#8- On my nerves

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♕︎Scarlet

At this point I am actually confused. I know I have been trying trying play the goody two shoes. Following the rules and all that because it's like obvious. Everyone sits here at the table , talking, laughing . The long rectangular table with a main seat which of course the eldest or the main person of the house sits at.

I don't even know what is going through their mind as they speak because after everything I have left behind and well.....still managed to get into it by one way or other. I hear Mayhem laughing over Dylan pouring his orange juice on himself accidently. I have come to notice that Blade keeps quiet most of the times along with Keith. Neil is basically the clown of the room I see.

"So, Ms.Carmine, how are you feeling today ?" A stern voice catches my attention as I snap my head back to the person who got me into this in the first place. "Oh, you know...just feel like taking you at the side and rip off the head from your rest of the body." I scrowled at Dylan with a fake smile and squinting my eyes with a intense stare at him. He has no idea how furious I am at him but at the same time I also want to ask him about Diana.

Dylan looks away from me knowing how i am gonna have his shit flipped. This week has to be the one week where I am not even thinking straight. If this was the old me I think I would have made a escape plan already. I held my gaze down and noticed I had barely touched the food infront of me. The moment I have met these people my appetite is like a rat. Because I dont even remember my last proper meal after the club night and.

"Excuse me " I got out of the room after excusing myself. Something is off. This feels off. I hurried off in the hallway and tried to take a deep breath. "You alright ?"a voice echoed, I knew who it was, I did not need to turn around it to confirm so I asked him turning my back against him. "Diana, how and where is she ?" Dylan keeping his mouth shut was not helping me at all. "Speak Dylan!" I continued in anger knowing what it does to me.

He sighed "she is okay, don't worry about her and I...I am sorry ?" Judging by his face expressions I knew he did not know what to say or to apologise because I don't think he has been in a position like this before. "Just tell me where she is" well she is at the apartment and been spending more time with me" "and let me guess, you give her my fake msgs and told her I lost my phone or something. Does she even know I am here ?" His expression fades away and that alone is enough to give me my answer. I walk right past him in disbelief of what these people have put me into.

And of course, how can I forget Isla wants to go shopping with me which I am sure Mayhem won't allow. Its not like we even talk for that matter. I don't even know where I am going. I find myself in a hallway with 3 paths and I realize I am lost in the castle / mansion whatever.

The black modern victorian hallway goes into three paths ahead of me and and I am standing right in the middle. There is literally no one around the hallway , no worker, no body guard, I wonder where my body guard is..I think he lost me on the way considering I took so many turns.

Okay to sum it up, i have no idea in which part of the house I am in and its freaky because this hall is empty which gives me the creeps.

I took the turn to my left and kept walking in hopes that i would find someone. My eyes wandered around the hallway. I think I am in the backside of the rooms whereas the doors are all in line the opposite side. The lightings were circled out dim lights on the ceiling. This whole house was beautiful regardless of ones taste might say something otherwise.

I kept walking without any ways out of the turn I took. The path made me take a right again. I caught a odd door at my sight with red highlights of light on it. It looked so modern and stood out from the rest of the doors from the house. I did not have a knob nor a door handle. Of course my curiosity too the best of me as I quickened my steps and headed towards it with a little hope to find someone in there whom I could ask for directions.

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