I sighed as I put some shea butter in my curls. Another night where Aubrey was nowhere to be found. I had called him three times that night and texted him four times, no response to any of them.
I know some people might tell me to leave, but, It's not like that's an option. I physically can't leave. He has Security who watch the house and me, If I want to go anywhere I have to get his permission first, and I can't go alone, I either have to go with three guards, and one is always female, so she can enter the restroom with me, and make sure I don't do anything there. But honestly, what the fuck am I gonna do inside a restroom?
I got up from my vanity and walked out towards
the bedroom door, I turned my head and looked out the balcony. I thought about using that for my escape, but then, flashbacks flooded my brain about the last time I tried that.
I jumped and twisted my ankle, stupid decision, I know... In my defence, it was an impulse decision.
I snapped out of it and opened my door, seeing Kobie, the nicer BodyGuard, wave towards me. I'm assuming Aubrey had them watch my room as well.
I waved back and walked towards the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind me. I turned on the shower and whilst I waited for the water to get hot; I turned my speaker on and started to play Love Riddim.
I swayed my hips to the beat, and undressed, quickly hopping in the shower, I had a plan to get out. I felt trapped, it was like being a prisoner in a place I was supposed to call home.
I finished my shower and put lotion and things on my Mocha coloured skin. I put on a simple white tee and jeans, along with some white Air force one's.
I walked out of the bathroom, old clothes in hand, to see Jorge, the fucking bridge troll BodyGuard, at my room door.
"Aye, keep this open, you like to be slick." He said, watching me walk inside. I nodded my head and shut the door anyway. I hated how these people thought they can speak to me any way they wanted to like I was a child or something; I hated how Aubrey let them.
I put my clothes into the basket, and opened the door, brushing past Jorge.
"Manners exist, Nina." Jorge said, rolling his eyes.
"Then you should fucking learn some." I retorted and stomped down the stairs.
As I got down, I saw Aayah and Liam, Aubrey's friends, playing the PS4.
"Hey, guys," I said, sitting down on the couch, Aayah nodded her head a bit, still entrapped in the game, and Liam never even looked my way.
I slouched on the couch and sighed. It was so boring here, I didn't even have a phone due to Aubrey taking it from me. Him justifying it because I looked at the DoorDash guy wrong.
"I'm fucking BORED." I semi-yelled. Aayah looked at me, and tapped Liam's shoulder, Liam paused the game.
"Yeah, I can see. You don't wanna play the game? It's really fun, and I bet you won't be bored?" Aayah tried to persuade me, Liam nodding behind her.
"I've played all of those games before. I want to leave. This isn't living to me, I stay in this house all the time, and I can't live a fucking life. I'm only Twenty-Two and I'm letting my life pass me by. This shit can't go on. I am not spending another fucking birthday stuck in this house or up under some stuck up fucking security guard." I rubbed my hand's down my face and heaved.
I pushed myself off the couch and stormed upstairs to my room, I needed to clear my head.
I went inside my room, slamming the door, and hearing Jorge mumble under his breath. I plopped on my bed and felt tears start to build up in my eyes. I thought about when I first met Aubrey, and when he wasn't so possessive over me. When we had fun and did normal couple things. When I didn't feel like I was in a fucked up version of Tangled. I felt the tear threatening to drop and I sighed, feeling the tear slide down my face.
