Broken Angel

chapter 4

When I got out the car, I was met by a very beautiful house, no screech that a mansion. It was beautiful and what made it even more beautiful and inviting is the amazing garden, there's nothing I love more than nature.

It had red, white and purple roses, lilies, asters and daisy's.  It even had illuminating  lights to show of it's beauty. For a short second I forgot the situation I was in.

I felt a pain pull on my arm which indicated that I was being pulled forcefully.

I was dragged into the mansion like some of sheep, like come on dude. Inside the mansion was even more beautiful than the outside. The interior design was really morden and the colors sutied it perfectly. It was classic white with hints of black and gold.

The couch was L shaped with some one seated couch and a big TV. But unfortunately this house slash mansion doesn't feel homey at all. It has this weird vibe that hits me when you enter, it feels really cold and lonely. It's more of a hotel than a home or some consider it as a home but what else would you expected from a mansion.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" His voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "It's cold." With that said, I was yet again dragged upstairs and thrown inside a room. This room was different from the whole house, its creamed colored walls were calming and it had a king sized bed in the center and on the right was big window that showed the view of the front yard, including the garden.

I took slow steps towards the window only to find that next to it was a shelf filled with books, I ran my hand across them and smiled.

"This is where you'll be staying from now on." Mister nice eyes voice was colder than before, it literally sent shivers across my body. I just turned and looked at him, not answering.

I couldn't even look this man in the eyes " we are gonna have some ground rules, if we gonna be living together." I just looked at the floor cause I didn't want to speak to him cause I might say something rude or something that I'll regret.

"First rule, you'll do everything we say no questions asked."

"Secondly, no back chatting and acting bitchie cause you were not bought babe."He had authority, dude left no room for arguments.

"The rest capo will tell you when his back." This dude, I thought he was high and mighty and now he has a boss, are you being for real right now. "Wait, what's your name?" I asked, I've been meaning to ask that question sense I saw this guy.

"Damion" he said walking to, what I assumed was the bathroom. Damion, the name suites him way too much.

I heard the shower running and he came out the bathroom " Babygirl I need you to take a shower real quick, in 15 minutes Amanda " he rolled his eyes while saying the name "she'll come and dress you up and make you pretty or whatever." With that he left leaving me in the room to shower.

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After I showered there sat a blond bile eyed girl on the end of the bed. She looked slightly pissed and a bit bored. I came out the bathroom in only a towel, which I held tighter and looked some clothes to wear.

I was trying to avoid this pissed off girl by all means. But that didn't last long cause I couldn't find any clothes and I had to ask "Um...excuse me." Than she turned and looked at me like she didn't even realize that I was in the room. "Oh hey, I'm Amanda." She said with a warm smile, oh thank god  she wasn't pissed off at me. "Hey, I'm Amber, its nice to see someone who is less grumpy." I said with a forced smile, I've mastered fake smiling at school actually, so teachers won't be up in my business.

Plus I'm still a bit uncomfortable with Amanda considering I'm only in a towel. "I totally know what you talking about and I've been the only girl here." Than she had this smile on her face and she kind of spaced out. I was a bit confused at what she meant but my number one concern is that I wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Um...Amanda can I have some clothes?" I asked and than she came back to reality "Oh..." She giggled. "That's what I was Simone here for, my bad." She went to the closet and came back with black crop top and black ripped jeans. She gave me lotions to apply on body, which smelled amazing it was black barry with vanilla extracts. She even gave me underwear that was a black set.

After wearing the clothes she gave me, she set me on the chair and did my make up. She managed to keep everything natural just how I like it cause I don't usually wear make up. She straightened my eyebrows, put some masscara to make my green eyes pop. She added some blush on my peal cheeks and some red lipstick.

She moved to my hair, she made some natural waves on it saying I had amazing hair. When she was done she gave me some six inch black heels. I looked at her bewildered, why, cause I've never worn heels and I don't think when you learn to walk in them you start with six inch heels.

"Girl you have to wear them and it would really help if you start learning how to walk in right now."

Here I was sitting on a bed that could be easily mistaken as a cloud thinking. Amanda left like 20 minutes ago after 30 minutes of me attempting to walk on heels.

This is my life now, how did it come to this, how did it spine out of control like  this,  a lone tear rolled down my cheek. Everything was out of place and right now someone owned my life. A sob came out of my mouth and a full cry session happened after that.

After 15 minutes of crying, I stood up taking deep breaths trying to calm myself down. I went to the bathroom. It was really beautiful by the way, just like the room it had the same deco  and it was big like my pervious room. Next to the counter was a full body mirror, I looked at myself. I had times where I looked worse, I thought to myself.

My masscara was ruined, my eyes were red and puffy I had tears all over my face, let's just say I looked a mess. And the worse thing is my bruises were showing. I haven't acknowledged them till now. There were all over my arms, my eyes that had a dark bruise on it showed as well.

My bruiese were everywhere, along my legs even, I have never looked at myself fully and now that I was observing myself. My skin was peal, my eyes were lifeless and dull.

I was ashamed and embarrassed that Amanda saw my body. I rushed to the closet, it may not be my clothes but I can't let another person see me like this. I searched for something to wear at the back and found some sweat pants and a sweater.

After I changed I tied my hair in a messy bun and cleaned my face be for going to bed. I think I'm dehydrated and my body hurts. I went under the covers and rested my whole body on this comfie cloud.