much for me," I told her truthfully.

"Damien wants me to fill you with a lot of food because he thinks you are skinny, which I kind of agree with." She confessed.

After the maids left, I saw her looking at me weirdly and asking, "Is anything wrong?" I asked her when I couldn't contain my inquisitiveness.

"You dress in a weird way; what is with the scarf and socks? We are still in the summer period; don't you feel the heat?" She inquired.

"I am fine this way," I said curtly, trying to make her know the conversation was over. I don't want to talk about this topic.

I just finished eating. When I said finished, I meant eating the whole food brought by the maids. Sophia kept me company throughout, trying to make the room lively.

When I was done, she called the maid to come pack the dishes.

"Selena, you can go to bed now, so my brother doesn't get mad at me." She said she was smiling again.

"I rested on the bed, reminiscing about my life all over again. I wondered who this Damien guy was. Why did he think I was his? Why is Sophia taking care of me? And what exactly are we going to talk about tomorrow? Well, if I want us to talk, I need to sleep.

Not long after, I traveled to my dreamland.

Leaving tomorrow to solve its misery.

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