HIS CAPTIVE

A LUCKY DAY...

"You can't have a boy as a friend, sweetie," Mom said. I nodded slowly, getting up from the seat and running to my room with the book in my hand.

I sat on the swing of my balcony, looking at the blank sky with the book in my hand. My room was filled with silence, which was my favorite. It always comforted me, made me feel warm, yet today there was nothing but a chilling feeling inside me.

I stood up and picked the blanket from my bed. Sitting back in the same place, I wrapped the blanket around me.

I opened the book, finding the page where I had left off before. Once I found it, I made myself comfortable and started reading.

The sky slowly began to turn dark, and a yawn escaped my mouth. I looked up, noticing it was getting late. I walked around the room, putting everything in its place, then went downstairs. Mom and Dad were cuddling on the couch, watching TV, while my little brother was doing something in the kitchen.

I bent down and took slow, silent steps. Once I got close to him, I shouted, "MOM, SEE, HE'S EATING ICE CREAM!" He flinched and made a crying face. A quick chuckle escaped my mouth. He was about to cry, but I quickly placed my hand over his mouth.

"I was joking, okay?" I repeated, and he just looked at me with his doe eyes. When I didn't hear him cry, I let him go and snatched the ice cream box from his hand.

"But that's mine," I said and ran upstairs. He followed closely behind.

...

We both sat on the floor in my room, sharing the ice cream.

"Don't eat too much, you'll get sick," Evan said, looking at me.

I stuck my tongue out at him, teasing before saying, "You little mouse, I'm your big sister, so stop lecturing me. I know how to handle it, and you stop eating too. You have school tomorrow."

I pushed him out of my room and jumped back onto the floor, picking up the ice cream box and devouring it.

The next day came...

As Evan predicted, I fell ill in the middle of the night. Mom was taking care of me while Dad called his doctor friend.

Mom kept scolding me about the ice cream. In between, Evan came in, clutching a pillow in his hand.

"I knew it," he said, pushing me a little to the side of the bed. He lay down next to me.

"You’ll get sick," I said.

"Shut up," he said loudly, and my eyes widened. I looked at Mom, accusing her, but she just sent me a death glare, and my mouth snapped shut.

The doctor came around eight in the morning. In the meantime, Mom kept changing the wet cloth on my forehead to keep my temperature down.

The doctor checked everything and gave me some medicine. Mom made me eat light food before giving me the medicine. I was about to close my eyes when Mom said something that made my eyes fly open.

"He's calling..."

I gulped, staring at the incoming call. Slowly, I took the phone from Mom's hand, picked it up, and brought it to my ear.

"How are you?" he asked, his deep voice sending chills down my spine.

"Umm... fine... no... no, h-had f-fever t-today..." I wanted to end it with "fine" but couldn't because he doesn't like liars, so I told the truth, stuttering.He hummed and asked,

"How?" His voice went even deeper, making me tremble.

"I... i-ice... cream..." I said, biting my bottom lip.

He hummed again. There was silence for a few seconds before the sound of beeps echoed in the background.

I knew he had hung up.I handed the phone back to Mom and lay down, cuddling a pillow.

My eyes closed automatically as I felt the exhaustion from the medicine.

At college...

Rhys stood silently in front of the class, his eyes scanning the room. When he didn't find what he was looking for, a frown automatically formed on his face.

"Where is she?" he asked one of the students, who was practically shaking in fear.

"N-not h-here," the student stuttered.

Rhys looked at him with a dead stare and shoved him aside.

He walked out with heavy steps, searching for her in the canteen, the library, the labs, and the music room. When he found her nowhere, his lips curved into a smirk.

"If you don't want to meet me, butterfly, I think I'll have to..."

.....

He was waiting for the college to end but then his phone rang , showing an incoming from dad and he knew he had to go.....

Think it as your lucky day butterfly because tomorrow is going to be the worst ...

Meanwhile,

Someone knocked on the door and Mrs Morales opened the door...

Her eyes widen looking at the man infront of her....

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