Brutal love

Chapter 8

Elora 🪸

I was SCARED. Beyond scared, that fact that I was in the lions den didn't help my anxiety to calm down. When Zane had dropped the bomb about our whereabouts, I was shook. The idea of being around Zane itself was a problem and now I'm here with the whole gang. Where I am utterly powerless.

I was worse than an ant, I couldn't do anything and this scared me more.

Now I was alone sitting near a tree behind the bonfire, Zane had told me to stay near him and everything would be fine, but how could I be near him when he went way ahead of me and is busy with others. I couldn't just go and sit there like I belonged to to any of them.

Now I'm just sitting near a tree, in uniform, with the mosquitoes and wet grass beneath me. I get treated worse than some kind of Cinderella story. All I could do now is hope that no one, Emily in particular, catches me in their 'territory'. Delusional or not I was sure they wont spare me this time.

I lean my head towards the tree and release a sigh. Thinking about when I'm going to move out from here and live a peaceful life. The thought of moving away from here made me smile, which was rare.

I couldn't stop think about how cliché my life was, being bullied then not being able to tolerate it anymore, moving away etc etc. I constantly checked on Zane to see if he looked for me, I wanted him to because he said he wanted me near him.  Or maybe just because I didn't want to think that he was lying to me again or treating me miserably again.

"So you are here, aren't there a little too many mosquitoes here? You should get into one of the tents" a guy who I remember hanging around with Zane gestured towards the tents. So I followed him.

Checked all the tents, none were vacant and now I was terrified and annoyed. Annoyed that I didn't run away from Zane the moment I saw him and was terrified because I'm going to be sleeping out and who knows what could happen to me.

"I don't think there are any vacant ones" he says apologetically.

"Its okay I'll manage" I give him a tight smile and he leaves. I didn't want him to because I know there is no fucking way I could manage, I barely knew anyone and I was alone.

An hour went by and I was still near the tree, everyone now dispersing to their own tents, each tent filled with one couple. Rough night for them.

Right now I'm contemplating whether to call Mr. Steve, my driver, or check for Zane. I mean I could text him or maybe call him? But there is a high chance I'll make him angry or His queen, Emily. But he did say that I should stick close to him. But then again, whenever I trust him and his words, I always get betrayed and hurt. Not that it bothers him.

I'm probably not going to choose plan B. It's 11 in the evening and I don't wanna disturb Steve. He's old and has a family to be with at least at night. I wish I had my car.

I know I'm crazy but I'm really thinking of finding Zane, not him exactly but his car keys, that would be risky but I don't really know. Because the bugs are annoying me, the dew drops are making my skirt wet and it's just so cold I have no fucking idea what to do.

I should really stop trusting Zane, he's always lying and I always trust him. Hell I have no clue why he brought me here, this is all so stupid. I'm stuck in this place with no one to be with and I'm out alone in the middle of nowhere, everyone is busy sleeping and I'm here being pitiful again.

Angry and frustrated and sad, my tears roll off, I'm a crying mess, no sobs, no voice, my face is blank and tears keep rolling. Tears that says that I have had enough of this, no emotions pulling down. I am really so tired of this.