HIS CAPTIVE

WARNING'S....

I walked with trembling steps, looking at him. When he turned his head, our gazes met.

He gestured for his friends to leave, and this action made me even more terrified. Talking alone with Rhys Bernard was my worst nightmare. My eyes suddenly cast down when I reached him, standing just a hand's distance away.

"What?" he asked coldly.

I flinched but slowly looked up, meeting his eyes again.

"W...hy... why did you do this?" I stammered, each word more difficult than the last. He smirked and started taking steps toward me, one by one. My courage seeped away, and I began stepping back until he shouted...

"STOP THERE, BUTTERFLY!" I flinched again, my breaths growing heavier with fear. He came closer, the smirk never leaving his lips. He stood straight, so close that his face was inches from mine, looking down at me.

"What did you ask, Butterfly? I couldn't hear it. Can you say it again?" he asked in a mocking tone, making me inhale sharply. A hot tear burned my cheek.

I clenched my fist and asked again, "Why did you do this, Rhys?" This time, my voice was steady.

Suddenly, his hand grabbed my chin tightly, and I let out a small cry of pain. He stared at me with angry, red eyes, his tongue poking his right cheek. He looked dangerous.

"Rhys, WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO CALL MY NAME, MAYA?" he shouted loudly. I quickly closed my eyes in fear, tears streaming down my face.

"So... sorry, I just..." I tried to speak, but his grip on my chin silenced me.

"No, you can't say my name, Butterfly," he said in a raspy voice, his lips brushing my nose from the closeness.

"And about why I did this, didn't I say it clearly, Maya? You are my captive. Only mine. No one can come close to you except me because I love how pathetic you look in my hold." He chuckled, mocking me with his words.

His grip tightened before he threw me away from him.

"REMEMBER THIS, MAYA: FROM NOW ON, YOUR LIFE WILL BE HELL, MADE BY ME..."

Hearing those words, I felt something choking inside my throat. I was about to turn and run away from him when...

"FROM NOW ON YOU WILL CALL ME 'Rhys,' Maya , i am giving you the permission now" he said while laughing out loudly. I widened my eyes, then turned and ran away from him. I got inside my class, asking for permission to enter as the lesson was still ongoing. I sat down, clutching my stomach tightly. The feeling was disgusting, scary, and painful. I just wanted the classes to end. Once I got home, I would tell my parents everything and leave forever.

I didn't want him anywhere near me after all this.

On the other side...

"Run as much as you want, Maya, but I will make you crawl back to me. You've got my attention, so how can I let you go, Butterfly..."

......

This time, I was sitting alone, away from the other students. Maybe they knew about everything too. The feeling of being treated like a virus started making me feel vulnerable. My thoughts were all about Rhys and Ryan. I kept my gaze fixed on the board, but it was tough. How could I, when someone got injured because of me—someone who was about to become my first ever friend?

Ringgggg.

The bell rang, indicating that classes were over. I looked to my side towards Ryan's seat and swallowed a lump of saliva. I took my bag from under the desk and slung it over my shoulders, then started walking towards the door. The students were making way for me—or rather, distancing themselves from me.

I walked with my head down, my white shoes softly making sounds. As I left, I heard the loud murmurs of students, and I knew I was the topic of their conversations.

I clenched my fists and ran. Once I was out of the college, I stood, gasping for breath. I started walking slowly when I saw him.

Rhys stood straight, looking at me blankly. Beside him was his car, painted in black matte finish. He started taking steps toward me, and I stood there, not knowing what to do.

He came near and extended his hand. I just stared blankly when he took a long breath, his face showing angry frustration. He grabbed my hand tightly, pulling me towards his car.

The door clicked, snapping me out of my trance. I panicked as he started the car. It roared loudly before speeding up.

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