Imprisoned Love (A Dark Romance) UNDER EDITING

Chapter Ten

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The comfortable bed was all the first thing that always came in my mind, everytime I woke up early in the morning.

The bright and shining sunlight reflecting on the glass window seeps into the room, gently touching my face.

The aroma of coffee enters my nostrils, awakening my senses and filling me with warmth and comfort.

I slowly open my eyes and a white ceiling greets me.

How many days has it been?

Two? Three? Four? I don't know, I lose count.

For the past few days, I am always just laying in the bed.

With my broken leg, there's no way.

I even feel like i might forget to walk once I get back my ability to walk.

I closed my eyes again as I heard the door opened and a footsteps coming towards me.

"I know you're awake, babe." he said with a low voice, I could barely heard it.

With a sighed escaping my lips, I opened my eyes. His clear face skin, handsome and bright eyes that were already looking at me, were the first thing I noticed as I opened my eyes.

"Good morning, babe." he greeted and brightly smile as soon as our eyes locked.

"Morning." I greeted back in a low voice.

"A coffee for my queen," kinuha nito ang kape sa mesa at inabot sa 'kin.

Dahan dahan akong bumangon at tinanggap iyon, "Thanks," I flash a smile.

"It's Saturday weekend." he said and sit at the bedside.

"Yeah," I said as I took a sip from the coffee he gave me.

"It's 8:30am, aren't you hungry babe?"

"Kinda," I answer

"Right," agad syang tumayo. "Tell me what do you want to eat."

"Just the usual," wala pa ring lakas na sagot ko.

"Come here," marahan nyang hinawakan ng likod ko at dahan dahan na binuhat.

It was always like this, I even lose count how many days has it been like this. I obey him, just as Doctor Rafael said. That's the only thing I can do to get away from his violence love.

There's nothing I can do to stand up for myself, in my situation right now. But I promised to myself that once I get my ability to walk, I'll do whatever it takes to get out of here.

After a long of silence, we finally reach the kitchen, he gently sat me down and starts to move.

He's surprisingly gentle. He's not hurting me since the day that Doctor Rafael treat me, however he doesn't seem to be in a good posture.

Para bang stress sya. I don't know what could be the reason, but this past few night he keeps on drinking alcohol before going to sleep.

And h-he's not touching me..

I don't know if I should be happy or what do I supposed to feel.

There's this toxic side in my brain missing his warm and gentle touch on my skin. His lips in ear, hugging me tight and calling my name with all pleasure.

"Eat up," nabalik ako sa ulirat nang ilapag nito sa harapan ko ang plato na naglalaman ng half cook egg at fried rice.

"Are you sure that's all you need?" tanong nya at naupo sa harapan ko, nagsimula na rin syang kumain.