Don't give up on me.

TENTH

The rustling of covers and silent moan cut through the silence of the room. When her eyes opened, the room was dark with small amount of sunlight peaking through the space between curtains. Johum sighed and sat up on her place. Confused and surprised, she looked around herself and found herself in a foreign room. Scratching her head, she went through the events of last night and gasped. It didn't take her a second to jump out of the bed and shuffle towards the door.

Johum opened the door with a strong force and panicked when she was met with two hallways. She chose right and ran down the path. How can she be so stupid to stay at a criminal's house? Dad will kill me Oh God! She almost cried when she was met with dead end and turned around, following the second hallway. What happened yesterday must be forgotten for it was bad for her health and everyone around her. As if to mock that thought, her cheek throbbed on impulse making her wince. She lightly touched her busted lip with her finger and hissed.

She ignored the hurt that she felt and focused on the task at hand. That man was obviously pretending to be someone he was not and Johum was not stupid enough to run back to him despite her feelings. A hit in the face made her yell and jump back. She rubbed her nose and glared at the man in front of her. Johum flushed in embarrassment; the way she broke down in front of him God! But then her heart was wrapped up in fear and she took a step back when he stood there and refused to move.

"Um..." Her heart pounded and she swallowed nervously, if she was not wrong her hands were shaking due to fear not cold. She wrung her fingers together and pushed them behind her back. 

"Here." Johum eyed the light orange liquid in the thick glass and narrowed her eyes at the glass. The juice looked perfect but the fact that his rough,ring clad fingers were wrapped around the glass gave her chills.She gulped and looked up at his face. He raised his eyebrow at her.

"No, thank you." She muttered. "Where is my phone? I am going home." She stated, nervously looking around. You're alone with him in his house, do not act smart in any case. He can do anything. She nodded subconsciously and Zayan raised another eyebrow.

"Drink this." He stepped forward. Johum looked at him in panic and shook her head. 

"N-no. Tha- Hmph!" In an instant, he wrapped his palm around her nape and pulled her closer. He guided the glass to her lips and when she gasped in surprise, he spilled the juice in her mouth. Johum froze and drank the juice in hurry, glaring at him murderously. When the glass was finished, he stepped back and nodded.

"Good. I'll be in the car." She shrieked when he was out of sight and in order to take her revenge, Johum picked up the vase from the table and threw it on the floor, looking satisfactorily at it as the expensive glass shattered and the crystals it contained rolled on the floor.

She followed after him and soon reached the opening. Well, at least the juice was darn tasty.

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Johum eyed the black car, it was matte and looked like it was brought out of fast and furious. She nervously looked around her, trying to spot him anywhere but he was nowhere in sight.

He lived in a post apartment complex in an expensive looking area. The building surrounding his apartment were all glaring down at her with their heights and the blinding glass. The people she saw coming back from his apartment to parking lot all looked rich and wealthy. Johum had spent her life in riches but this area gave her creeps. Where her life was filled with family and friendly people, this area seemed to filled with mean and arrogant people. Zayan for example.  

She sighed and was about to walk away when he came out of nowhere dressed in tight black pants, black shirt along with a black long coat - not to mention his black shades.