She Is Not Her

CHAPTER 11

ADRIA'S POV:

I was looking at him in complete horror as he started unbuckling his belt. But just as he was about to remove it he was stopped by the knock on the door. Letting out a loud frustrated groan he walked towards the door.

It was Augustus. May God bless this soul.

"What the fuck is it, Augustus", he yelled at him.

"Chill bro! Sorry for cockblocking but you are needed right now. There is some problem", Austin nodded at him and walked out of the room. Augustus gave me a pitiful look before walking behind him.

I just hate when people give me that look. I don't want anyone's pity.

Taking support of the wall I stood up. My vision still blurred, cheeks and lips hurting. Looking around I finally spot a door and open it. The massive bathroom had me gaping.

Being the head of 'we-spend-half-of-our-life-in-the-bathroom' club this was what I always dreamt of.

The bathroom was almost same the size of the bedroom. It was divided into two parts by a wall with compartments holding bathroom accessories.

The right side had basins and a shower behind a glass wall and the left one had a huge white jacuzzi bathtub. It was round and with head rests. How good will it feel to sleep in it? There was even a T.V on the wall opposite to it. If Satan allows me to use the tub watching Netflix on that TV I may consider staying here willingly for few hours.

But the strange thing was, I was scared to step in it. Since I am here I always get to do anything when Satan agrees. I was scared thinking he might get angry if I take a bath without his permission.

I never felt this way. I never think twice, if I have to do something I just do it. But now I am thinking. Thinking about his reactions.

Is it possible that I am getting weak?

'Yes, it is. The way you were being all scared cat, flinching, shaking and crying in front of him shows that you are getting weak', my subconscious spat at me.

And it was true. I was getting weaker and weaker due to the fear of pain. The fact did not settle well in my mind.

My stomach churned and I wanted to throw up. Running towards the toilet which was in the shower section separated by another glass door I emptied my stomach. Throwing up until everything was gone and my stomach and throat hurt.

Walking towards the basin I splash some cold water on my face. A soft cry escapes my lips as the water touches the cut. It stings. Wiping my face with a towel I walk out of the bathroom.

I was shocked to see Agustus sitting on the bed, doing something on his phone.

PHONE... God! I miss my phone.

Augustus finally notices my presence and turned towards me. Something was different in his face, it held no emotion. His gaze was blank, cold. And it scared me.

His expression changed when he saw me taking steps back. "I won't ever hurt you, princess. Don't be scared of me", his voice was now soft and soothing.

"You are hurting me anyways Augustus. You are hurting me by helping him", I whispered.

"Me talking to you is the best I can do for you. Don't ever expect anything else from me", he said and stood up. "Come, boss ordered to bring you down"

"Boss!", I said in disbelief. He and Austin seem friends how come he calls him boss.

"Yes! I told you once I work for him and while on work I call him boss...... sometimes", he added smirking.