FRAGILE : A Lovestory

Silent Cries - 2

Trigger warning : Depiction of strong language, abuse, sexual assault, violence.

Isabella's POV :

When I opened my eyes, there was this big, muscular guy standing in front of me. His broad shoulders almost blocked my view of that drunk man. I peeked out to see what was going on, and I saw him grabbing that drunk man's hand.

He was preventing him from hitting me. The very next moment, he turned him around, and pushed him away harshly, causing that drunk man to stumble back and fall down.

"Watch your tongue, man!" he warned the drunk guy. But, that drunk man tried to hit back at the guy who saved me. But this hero dodged the punch and flicked the drunk man's forehead.

"Ouch!" That made the drunk man hold his head and cry out in pain.

"I hate freeloaders!" He said before turning towards me, "are you alright?" He asked. Nervously, I nodded and glanced back at the drunk man, who was still stumbling around, holding his forehead.

The hero reassured me, saying, "Don't worry, he won't come back. And if he does, I'll make sure he won't be able to walk the next few days." He said while pointing behind him, reassuring me that he had my back.

But damn, I am not even listening to him.

I was stunned by how big his muscles were and how he constantly made my heart flutter. He was wearing a shirt tucked into his black pants, with the sleeves rolled up, which highlighted his impressive muscles.

His hair was neatly styled in a curly twists. Despite wearing a mask, his brown eyes were visible, accompanied by a cold and stubborn expression from his eyebrows. He had a mysterious yet incredibly attractive aura. The way he stared at me made my heart race, and I found myself lost in my thoughts.

Suddenly, he caught my attention by flicking his fingers before me.

He asked with a smirk, "Back to Earth, huh?" He smirked.

"Well, enjoy your party night." And just like that, he left without saying a word. It suddenly dawned on me that I forgot to ask for his name.

He was my savior; without him, I have no idea what would've happened to me today.

When I was about to go, i heard that everyone where talking about what just happened now.

Soon My dad came running to me, "what in the world happened?!" He asked panicked. He looked around and noticed the crowd, "Let's go home" he suggested and attempted to grab my hand.

I moved back, I felt a bit nervous since what was the reason for me to go home now; I'm here, standing safe and sound.

I tried to come up with an excuse, "Dad I'm fine, I just need to go to restroom" I said and was about to sneak away, but he insisted that I should go home and eventually dragging me out of the ball.

As he was dragging me towards the car, I noticed something strange. It wasn't the same car I had taken a ride in earlier; it was my dad's car. I wondered if we were going somewhere together. He forcefully pushed me into the car from one side, while he got in from the other side.

The car ride was eerie, to say the least. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Not even my own breath made a sound. It felt like the tension in the air was suffocating. I couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen next.

So, we finally arrived at the mansion. As you were heading upstairs to your room, he suddenly called out, "Isabella, come to my office, we need to talk." With those words, he disappeared into the office. You followed after him, nervous about what he wanted to discuss.

At Lancaster Mansion - Robert's study room :

When you stepped into the office, it was so dark and quiet in there, only a dim light shined in the middle of the room. The room was as always filled with bookshelves, like a mini library.

Suddenly, He called you and said, "Here, sit down quickly." It startled you, and you turned around to see his silhouette sitting at the desk by the window, it shined more because of moonlight. You couldn't help but feel a bit nervous as you lowered your head and took a seat. It was definitely a moment filled with anticipation and uncertainty.

There was pin drop silence, none of us talked, he kept staring at me which he played with his pen. "Isabella, you know what you did today" he asked being dead serious, "Dad , it's not my mistake at all. That man tried to harass me-"

"SHut UP!" I flinched hard, he put his pen down, "That man? Is that how you call your soon-to-be husband?" He asked, his eyes glaring straight through me, leaving me trembling and shocked by the words. "M-y what-t?" Tears brimming in my eyes, i tried to control them.

I want to cry so much right now, but now atleast not infront him right here. How can a man like that be my fiance? He has no respect for me at all, I was quite furious, my dad is controlling me from the day I born, but I'm not letting him ruin my life by choosing my life partner.

"Yes, he is Kevin, the very son of Mathew my childhood friend, you will be engaged to him by next month, i brought to you this party to introduce to him"

I lost control over my tongues. "Is that Mannerless guy, my fiance?" I said raising my voice, "How dare a girl like you, talk about him like that?!" He shouted.

"Aren't you grateful that I raised you and didn't throw you away?" He said giving me a disgusted look. What is he talking about?

"You should be thankful that I gave you a luxury life. And gave you everything you want" "I didn't received everything I want, i received the things I needed to be used by you infront of EVERYONE ! I was just a doll of yours, you never loved me or gave me any luxury life, I don't even know who is my mom. Maybe I'm really not your daughter, as they say!! You really are the worst!!"

*SLAP*

"Say that again!" He slapped me.

"BITCH!!" He beat me, but not in a worst way, because he knows I'm a weakling, blood trickled down from my mouth, he didn't go far too far, because I was going to be married and I needed to be presented.

"I thought you had some discipline and i let you out today. But I think I was wrong" he said, i widened my eyes, "No-o" "I think, you need to be locked up in that room AGAIN" He grabbed me by my arm harshly and drag me to THAT room.

"NOO!" He kept going on, till we reached the door of that room. It was store room, small and filled with things, enclosed room with no windows or light. "Dadd!" He jerked me infront of that room, "any last words?" He smirked, "pleas-e dad, i apologise for my behaviour-r..." i cried touching his feet. "It's too late Sweetheart" he pushed me into that room.

I banged on the door, my fists hitting it loudly, but he heard and refused to open it. I could hear him talking to the servants, instructing them not to let me out. He warned them about the consequences if they showed me any mercy, and gave me any food and water for a whole two days.

As I listened, tears streamed down my face, and I slid down the door, curling up in a crouched position. The sound of my own heartbeat filled my ears, racing faster and faster, while my breathing became erratic.

Desperation overwhelmed me, "OPEN THE DOOR!!" I cried out one last time that I had no energy left, and before I can knew I collapsed.