The Lonely Aristocrat

Chapter 7

I turned on the bed covering my face with the duvet from the sun intruding through the closed windows, trying to get more sleep but the souvenir from the last night events drew away all the sleep from my system.

I removed the duvet from my face and just looked at the white ceiling. I felt like I was broken, as if I was betrayed.

I never had parents, which make me get attached to people who cared for me. I trusted easily and I was easily broken. But why ? Why would someone like me who just wants to love and be loved, get through all these? What did I do to whom?

Tears were now all over my face again but I didn't care, just thought about Dom. Why would Dom do such things to me when I told him about myself, Elliott and my adoptive parents and stuff ? Why would he do that?

I was still thinking about his behaviour from last night when his face fulled of guilt came back to me.

"That face wasn't normal" my innersole said. I frowned

" That's what happens when you feel guilty of treason towards someone as innocent as me. I mean why would he do that?"

" Stupid. Can't you see he was uneasy when doing that? Someone probably forced him to or as he said he was doing that for your good" I was stunned. My own self defending the most heartless thing someone could do to me in this city, but it did make some sense.

But who could force Dom to do such things? The big great Dominic Swent? That felt creepy. Just thinking about it makes my head ache. I got out of the duvet and moved to the bathroom for my morning routine.

I did all my chores then went to the living room to relax on the sofa. I took my phone while laying on the sofa and I was shocked at the number of unread messages and miss calls. They were from both Elliott and... Dom.

I read all of the 31 messages of which most were from Elliott. He was uneasy because we had not had a real discussion in a month and I understood his uneasiness. So I decided to call him back.

We spend almost an hour or two on the phone talking. But he sensed my uneasiness and was now forcing me to talk.

" Baby what's wrong and why don't you want to tell me about it?" He asked his voice concerned.

" Elliott I'm ok. I'll be fine. Stop worrying about me I'm not more a kid you know?"

" Baby" he called " ...yes. " I answered.

" If you don't tell me I'm going to come there and remove that from your mouth myself" no way! My heart skipped a beat and I started paniking. What should I do? What would be his reaction if he finds out where I am presently, about my job and my life here? I was sitting there on the sofa my heart running a thousand miles.

I finally came to conclusion. Just telling him about my music and Dom nothing more, nothing less.

"Elliott?" I called out when I decided to talk. " It's just that I... " I paused

" Yes. What did you do ? I'm all ears baby"

I cleared my throat before talking again " I told you about Rhea and Henry right?"

" Yes"

" I told you we used to sing together but I didn't tell you everything." I paused but this time he said nothing so I continued.

" Each of us won a contract after a duo on stage and I had a six month contract with... Dominic Swent but yesterday after I had been in studio he called me out to his office and informed me that he was making my ''FINALS'' and had everything ready for it already. I ran out of his office crying and his send me tones of messages and this Dom guy was a very good friend to me and I trusted him so much..." I said in a go then I paused but continued without giving him time to talk. " he wrote me last night and this morning that he wanted to meet me for us to discuss again" he said nothing first but then started talking.