Can I Kill You? (DAILY UPDATES)

Noodles And Ice Cream

The door shut closed in a loud bang, but I was numb to it.

The tears streaming through my eyes felt warm against my skin, but my fingers felt cold against the railing, almost to the point that it was burning.

I pulled my hand away, shaking the coldness off my hand. I stared at the door, my breath pacing up instead of my footsteps. I wiped off the tears rolling down my cheeks, my jaw clenching.

I ran down the stairs, sitting next to the fireplace with my hands burying my face. My mind spiralled out of control.

Who the heck does this man think he is? The freaking audacity to throw me out of the room!? What did I do wrong? None of this was my fault. I only wanted to know what I was supposed to do.....

I looked down at the floor, my eyes widening in a moment of stillness. Tears dripped down on the floor.

"I hate you Donnor. I hate you so much!!"

I shouted, not caring at that moment if he would hear it. I needed to let him out of my system. Enough is enough.

First my dad....now me....

What did I ever do to him?

Everything has been done by him. Every single thing.

"Gosh. I need to get out of this place. I can't....I can't....I won't be able to take this for long..."

I grabbed the mop. It was time to clean this living room, cook whatever, and get out of this hell.

I need to know where the others were. We did agree to work for this empire. The next step was to find a way to escape.

I mopped the living room in a rush, thinking of ways I could try to find some more clues about this empire.

So far all I know of is Gonna, Urun, the muscled man, this penthouse, some mansion, a place in the middle of a desert...a computer room, a files room...

How the heck do I even get out of this penthouse and not get seen?

I looked around at the ceiling of the living room, scanning the corners.

Gosh. There it was. Blinking red lights. This whole place was being recorded.

After cleaning the living room, I went inside the kitchen, eyeing the ceiling. There was a CCTV camera here as well.

Of course.....

I sighed, washing my hands in the sink. I scanned the cupboard, looking for something to cook.

The cupboard was full of containers and colourful boxes.

I picked up a yellow-coloured box, labelled, "instant noodles."

"Ah....."

Don't ask me what made me smile, but I checked the boxes which were kept beside it.

One was orange and the other pink.

The pink one was hella cold. I looked at the label. It said "strawberry ice cream."

Wait.....

I looked at the cupboard, then back at this frozen box. I looked around. There was a microwave in here fitted above the cupboard, sink, plates, utensils, stove, gas....

No refrigerator?

Oh no. This ice cream would melt in no time.

Something clicked in my mind.

I grabbed the yellow box, ignoring what the orange box was, and picked up the pink one instead.

I plopped the noodles in a pan and grabbed some vegetables from a big glass bowl, namely, onions and spinach.