23 years old Cemre Yilmaz gets a shock when her mom announces her that she and her family needs to move to Istanbul to get some money. Her mom is Seher Yilmaz, mother of three children: Ceren, the middle child of 20 years old, Civan the youngest, of...
Cemre pov: I took a taxi and went to the address I was told to go to. You entered and a young lady told me to come in. -Ms. Cemre? -Yes! It's me! -Come inside! We have to do your make up and then you can go to the stage. -Alright! I say walking inside the restaurant. Some nice people did my make up and gave me a dress. It was so beautiful...a dark red dress like a royal one.
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(The dress) They curled up my hair and tied my eyes with something. -What? What's going on? -This is the usual routine we do here. You can free your eyes when you are done singing. -Uhmm. I am not sure if I want to do this. I say while I already made one hundred scenarios in my head. -You can take your phone with you if you want to. When I heard that I felt released and went in the stage even blindfolded. When I stepped on the stage I felt the lady's hand leave my back and a man hand suddenly taking my hand. I knew it was a man's hand because of its size, it was much bigger than mine. The man walked me in front of the microphone and place my hands gently on it.
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Then the music started.
After I finished singing I heard some applause then I unleashed my eyes and seen...Cenk bey. What is happening here? -Nurse and singer. Well that's a combination I never heard of. By the way...nice voice you actually impressed me. -You..! What are you?! Who are you?! I didn't get to finish my idea and he interrupted me. -What am I? Well I am a human, and who I am? I am Cenk Karacay! I am that one man who can rent a local for a night just to make the thing how I want. -What?! -You know...you made talk yesterday. You found out everything so I can't let you stay in my house from now on. I have to punish you and I found to ways, so...I thought that the better option to make you stop manipulating people for your interest is punishing you with both ways. -No...You are the definition of crazy! You told me about how you pushed Nedim of the window. And I didn't asked you for my interest! I asked you for your cousins own good! How can you be so cruel? Why can't you try to help him walk again? If you know you are guilty helping him is the only way to get rid of your sin! -SHUT UP! He yells then silence is found it's place between us and then I see how he starts pouring some champagne into a glass. -Are you serious right now? Are you gonna punish me for what? For making you an idiot today? Or what? -That's exactly what I am gonna punish you for, but I also have another reason. You using me. -FOR THE NAME OF GOD I DIDNT USE YOU! -Oh, if you say so. I have another reason, I will also punish you for getting on my mom's nerves and after I will get rid of you me and her will be finally free. -No! No you won't be free. Because the guilt will be following you, not your mom because looked into her eyes and seen that she doesn't gives a fuck about Nedim, but that day...when you told me everything, you broke into my arms, you were so upset and guilty, I told you that you aren't a monster, that you are not guilty, but I swear to God that if you make me change my mind I will treat you just like your mom and I will make your life a living hell, you won't be able to get rid of me. And how are you planning to do it anyways? -What can I say, you are impressing me! -Oh, you didn't see anything yet. -I know, that's why I want you to get out of the mansion and my life. And the punishments will be... His phone rings but he declined it and starts talking again -First one. I filmed you singing in this restaurant and my mom also has a video with you singing in not even a bar, something worse. You might not know but I do, my dad hates singers and mostly not professionals ones, just like you. Once he comes back from his little trip he will see these videos. -Oh right. I say smiling sarcastically and rolling my eyes. -And the second punishment? I ask. -Well the second punishment will be...more like a pleasure to me... He says while leaning to kiss me. And then I realized, this, all of this was just for his crazy collection, he finally found a girl that wasn't crazy after him, that hates him and that would kill him once she has the occasion. And that girl is me. Until he got to kiss me I took the champagne bottle and broke it in his head. -I am calling the police. I say while watching him place his hands on his head groaning in pain. Someone was calling me, I look and it was my sister, Ceren. -Ceren? -Cemre? Where are you? Come to the police section. It's about Civan and Agah bey. -Civan? What happened to him?! I will be there. I close the call and go back to Cenk bey. -I swear if one single scar appears on my face... He says but then I interrupt him by saying. -I don't care about what happens to your face! Now drive me to the police section. -And you think I am that stupi- I interrupt him again. -Its about my brother and your dad. Now let's go! Without blinking his face turns serious and his hands come down from his head, he takes the car keys and starts running.
