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“What’s with you and those stupid rules!” I replied, more tears threatening to leave my eyes.
“I’ll surely tell you Corazon just keep quiet,” he said.
What did he say? Cora what?
“Corazon,” he said.
Oh god. He and his mind–reading techniques.
“Is it a compliment?”
“Please, please let me visit my family or at least tell me how they are!” I said ignoring his most stupid question.
“Oh, yea sure but first, listen,” he said. “Corazon” he added.
I nodded my head in acceptance.
“Just some little things:
- Don’t mess with me.
- Don’t ask for reasons for anything I do.
- Don’t ask me anything about why and where or what is happening.
- Follow whatever I say without any questions.
- Don’t ever try to escape”
“What? Are these even rules, I mean you’re just maid–zoning me!”
“That’s on you, take whatever name you want, Corazon” he smirked at me. “You are my Corazon for me”
“And… Stop calling me that, please!”
“Why Corazon? I’ll call you whatever I want” he said. “You don’t have a fucking right to tell me that!!” he yelled
suddenly.
What the hell is he?
He has a really severe bipolar disease.
“I… I… uh… oh… ok” I said. He smirked.
“And yes, CORAZON” he emphasized the word. “Don’t you dare stutter from now on” and with that, he left the room.
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Welcome to hell, Hailey,
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I sat down on the bed after he left the room. I was in deep thoughts about what should I do, and how.
Will Alex be okay?
I want to ask him. He swiftly took me off the topic. But, I’m just… uh… kind of afraid of him. Of course, I will be! He literally kidnapped me and has made me a maid!
Just that I don’t have to do any house chores, lol
That’s not the time for cracking jokes, stupid! Just think of some ways to escape or at least talk to your family!
Then I remembered my phone. I started searching here and there, in my purse too but there was no phone.
Of course, he has taken it, dumbo.
Let’s use our brain and think of some way.
I started looking here and there for something that might help me go out. It was a big room, but just useless stuff like clothes and all was there.
Clothes.
I can have a nighty here, maybe? If yes, then I can tie some clothes and make a rope and escape from the window!
I started looking in all the clothes in the walk–in closet. There were tons of clothes, all sizes. All sizes mean top, frock nighty, gown, everything.
I took mostly all the long clothes and tied them in a rope. I used many clothes and then it became much tight. It was almost perfect. Then I shifted towards the window.
What. The. Fuck.
Am I on the 100th floor or something!? It’s way too much height!
My breath refused to go in and out when I heard the door creaking.
Come on, it’s not a horror movie and neither is this house old that the door would creak.
I think I heard a clicking sound of the door opening.
“Planning to escape?” someone said. And that someone was definitely him.
I stopped at my place. The rope was still in my hands, but I dropped it because of fear.
“N–no,” I said.
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“Sa, men you were about a hang yourself he salt and this time I was much wared
“Wau” I replied again.
You need a fucking lessen” he said. “Bitch”
“What?” I asked my breath hitching
He picked up the rope and I already rock many steps back so I was far away.
You will regret making this.” he said, his hands roaming around the rope.
“What? N–no.” I said but he brought it to me. I took many steps behind and finally hit the wall.
“Be a good girl and come here. I’ll not beat you much then” he said.
All the colors from my face drained up. So, he… really will beat me.
“P–please d–don’t.” I said.
Too late, Bruja,” he said.
Bru- again some foreign word?
I was just wondering about the word when I felt a sudden pain in my forearm. I screamed in pain. Then it got to me that he whipped me. Why the hell did I make the rope so tight!?
Pp–please stop,” I said.
He smirked. “It hurts?” he asked.
I didn’t know what to reply. I kept my mouth shut.
“Speak, bruja!!” he yelled and I stepped back, but then it hit me that I was already against the wall.
I started crying.
“Y–yes, it h–hurts” I cried. He smirked again.
“You need to know this very well,” he said. “I’m not who you think. Don’t ever break my rules again, ever!” he yelled as he kept the rope down.
I nodded my head.
“Words, Bruja!!” he yelled.
“U–understood sir.” I said.
“Good,” he said.
I didn’t know what was going on. He was abusive? Really? I–I can’t believe it.
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