As much hate Is to love

Chapter 5 - Mirror mirror

Celiné

I lay on the king sized bed. It's comfy.. too comfy actually. The silky smooth fabric on my pillow. Against my cheek.

It feels unnatural.. strange. Sitting here. Laying on the mattress. It feels weird.

I can't imagine. I can't believe. I can't. I can't. I don't want to believe that I've been sold...

My mind is fogging up with thoughts, It's holding me hostage. I'm trying to escape the awful reality. I can't. I just can't.

I'm once again. Sinking into thoughts. Until.. someone knocks on the door. Loudly..

I sit back up. I was scared, nervous.. I slowly walk over to the door. And I open It carefully..

I look up to see the man In that alley.. the same slick back.. and a little messy..

He towers over at me. Looking down as I stare at him. I probably look a mess..

"Get ready, we're having a meeting"

He mentions In a cold tone. Face blank, lips slightly parted.. eyes glued to me. I couldn't say anything but to look at him intensely.

Glaring at every detail, inch of his face.. I was still staring at him with anger and a hint of irritation until he stares at my wrist..

I catch his eyes staring at my arm. As I snap back to reality. I back away a few steps, pull my sleeves down and shut the door..

I hear him walk away slowly.. I sigh In relief.. as I try to think.. what the hell did he mean by "meeting" what it only us? Or?

I figured out that I could wear something nice.. but absolutely not a dress.. or something with short sleeves or a short skirt.

I had my reasons. Plus, as said I didn't know him..

But I put one some basic clothes; jeans, long sleeved shirt and the same broken down dirty converses.

I take a breath in my inhaler, and close my eyes shut.

I tried to keep the lyrics of "Here with me" by d4vid In my head.

As made my way down the long long hallway and the down the stairs that look like heaven..

I make It down to the dining table. And the same second I stepped foot into the room he came out of the other side, surprisingly.

I look a little stunt but I brushed It off. We both took our seats. It was a long table. He sat in front of me. He just glared.

And I stared back. Until I built up the courage to say.

"I- where you also forced into this?..."

I asked as I stare at him the same demeanor. Annoyed and confused. With a hint of concern..

He took a few seconds to respond..

"That's nothing you should be aware of, nor know about"

He answered flatly. His jaws tight and tense. I needed answers, I had a thousand, millions questions to ask.