Evident

23.

Three days had passed since his absence. I didn't know what and where the heck he was...

I was sad.

Was he hurt?

Did something happen to him...

These thoughts were so thick that it kept me up which had me missing out on sleep for two days now.

He didn't even check up on me...

Was it all in my head? That kissed was more than what I can imagine. Was I the only one that felt these kind of things for us...

It was so passionate that even after three days, it didn't hesitate to warmed my very frame and shuddered my breath.

Imali was more attached me now more than ever and I couldn't even blame him, his owner was becoming more and more distant and it hangs a dark cloud above my head.

I have decided that I was going to go into the tribe and looked for his ass. I didn't care if it got me in trouble, I needed to know if he was okay.

It's not like I was going there to caused problem, I learnt from my mistake.

It was night so I told myself that no matter the darkness of the night I was going to go back to the tribe whether if I get hurt or not.

Donning in a black leather jacket, a black inside spaghetti strap blouse and some black leather leggings with black combat boots, I swing my hair up into a braided ponytail and with much battle, I left my knife on the table, I didn't want them to feel threatened if they searched me.

I was only going there for the sake of Aureliano.

I needed to see him.

I didn't know if I was making the wrong decision by doing this but I shrugged it off and told myself that I was doing this only because of the care I had for the Don.

After feeding Imali and making sure that he was okay, I smiled softly down at my now fully healed knee and explored the warmness that came with the thought of the amount of care he had put into it.

Leaving the warmness of the hut, the back door closed behind me and I took the direction that Aureliano took to go into the tribe.

The darkness of the cave, drowned me as I walked, the deep rushes from the waterfall resounded up ahead and I pocketed my hands with thoughts about him.

I walked with worry, strolling with care about his wellbeing. I thought about what I'd say to him after just three days of us kissing...

Sighing just behind the overflowing of the water fall, the moonlight reflected through each rushes and I contemplated with myself.

I was so tempted to turn back and go into the hut but I held my ground and pushed myself into the heavy smoothing water. As its surface drowned me, a gasp flew pass my lips as a tightness squeezed around both of my ankles, my lungs freezes up in pain as the water continued to pelt down on me.

I tried to move but the chains that was now tightly wrapped around both of my ankles kept me still.

Fuck

Fuckity

Blood fucking fuck, this was a trap.

I tried escaping them, the water slaps heavily over me and before I even could have thought of my way out of this, the metal that I was standing on slid apart automatically and I gasped as my body descended down into the ground.

I flop down unto the stony ground face front, my nose hitting on the cracks of the stone and I shakily lift a hand to grip my now bloody nose, it drips metallic blood down to the surface of my lips.

The scent of it, pumps my blood in adrenaline and I adjusted my eyes to the darkness.

The air was thick and cold but I didn't miss the large steels that went from floor to ceiling as it surrounded me. I was in a cell and I searched through the darkness, my teeth founded the very flesh of my bottom lip as I tried to sit up.

I grunted and stand, pain rocks through my head, I felt a trail of blood which gushed from my forehead, it slowly tracks the very dark tone of my skin to the top of my eyebrows.

I walked towards the steels, holding unto them as I grunted. "Let me out."

I enforced a harsh shake to the thick steels, it shook as my voice reverberated back to me.

It's almost as if they were mocking me.

And It ripped annoyance up my spine.

All for the sake of wanting to see this man, I've put myself in a sticky situation where I do not know if this would send me to my death.

I tighten my fingers around the steels, my eyes darkening in anger as I told myself no matter what comes my way, I will fight.

Before I could process what was actually happening, I grunted as a sharp object snap into my head from behind.

I fell to the ground on my stomach, blood gushing out as everything spins around me.

"We found the intruder."

Blood pumps into my ears as multiple voices sounded the area, the creaking of the cells door, scrapes against the floor loudly and it increased the compound headaches that has joined together in oneness and throbs into my nerves.

Footsteps came up towards me and my weak frame trembled as he swung a steel weapon across my face, I withheld the need to scream because in spite of it I told myself that I was not a weak bitch and I will not satisfy these fucked up tribal people.

I tried to defend myself by rolling away so that I could find space to stand but the brute grip my braids and yank my head up, my neck strained as I tried to seek the eyes of my torturer who was above me but he didn't even give me the privilege.

"Who sent you."

Gathering spit, I spat my saliva in his face and gritted. "Go to hell."

He grunted and my forehead snap towards the stony ground as he pushed my head away.

Multiple voices spoke at once; I couldn't even make out what they were saying because of the compelling pains.

Two hands grip both of my arms and tried to dragged me across the cell, I tried to shove my body between his legs to stop him but a sharp pain flew up into my bruised face, I bit my tongue to withhold the scream that tried to flow out from my lungs.

"Let me go you sick fuck!"

My hip digged into the stony ground, they chuckled and I swallowed as the asshole toss me somewhere close to the corner of the stony walls.

"I'm going to fucking kill you!" I warned.

They ignored me as they tied both of my hands together with a rope, I gritted my teeth as the rope sink into my wrist and drew blood, I tried to resist them as they grab both of my legs but because of the pain it weakens my defense.

They placed my legs together and tied both of my ankles.

Tears stings my eyes as I thought about Aureliano.

Was he behind all of this....

What did I do to him for him to order his sick fuckers to kill me?

"I'm giving you one last chance to tell us who you are and who sent you." The deep unfamiliar voice said.

It annoyed me to the core and I smirk coldly, listening as chains dragged on the ground and came over towards me.

"The devil himself sent me." Before I could comprehend, the person stoop low towards me on the ground, he grab my jaw tightly and I withhold the screams as the heavy metals that was steaming heat dragged across my weaken body, silent tears raced down my blooded cheeks as I told myself to not give up....