15: CALL

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RAIN

I shook my head to stop myself from thinking about the smell of blood from Phayu from that night. He is a member of the mafia and it's normal to be involved in some fights, right? I just hope he's not getting himself hurt.

Ugh, seriously? Who the hell should be worried for who? The man I'm worried about is the same man that restricted me from calling anyone since I gained consciousness. I need to find a way to know what's been happening outside. Asking Sig and Por is useless since they're so scared of Phayu that they won't even tell me anything worth knowing.

I stood by the window and watched Por as he talked to someone on the phone at the garden. Since none of them will ever tell me anything, I need to do it myself.

Though Phayu let me walk around, I'm still restricted from entering certain areas of the mansion and I'm not allowed to exit this room without Por and Sig. Phayu's been acting weird and I noticed how guards keep coming in the mansion, some even hiding from me as soon as I pass by. Are things getting out of hand that he had this much people guarding this place?

I stepped away from the window when I saw Por hide his phone in his right pant pocket. Compared to Sig, Por is more carefree and is easily distracted. There's a higher chance of stealing his phone without him noticing.

..

"Por, can you get me ice cream?" I asked as soon as Por came the room with a tray of sandwich and juice.

"Ice cream? But you said you wanted chicken sandwich." Por said, looking confused at my sudden change of appetite.

"I changed my mind. Can't you get me ice cream? I really want ice cream." I said with a pout and Icould see how he looked at me with concern.

"O-okay, I'll get ice cream." Por said giving up before leaving the room.

A few minutes later, Por came back with a one-liter chocolate ice cream. From the looks of it and the time it took from him to come back, he probably got in from the kitchen.

"Chocolate? No other flavor?" I asked as Por sighed.

"Choco, strawberry, vanilla, and matcha." Por enumerated, I'm starting to feel sorry for him.

"But I wanted cookies and cream." I said with a pout and crossing my arms together.

"C-cookies and cream? Like, that white and black thingy? I think I saw—"

"Ah! No! I want double-dutch!" I cut him off making him stare at me.

"Sir Rain... are you playing with me?" Por asked seriously, did I just get caught?

"B-but I want double-dutch... I've been locked up in here and I just... I just..." here goes my acting skills, just hope it works.

I felt my eyes go teary as Por began to panic.

"O-okay-okay! I'll buy it you! Please don't cry, okay? I'll go get it now-like right now." Por said in a panic as he ran to the door.

As soon as the door closed, I let out a sigh. That was too easy. As expected, Por's observation is poor and he didn't even notice that I already got his phone in my hand. Guess learning a few magic tricks and having quick hands has its perks. I just never thought I'd be using that experience for something like this.

I quickly locked the door before taking out Por's phone from my back pocket. I saw him unlocking it with a simple pattern, like an 'S' sign, so I tried it out and it unexpectedly opened. My brows furrowed as I looked at his wallpaper, a hand with a ring holding a cat. Maybe he's a cat person.

"Shit." I cussed as I remembered that I don't have any contacts to even call.

I can't go online since I forgot my password and all of my passwords are saved on my phone, damn it. I knew I had to memorize at least some passwords and e-mails. Well it's not like I ever imagined myself to be locked up in a mansion.

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