White Lies

Chapter 15

Chapter :15 -

I flinch hard, my hands cover my ears, I close my eyes when I hear another gunshot. "P-please don't d-do this, someone save m-me. Please s-someone." I kept chanting, trying hard to breath. I know very well I am having a panic attack right now, but I make no move to breath 'cause I'm too scared right now.

I start crying, sobbing, bawling like a little kid. "I don't wanna d-die just yet. I am not s-satisfied with this pathetic life. Please." I keep murmuring. I kneel down, not having the strength to stand.

I flinch when arms come around me, hugging me. "its okay, sweetie. No one's gonna hurt you, Elliot will take care of them. Breath." the person says and moves her hand up and down my arm in a comforting way. I start breathing even harder at the mention of Elliot.

"don't t-tell me you actually believe him. He will kill y-you for the most tiniest mistake, I can't b-believe you guys actually believe him." I mutter, anger taking over my already panicked state. I stand up and go out of the room. I cry out loud when I feel immense pain in my arm.

I fall on the floor, I look at my arm to see its bleeding, blood soaking my top. I cover it with my other hand. I hold back tears as I press my finger in the wound where the bullet went through. I groan in pain.

"I TOLD YOU TO NOT LET HER OUT OF THE ROOM!!!" I hear a male shout. I open my eyes and find Elliot screaming at Abigail for letting me out the room. I stand up with the little energy I have and go to Elliot.

"don't shout at her. I'm the one who p-pushed her away and ran out the r-." I stumble when I feel a wave of dizziness. Elliot holds me towards him and barks out orders to his bodyguards. He picks me up bridal style, I curl up in his arms not having the energy to protest.

He takes me outside and goes to the backyard. He goes inside the trail, further back his mansion, going into the forest behind his mansion. After few minutes of walking we reach a small home. He rings the bell impatiently.

I look at his face, his jaw clenched, furrowed brows, intensely looking at the door. The door opens and a lady comes into my view. Elliot pushes past her and lays me down on a bed. I groan when I feel a burning sensation in my arm.

The lady injects something in my neck. I feel sleepy all of a sudden, everything goes blank.

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I wake up with zero pain, I open my eyes and look around to find myself in my room. I look at my shoulder that got shot last night? It is wrapped around with a bandage and I have a shoulder sling on. I hear a knock on the door, Abigail enters the room with a food tray in her hand.

"how are you feeling, ma'am?" she asks as she sets down the tray on the side table and grabs some medicines from her apron pocket. "I feel no pain as of now." my voice scratchy, making me cough.

She hands me a glass of water. "thats good. Have some food, ma'am." I look at the soup and grilled cheese sandwich, my stomach growls. I gasp and quickly cover my stomach with both arms causing a sharp pain to shoot up to my shoulder. I groan at the sudden pain.

Abigail quickly moves my hand back to the resting position. "its not something to be embarrassed about, you should be careful with your hand." she says, her voice laced with concern.

"I'm sorry, I'll be careful. Can you feed me by any chance ?" I apologize and ask. She nods and grabs the bowl of soup and feeds it to me.

After a few minutes, the food is over. Abigail starts gathering everything and just as she's about to leave, I call her. "where's Elliot?" I ask.

"he is in his room, ma'am." I nod.

"I've never seen him so worried about someone." she says and leaves before I could ask anything. I sit there in a daze wondering.

What if Elliot's not as bad as Kartha says he is?

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