chapter 4

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Tiara:

I was not able to think straight, my mind was a mess. Phoebe was jogging around packing my stuff.

"I'm so happy that you will be living with us now" she squealed like a little girl.

I nodded and went into the bathroom. I didn't know what to do, what if he found out who I was? Will it be worse than what I went through with my foster parents and Chris? Will he chain me? Will he and his friends abuse me? My vision started to blur. I sat down on the floor clutching my head, while trying to breathe. But right now breathing seems to be impossible.

Suddenly Vicky barged in , and my state seemed to have shocked her.

"Oh my God, what happened?" She asked and knelt beside me. I didn't not have it in me to answer her. But she understood what was going on and rushed out of the bathroom. I could faintly hear her asking Phoebe to go out of the room. Within seconds Vicky was back with my pill and water. She handed it to me and kept on rubbing my back.

"Tia, look at me. You need to breathe alright? Look at me" she said and took a deep breath. I tried to imitate her action, but I failed.

"Tia you need to do this. Please, just try. You have to." I saw tears running down her cheeks. Vicky kept on rubbing my back while taking deep breaths for me to copy.

Finally I was able to breathe normally and the pounding in my head reduced.

"Thank you Vicky"

"Don't thank me. God, you scared the shit out of me." She said through her tears and hugged me real tight.

"What triggered this attack ? Where you thinking about that fiancé of yours? I really wish you would tell me why thinking of him scares you so much." She paused " well it's a good thing that you will be coming with us so you can tell me everything about it whenever you are ready" I nodded.

"Phoebe has packed all your clothes , so now you will have to take care of your other stuff she doesn't know about" she said and winked, then she went out.

I took out my phone and tried Ramsey's number, when he did not pick up I called Paul and Jimmy. All three of them didn't answer, this was just increasing my anxiety. How was I supposed to let them know I was going to Eugene Kozlovsky's house?

Like a robot I walked around the room packing my lens, pills and other essential stuffs. Once I was done I sat down on the edge of my bed , wondering how I would get out of the situation. I wanted to cry but I didn't, because I have promised myself not let myself be so vulnerable. I was brought back by a knock at my door. I opened it to see Liam and Phoebe.

"Are you done packing? The chauffeur is here for your luggage" Liam said.

I nodded.

I went to the living room to find everybody ready to move out. I guess my days of freedom are over.

"Come on, the driver is here " Eugene said and looked at me with a smirk plastered on his lips. Does he know who I am? I hope not...

"Alright let's go" Vicky said.

We went down to see a luxurious red car parked outside. Like a gentleman Eugene opened the door for us and when I was about to get in he kept his hand on the small of my back. A shiver ran through me at the contact of his hand. And I faintly heard him chuckle at my response.

"What's wrong?" Phoebe asked.

I shook my head and got into the car . Once I was seated inside he closed the door and went to another car along with Liam.

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