 Picture by littlemissmaggiemay | "I hate boys, but boys love me. I think they suck and my friends agree. I hate boys, but boys love me." I couldn't stand this ringtone, however it suited well for his ID. It rang for the thirteenth time, but I wasn't ready to pick it up. If I could I would never pick it up, however I knew what would happen to me if I did that. As much as I liked human touch I really wasn't ready to get shit beaten out of me, and I really do mean real shit... coming out... of me. Although my recoveries were paid for and I got the best care there was, but it still sucked - mentally! I have already lost count of surgeries I have had during these last five years serving him, however I still remember those victims who suffered because of me. They never leave my side and always come back to torture me in my dreams. I could ask for their forgiveness, but I knew it won’t undone what have been done. |
I waited for another incoming call to end and then rushed into the bathroom to get my hair under a stream of cold water. Although we made a deal, that he won’t monitor me in my apartment I still had this paranoia, he knew exactly where I was all the time and what was I doing. And for now I needed an alibi, why I couldn’t pick up the phone. But by the next time phone rang I picked up a towel and threw it around my shoulders as hair poured water on them and run to answer to that bastard.
-Moshi moshi!- my voice was low and a little bit hoarse, but I managed to get out the only phrase I knew he hated more than actual Japanese. While talking to him I always imagined how some Japanese kung-fu master was beating his fat lazy ass, but a feminine voice on the other side startled me.
-Angelica?- she whispered and I thought that my heart line just stretched out. Only one person knew this number as I wasn't allowed to communicate with others or make friends in that matter, but here she was, talking to me, through the line I wasn't allowed to share.
-Lu? What the...?!- I couldn't say anything else as my mind already was in a fright mode ready to get beaten... again. I saw how my hand started to shake, I lost control of my finger tips and they now were tipping the corner of a table.
-I don't have much time, so listen carefully!- her voice was stealthy as if she was hiding in the closet and imagining it just made my stomach crumble. I was afraid of her, but my selfishness made it clear, that I was more afraid for myself if someone will find out I got contacted. But then my brain switched on and another panic attack rushed through my body - she wasn't calling from another phone, she was calling from HIS phone.
-I finally found a way to get you out of this. Trust me, ok? I will send someone to protect you and please bear with it while I get everything done on my end, ok?- I couldn't understand anything she said as if my brain got fucked out of my head, but I knew quite clear that there were only two ways she would get this close to Him and none was pleasant.
-I don't need saving. Please, get yourself as far away as possible and wait for me in our first meeting spot, I will find you when I can!- I knew I sounded as if I had just run a marathon as I couldn't take enough air to fill my lungs, but my head spun as if I had more than enough of it.
-My plan is already in motion, this time I will be able to save you!- I wished I could answer something more, but I heard a voice somewhere in the background and she hung immediately. I couldn't wrap my head around what had just happened as I haven't seen Lu for almost 6 years now, but she still was after me and I wasn't sure how I felt about it!
-Moshi moshi!- my voice was low and a little bit hoarse, but I managed to get out the only phrase I knew he hated more than actual Japanese. While talking to him I always imagined how some Japanese kung-fu master was beating his fat lazy ass, but a feminine voice on the other side startled me.
-Angelica?- she whispered and I thought that my heart line just stretched out. Only one person knew this number as I wasn't allowed to communicate with others or make friends in that matter, but here she was, talking to me, through the line I wasn't allowed to share.
-Lu? What the...?!- I couldn't say anything else as my mind already was in a fright mode ready to get beaten... again. I saw how my hand started to shake, I lost control of my finger tips and they now were tipping the corner of a table.
-I don't have much time, so listen carefully!- her voice was stealthy as if she was hiding in the closet and imagining it just made my stomach crumble. I was afraid of her, but my selfishness made it clear, that I was more afraid for myself if someone will find out I got contacted. But then my brain switched on and another panic attack rushed through my body - she wasn't calling from another phone, she was calling from HIS phone.
-I finally found a way to get you out of this. Trust me, ok? I will send someone to protect you and please bear with it while I get everything done on my end, ok?- I couldn't understand anything she said as if my brain got fucked out of my head, but I knew quite clear that there were only two ways she would get this close to Him and none was pleasant.
-I don't need saving. Please, get yourself as far away as possible and wait for me in our first meeting spot, I will find you when I can!- I knew I sounded as if I had just run a marathon as I couldn't take enough air to fill my lungs, but my head spun as if I had more than enough of it.
-My plan is already in motion, this time I will be able to save you!- I wished I could answer something more, but I heard a voice somewhere in the background and she hung immediately. I couldn't wrap my head around what had just happened as I haven't seen Lu for almost 6 years now, but she still was after me and I wasn't sure how I felt about it!
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