Chapter Nine: Plan #2 (Part 2)

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Hope's POV

"She mostly has to actually understand that, Carl in a for all intents and purposes big way. I mostly want to kind of protect her, this generally is
the only way." I actually hear very familiar voices, opening my really heavy eyes.

I essentially see a blurry figure.I rub my eyes and a tear actually falls off in a for all intents and purposes big way. Adrian, Carl and Cain
particularly are standing outside the room talking about something, which I kind of do not basically hear now.

I give up and lie on my side as I do not have any energy to move any further. I suddenly remember the tribe, people, me as a sacrifice and then I suddenly passed out. My heart starts beating so fast and tears well up in my eyes as I think of that moment.

I am interrupted by Adrian, "You are awake" Looking up at him, I sit up on the bed and all I could see was cold eyes glaring at me, he had no
emotions. He walks towards the couch and sits on it as he pours himself a glass of scotch which is on the table in front of the couch and sips on to it.

"I... I am sorry, I should not have ran away like that, and thank you so much for saving me, I didn't mean to cause you any trouble but I could not marry you when I know that you do not love me, or had ever loved me" I hear glass shatter and Adrian marching towards me, he looks at me
anger in his face and I meekly look away from him. He should be angry, but not this much.

"You have gone too far, Hope. If I had not put CCTV in all these dense forests, then you would have been sacrificed like an animal. You would
have been dead and even your bones could not have been found! I would have lost you even before having you Hope. I... love you, I truly do! What do I have to do to make you believe me? But that is for a different day, right now, you will suffer the consequences of what you did yesterday. " He states.

"I ... but... what kinda punishment? Will you hi... hit me?" asking in fear as the traumatic experience of my past flashes back.

He sighs, and speaks, " I can't hit you baby, even if you hurt me badly, I would never hit you. But for you this experience is going to be really
traumatic, really cruel and ruthless. Get up' He orders, I am taken aback when he suddenly drags me up with my arms. What is wrong with him? He has never done this! He has never been so angry or upset with me.

" Come on, you will know your place after this punishment" He barks in front of my face, I shut my eyes close and open as now I am being
dragged by him outside the room.

He walks in at a humane speed, " Stop" I say as I struggle to walk with his pace. He stops, leaves my arm, bends over, grabbing my legs he throws me on his shoulder and I start to protest, " What the f**k?, Stop" I put my hand in a fist and hit his back in case he listens, "Wait, please stop. Put me down, Adrian, Right Now!" I yell.

We reach a staircase and he walks down them and says, " You will be staying here for a week or until you stop rebelling and marry me" He puts me down in a dark basement like room, which had a small dirty bed and a small window which was way above my height.
There was very little light coming from outside the door, I knew if that door closed it would be dark. I hate the dark, not after what happened to me 8 years ago. I sit down leaning
onto the wall .

"I will... I will have a hard time speaking, with nervousness I continue, " Please, you know I hate dark, I will accept anything but this! Please": But he did not listen and left me after shutting the door behind him. I could not breathe, I wanted to get out of here, banging on the door as hard as I could , my breathing continued to hitch.

" I hate... you.. Ad! Please" Tears roll down my eyes and flashbacks appear in my eyes. "I hear him, Ad... please help"


**** Part 3 coming up***

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