I stumbled backwards. I looked and saw him. He was here, in front of me, with anger radiating from him. I looked in his eyes, there was anger but something more, something like hatred. He hated me and I don't know why?I cannot stay near him, so I moved back , creating as much distance as possible between him and me. He was coming towards me. I panicked. I don't know what to do? If he even touched me, I swear, I kick him in places where the sun doesn't shine.
I almost forgot that I even had someone behind me. I turned behind and looked at him, that man was now standing straight with a scowl on his face, and when his eyes met mine he smirked my way. My breath hitched and then I looked in front, Logan was moving ahead in my direction and getting closer. He still has not came near the stairs. If I run fast enough, I can run past him and get down the stairs and back to the door.
I have already been caught, running past him would do me no good but if if I succeed, I can get out of here. I looked at him once, it was obvious he was very angry by the expressions on his face. He was getting closer every second, I needed to decide whether I wanted to move or not.
I took a deep breath, he has now crossed the stairs and was only a few feets away from me. I made an fake attempt of running past him from him left and till the time he moved towards me with an attempt to catch my wrist, I kicked him in the stomach and moved towards his right and ran towards the stairs. I ran like anything and just when I reached the fourth stair my foot missed the next step and I know I was going to fall. And this was going to be bad, so bad. I squealed and closed my eyes, waiting for me to crash and experience the pain, when suddenly someone pulled me up, encircling his hand around my forearm.
My body immediately reacted and now I was on my toes and both my hands landed on that person's chest and that person's hands were around my waist holding me firmly in place. After recollecting myself, I looked up to see who the person was and I immediately removed my hands from his chest. I again landed on my feet and I moved backwards, so that he removes his hands from my waist but he was still looking at me. I looked down and again moved behind, so that he notices what he is doing and removes his hand from my waist but he tightened his grip.
He removed his right hand and held my wrist and started pulling me with him."What are you doing" I asked, but he didn't reply. He was moving towards the stairs, I knew what was happening, he was again going to lock me into that room. "No, leave me! Leave my hand! Stop!!" I shouted but he didn't listen. We were now very much close to the stairs, three more steps to go.
"Leave me you asshole, I don't want to stay here, let me go" I Kicked and punched him so that he let me go, but instead he stopped in front of the stairs. He looked at me angrily and I still struggled to release myself from his grip but he yanked my hand and pulled me harshly towards him. The pain brought a fresh batch of tears in my eyes.
Suddenly he lifted me off the ground and threw me roughly over his shoulder, which slammed hard in my stomach making me curse him several times. "Put me down, you idiot" I screamed while he was still climbing the stairs.
"Let go..... Put..put me down..you asshole....I don't want to go stay here.....put me down.... I want to go home...leave me....let go..." I was now shouting, punching him and was more of sobbing.
"Don't take me back...please...no...no...I don't want to go back in that room.... please..... don't... please" I was now pleading but that had no effect on him. I was still on his shoulder, and he carried me like I weighed nothing.
He had now reached the same floor that I was kept.
"No...no...no...please..no..I want to go home... please...let me go.... please.."I was bawling but no nothing, it didn't matter to him.
He finally reached the door and it was opened, in the same condition that I left it.
He went inside and dropped me on the bed. He then left the room and door opened. Then he started shouting for Maya. I got up from the bed and moved outside. I saw him moving down the stairs. He was still shouting. I was scared but this time not for me but for Maya.
