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Chapter 21

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"What can I get for them?"

"I don't know honey,"

"But just one more week to Christmas and I have nothing in mind."

"Just relax, okay," I nod. "So how's Zane's home? You okay there?"

"Yeah I am. They are cool and I'm liking it over here, but I'm missing you and dad. Will you still come visit?"

"We wish we could but that will be risking Ed finding out. You'll be fine and I trust Zane will take good care of you,"

"How's the house thing going?"

"We are still searching but we are going out of the 10 km radius. It'll take time..."

"Sure-"

"How am I going to go out for shopping if he's after me,"

"You could do it online-"

"But I need to get something perfect for Zane," I say with a smile.

"I get you. Try some customisation website and maybe-"

"I'll try something. Thank you mum. Please say hi to dad and tell him I miss so much."

"I will darling. Have a nice time at Zane's place,"

"Can we video chat later?"

"What about 8? You like that?"

"I will...love you,"

"Love you too sweetie."

And with that, the line goes dead. I lay back down on the mattress, dropping my phone down with the least regards, shutting my eyes to think about everything. I groan.

"Relax babe. You know what that's gonna do to you?" Zane chuckles sitting by my side, I sit up.

"Just frustrated,"

"About what girl?"

"Everything!" I sigh. "Why does Ed want me in the first place?"

"I don't know why but-"

"Ask mum and dad of the deed of Victoria George. They'll tell you why," Sam said to me.

"The deed?"

"What deed?" he asks, clearly confused.

"Just something but it doesn't really matter-"

"Sure?"

"Sure. So how's Zara's homework coming up?"

"She's done with it, eaten and is now asleep. God she loves sleeping, but who am I to judge..." he laughs. Not long after, his laughter dies down, making me turn to him. "Are you okay?"

"I am, totally. It's not been easy, you know. Life will remain a swinging pendulum,"

"Since you refused to have anything this morning, I thought I'd make you a cup of tea to help,"

"I really do appreciate it. But not now,"

"Are you sure you don't want me to bring anything else?"

"Nothing at all. Even if I do need anything, I'll come get it myself," I smile at him, taking note of his features; his curly hair all the same, his olive skin shining under the ray of the sun but his smile was gone. 

I lift myself off the bed and walk towards him. I take the cup from his hands and sip the hot tea. I shouldn't have done that, at all. My tongue feels numb but it seems amusing to Zane. I angrily turn towards him and huff. I feel his hands on my waist, warm feeling spreads within. I smile and meet those blue eyes.

 Those blue eyes that make me freeze on the spot. The same eyes that make me unsettled.

None of us bother moving. His gaze roams my face till it stops on my lips. I gulp audibly. 

He moves closer until our lips meet, his hands not still leaving my waist. My hands wandered his chest till they begin fiddling with his hair. He moans, making me smile against the kiss. His hands move from my waist down to my butt, pushing me up and my legs crossed around his waist. Instinctively, he uses his back to shut the door.

"Leave me alone! Get away from me!" I said trying to push him away from me but he was strong. His muscular build rested on me. I was scared.

I will not! Now you listen to me, I'll get what I want when I want and I want to end you. But that's not before we play the game of torture and torment."

His eyes brown eyes showed his lust. Vengeance. He wanted to get rid of me. His sinister smile.

"Your parents should give me what I want!" Ed said angrily, pushing me against the door. I couldn't move. I was trapped. He pulled tried pulling my shirt off but I held it down in place. His hot breath fans my face, tears roll down my cheeks.

"Please don't," I plead, trying once again to push him off me but he's larger than me. What do I do?

"It's their fault. All their faults, scamming me from what was rightfully mine and you are my answer. You have always been the answer."

I can see his eyes clearly even in the darkness. He pushes me roughly on the bed, my arm stinging with pains. I moan amidst the pains, rolling in bed. His large body towers over me, pulling me towards himself. I try wiggling from his hold but it's not helping.

I push my hands close to the edge of my bed, grabbing on to the side and picking up-a bottle. With the adrenaline pumping, I hit him with the bottle. All I could hear was the pieces of the bottle down on the ground. I run out of the room once he's released his hold on me. At the end of the stairs I trip, but I could hear him grunt in pains. His heavy footsteps echo through the house. 

I open the door, trying to run out of the front  door when he grabs my hand. I turn to look at him. A large scar extending from his left eyebrow to his temple. I gasp, wriggling myself but no use.

"You are smart, aren't you? I can't then I'll do this instead. Maybe mum and dad will love this instead," he said with a smirk . He pulls out a pocket knife and slashes me on the wrist, making me flinch and fall  to the ground, kneeling.  

"Maybe it'd be nice if they see you choke on your own blood," he spat out in disgust. He brought the knife by my shoulder blade, cutting me with a swift. I fell down down, shaking on the cold tiles. I bring my right hand towards the open wound, trying to cover it up but I unsuccessfully flinch. 

He squats in front of me, shaking his head. He holds me by the neck attempting to strangle me. I choke but he lets go. 

"No brother and no sister to save you, isn't it? I just want you to suffer before I finally kill you. I want what is mine and you are stopping me little girl," he shouts in my face before throwing me back on the ground. My head makes contact with the cold tiles, making me twist and turn with a moan. It's slowly becoming blurry but I'm managing to stay awake. I can only see his shoes and,

"Bye niece."

I pull out of his touch, staring at him wide eyed.

"Cassie are you okay?" He says pulling away from me. He tries stepping close to me but the more I move back until my back  hits the headrest, I look from side to side and finally him. As he comes close, I shake my head until he hold my arms, pulling me into his chest. I heaved a sigh. My safe haven. I close my eyes as he strokes my hair, taking in his rosewood and lemon cologne.

"Let's go talk to Vanessa, okay?" His voice soothing.

I nod.