It seems as though she's made it a routine because Celeste had fallen asleep again. Although she loved to sleep. Sleep was her way of escaping reality and leaving to a dream universe. She had been sitting in the chair for a day now. With no food, no washroom, and nothing but her and her thoughts. She felt at peace when she was asleep because like that she wouldn't have to come face to face with her situation. She found herself pulled back to earth when water was thrown in her face doe the second time.
"Seriously," she groaned before two men began cutting her out of her chair. "What's going on? A-Are you letting me go? Where am I going?" She continued to ask these sorts of questions as the two men roughly pulled her from the chair and began harshly dragging her to the dinning room. When they passed the door that led to the outside, she began to panic. She thought they were pulling her to her death, so she went into defence mode. She tried to pull away from them and shake them off, but it was useless. They were too strong for her to escape from their grasp. They would not let her go until they brought her to their designated destination. That didn't stop her though. She continued to try and push them off her with as much force as she can. She elbowed ended up elbowing one of them in the stomach and snuck a punch to the other's face.
She took this opportunity to make her escape. She tried her best to navigate her way through the house to make her escape. She stopped running once she entered the dining room where she spotted Lorenzo. He was seated at the dinner table eating as he read a newspaper. He had always felt read a real paper was better than reading it online. He looked up at her and placed the newspaper down on the table.
"I see you found you're way," He said as he stood from his seat and approached her. She took a few steps back and turned to run when she collided with a figure. When she looked up, she frowned at the man with the scar across his eye. Silvio grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the table before he forcibly pushed her into the chair.
"Why do you always gotta be so rough? What did I say? Don't hurt her," Lorenzo said as he poked Silvio in the chest. Before Silvio could respond, Lorenzo was already shooing him away. Silvio scowled before he turned and walked away. Lorenzo took a seat in a chair next to Celeste, who refused to make eye contact with him. She was terrified of him and what he might do.
"Excuse him. He's not the friendliest," Lorenzo said. Lorenzo snapped his fingers and a server arrived with a plate of food. The man placed the plate in front of her before he walked away.
"You must be hungry, eat," Lorenzo said. She looked at the food hesitant to take a bite as to whether it was a safe choice or not. "Eat," he ordered as he began to run low on patience. She quickly picked up the fork and stabbed it into the steak before she lifted it and took a huge bite from it. She smiled delighted by the taste of the warm savoury in her mouth. It was the most delicious food she had ever tasted in her entire life. The meat was tender and juicy, while the vegetables were well cooked with it slight crunch. They weren't soggy or hard, but a wonderful in between. He crossed his arms and leaned forward onto the table as he watched her eat the food.
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A Second Chance (Under Construction)
RomanceCeleste lived a hard life. She lived with an abusive mother who was so bad her father left. After her mom's overdose she was sent away into the foster care system, bouncing from one home to another. Things only got worst when she turned 18 and...