Emi stared at the bleak afternoon sunlight coming from her room's window, through the beautifully-laced pink curtains. She looked at the wooden-framed clock on the wall. 4:00. Lunchtime. Then, like clockwork, there was a knock on the door. " May I come in, dear?" came the deep voice of a man behind the door. "Yes."replied Emi.
Will came in with the platter of food. He brought in a silver platter carrying soup and rolls. He brought it to Emi who was lying on the neatly made bed. She attempted to get up but her back was so bruised and sore that she couldn't make it halfway. She yelped in pain and had to slump back down.
"Careful sweetie, you hurt your back real hard last night. Remember what the doctor said-complete bedrest. Here I'll feed you some soup I made myself."
He helped Emi prop herself to a sitting position and started to feed her the soup. It was lukewarm and tasteless. He forgot the salt again, she thought.
"How is it?" Will asked, in a rather demanding tone. Emi quickly perked up and smiled, and pretended to savor the soup. "So good, you should teach me someday." "Haha, you won't ever have to do that."
Emi weakly smiled and looked at Will's face. He's in a good mood today, she thought. He hasn't yelled at me yet. Her thoughts were interrupted by Will's cell phone that started to ring. "I'll get it," said Emi as she reached to the night table to pick it up. But in doing so, she kicked the soup up with her leg and it splashed to the floor with a crash.
Will stood up immediately, furiously, his face red with rage. "What did you do?! Idiot! Look at the mess you made! Those were $200 bed sheets." he screamed.
"I'm so sorry- I didn't mean to, I just-" she started. Will shook his head and went straight to his closet. He took out the old brown leather belt Emi knew all too well. Her eyes widened at the sight of the belt as Will inched closer with it.
"No, please! I'll clean them right now" she pleaded, but he would hear none of it. He dragged her up by the arm as her back lurched backwards in pain. Unable to bear the pain of her back, she fell against her will. This made Will even more furious- he looked back at her and said, "Don't think you're gonna fool me with this nonsense again!"
He grabbed her by her long brown tresses, and started dragging her to the other end of the room. He threw her against the armchair as she landed with a thud. She cried and whimpered as he ran back to close the curtains. The house next to theirs had a window looking into the bedroom, and Will made sure to close it every time he wanted to do something he wanted no one to see.
He came back, belt in hand, and moved in close to Emi. "No!!!" she cried to try and persuade him to back off. But he would have none of it. He straightened out the belt and snapped it twice, to scare Emi, as it always did, from the beginning. She had the sound of the first time he whipped out the belt still in her head. It rung loud and clear. Then, he slashed her across the face with it. Emi screamed out in pain. The blood rushed to her face as her cheek grew hot from the sting. Then, the belt came down again, this time to her right leg, across the thigh. She turned over and held her knee to her chest. Hot tears fell down her face as she saw the swing of the belt come down again.
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Trapped
RomansaEmi Tassel has got the life of her dreams-or so she is told. Captured by her stalker Will, she has spent three years pretending to be his loving doting wife, trying to look for an opportunity to escape. That's when their new neighbor Jake moves in...
