FRAGILE - The Runaway Girl

Helpless - 3

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

Unknown POV :

I came home, my mind was filled with that girl. She's been on my mind from the moment I left the party. I thought I've seen her somewhere before, She had this familiar look, but anyways she seemed really troubled.

And then that Kevin bastard just made everything worse for her. What a sucker! He's got nothing better to do.

"Vincent, do you think you've seen her somewhere?" I asked impatiently with curiosity filling my mind, "she's Isabella Lancaster, the only daughter of Robert Lancaster".

Oh, that Robert's her dad? What a pleasant surprise.

"Gather all the information on her, and I want it by tomorrow morning". I Gotta know what's going on. "Okay sir, have a good sleep" he left.

Seriously, how will i sleep when she's taken it away from me? It's so damn annoying yet somehow exciting, i smirked at the things going on in my head. I'll use her for my Sweet Revenge.

Isabella's POV :

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the beads of sweat trickling down my forehead. The room was dimly lit, and my fever was making everything feel hazy. As I mustered the strength to get up, I realized that the door was unlocked.

Confusion washed over me - who could have left it unlocked? It definitely wasn't my dad. Leaning on the door for support, I ventured outside.

The darkness enveloped me, and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust, guessing by the darkness, it was past midnight.

In the distance, I caught a glimpse of a figure moving. My heart raced as I tried to make out who it was and what they were doing. The suspense hung in the air, leaving me bother curious and apprehensive.

As I cautiously walked towards the moving figure, my foot collided with a nearby table. In an instant, the vase perched on top teetered and crashed to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.

To my dismay, a shard found its way into my tender toe, causing a sharp jolt of pain. I winced, feeling the throbbing ache. Despite my weakened state, I mustered the energy to bend over and swiftly remove the shard. My toe numbed from the lingering pain.

Just as I looked up, expecting to find someone, a voice suddenly echoed in the darkness. It sent a shiver down my spine, leaving me both intrigued and apprehensive.

No one's POV :

She squinted her eyes, trying to make out Tia's figure near the back door. Tia held a lamp in her hand, and Isabella couldn't help but wonder if she was the one who had opened the door for her. Confusion filled my mind, "Tia, why are you here? And the door...?

Tia's urgency was evident as she replied, "I opened the door for you to......runaway". My confusion deepened as she questioned Tia's suggestion, unsure if running away was the right solution.

Tia's voice was filled with determination as she spoke, "I will do anything to set your free from that Robert Lancaster". She was taken aback by Tia's words, She have never experienced such care and concern before.

Despite Tia's heartfelt plea, She stood her ground, determined to face my challenges head-on.

"No I won't run away right now, as I'm about to get married and I believe that I would free from Robert, besides even if I run away everything will fall on you guys" She said gloomily.

She already acknowledged the potential trouble that Robert might bring upon Tia and the others.

Isabella's POV :

"Miss, he's one of those mafia guys in the underground world, he harrassed more than 15 young ladies in the party. He was never punished down because of his identity" Tia revealed, her words making my eyes widen in shock.

"Not only him, but the people you've met today were all mafia members... including Robert Lancaster," she continued. I gasped, unable to say anything.

The room fell silent, the weight of their decisions hanging in the air. Bella faced a difficult path ahead, unsure of what the future held for her.

"Bella, just think about it," she said, giving my shoulders a reassuring pat. But as she spoke, my stomach let out a loud growl, reminding me of its empty state. "I think you should grab something to eat first," she suggested with a smile. "Then we can..." Her sentence trailed off abruptly as a sudden bang echoed through the mansion.

Tia was no longer standing before me. I looked down and saw her lying on the floor, lifeless. A pool of red surrounded her head, and her eyes remained open. Overwhelmed with shock and grief, I let out a hysterical scream, desperately shaking her, but she didn't respond.

"Tiaaa!" I cried, my voice breaking from the intensity of my emotions. Holding her close, I clung to her lifeless body, seeking solace in the embrace.

All of a sudden, the lights in the hall flickered on. "Tsk... tsk... I warned everyone to stay within their limits and not show any mercy," my dad aka Robert Lancaster, descended the stairs in his night robe, toying with his gun in one hand.

Slowly approaching me, I kept my gaze fixed on his shoes. He lifted my chin with his gun, forcing me to meet his eyes. "I told you it's too late for remorse, but it's not too late for forgiveness, so you should marry him. If only you had agreed to the marriage silently, none of this would have happened," he said, shifting the blame onto her, burdening her with guilt.

"Maids!" he called out, and they quickly followed his command. "Clean her up and put her to sleep," he ordered, as the maids forcefully pulled me away from Tia. Tears no longer streamed down my cheeks; the previous ones had dried up, leaving me feeling numb to everything.

The maids cleaned me up and left, switching off the lights. While I felt anxious what could have happened to Tia's body.

He showed no mercy, and the thought of escaping from this place crossed my mind once again. Exhaustion finally overcame me, and I fell into a deep sleep.

Robert's POV :

What these weaklings thinks of themselves, huh? Disobeying me again and again, just to save that slut's daughter. I was in my office, sitting on the desk, as I gulped down another shot, while i stared at the, crumbled picture of Sarah and him, while Isabella played in her arms. We're better off not together, if she ever comes to life again, I'd gladly kill her with my own hands. AGAIN.

My thoughts ended when, the telephone on the desk ringed constantly.

"Hello?" I asked annoyingly, "Hey Lancaster, you know about tomorrow's schedule right?" Mathew was on line, "what about tomorrow?" I asked, while I took another shot, emptying my vodka bottle. "Tomorrow, I'm coming to your house, with Richard. We will hurry off with the engagement, he can't wait to see Isabella again you know" he laughed, while i smirked. "Yeah I know, be on time, and stay for the dinner" i hanged up.

This marriage benefits me with the 50% investment and partnership in our business, i can't take any risk, I need to prepare the best.

"Mr. Bill!" I called out, "yes sir" he asked, "Prepare for tomorrow's dinner, all favourite dishes of Matthew's son, Richard Anderson" i stated, while I think more. Isabella need to be treated well, and presented beautiful infront of them.

"Also prepare new dresses for Isabella, for the evening. Keep a eye on her, don't let her cause anymore trouble, because if she misbehaves later, you can just take the punishment on behalf of her" I smirked, causing him to shiver in terror, he left hurriedly.

Feels good to know what influence I have on people, i laughed liked a Maniac.

Author : Well he is Maniac <⁠(⁠￣_￣⁠)⁠↗

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