Hellish Love

CHAPTER 5 : [2]

"Hey."

"Wake up."

"Little miss."

The colorful visions flowing in my head gradually turned pitch black as my sense of hearing became stronger along with the feeling of being touched, while I kept on hearing the phrase, "Wake up." Indeed, I was waking up. My brows scrunched, the feeling of life rushing inside my body and a soft grunt escapes my mouth when I felt the pain from a healing bruise, specifically as I moved my swollen leg.

It was from a punishment for calling an emergency out of fear. To be precise, it was not to report them but a visitor who made me really uncomfortable. Yet again, they were very much involved since they will certainly be included in the investigation. Another punishment is to remove all the televisions from my sight because it is the only cause as to how I managed to know how to call for help.

I mean, how was an eight-year old supposed to learn without a school?

Nonetheless, it was not only me who was taught a lesson but that guest as well. Fortunately. The last moment I had that person within my sight was being dragged down by mommy and daddy's men towards the unwanted room. Whenever they talk about it, they call it the 'Red Room'. I do not know why, and they do not want me to ask either. I tried asking some of our maids yet they warn me not to go near unless I will be hunted by ghosts. After that, I never questioned again. I am afraid of ghosts whom I will never be able to see which makes them scarier.

I opened my eyes, the darkness of the room engulfing my body yet there is an even darker shadow that resembled a person. Fear struck in my senses and I threw the blanket away, immediately attempting what I was taught to do or what I remember from the sessions. If too risky to attack, throw anything to distract. Attack; to give more time to escape the room where the attemped crime happened and still is occurring. Run towards the nearest hidden cases of weapons. On another possible situation, run to the nearest hiding place, or to where many or most of the bodyguards are usually staying at. Never scream when doing so in order to avoid the incoming danger.

Tightly gripping on the pillow below my head, the unfamiliar shadow seemed to comprehend what I was trying to do, as he or she swiftly pinned his or her hand on my pillow to stop it while I still acted as fast as possible, grabbing the glass on the nightstand and was prepared to smash it on the person when he spoke again, "Do not continue what you are planning. I will be doing you a favor."

A feminine voice stopped me from my tracks. This, me being frozen, is definitely not what I was taught to do. It is solely me being naive and stupid. Yet, I knew I would not be able to do it properly if I continued, considering that my hands and my whole body are shaking. Who is this girl? Favor? What favor? Accepting defeat, I murmured with my dry throat, "Who are you?"

"I am Jihyun. I work under your parents as a servant of this household. I am sort of new here." She spoke gently, wary of being heard by anyone. I hear and feel a few shuffling before the lamp beside my bed is turned on, and I closed my eyes at the sudden light yet opened it later on. Getting used to the light, I saw her face which made me relieved as I remember seeing her sometimes in the kitchen. "Come with me, be sure to keep quiet."

"We both know that mommy and daddy will not like this. I cannot go outside." I shook my head, scared. Scared of what they may do to the two of us once they discover about the current occurrence. Furthermore, it might be worse for her since I think, after all, no matter how much they hurt me, they will never have the conscience to go too far. I always think about that and I will automatically forgive them for what they did. I want to love them even if I am scared of them. "Someone is always watching me."