who's diary is it ?

CHAPTER 11: What Am I To You

Cold was the night when I saw a dusty diary fallen on the floor next to me. This is not her handwriting I said to myself looking at the cover... That's why this was kept separately.....I picked it up and sat reading....................
I open my eyes to a gloomy dull room....and I am strapped to a bloody damn chair.....It stinks of rot....He brought me here. He injected me then I don't remember anything further. I look around and see instruments hung on a wall. They look like a torture show. But why a drilling machine and sickle is there? I don't have time for this. I try moving but to my shock I can't even move  an inch. It's a dark room with just one dim light But I can see blood on wall and nail scratches on wall. I close my eyes and Pray to God to save me.

When the door swings open. He walks in to me blood dripping from his lower lip. I look horrified at him ,"Hey bitch I see you are up." I struggle with the ropes to get free but nothing works. He comes closer and touches my face then lips. I shake my head and he slaps me on my face. He grabs both my cheek in one of his hand and puts two of his fingers in my mouth. I bite his fingers and he moves back giving me an ugly grin ," Shh such a nice body unsatisfied. Such a shame well I can fix that". I feel his hands roam over my body lingering too much before he removes ropes other than my wrist and ankle bound. I struggle but it doesn't stop him. He slowly starts unbuttoning my shirt and I start to freak ,"STOP!!!!! STOP DON'T TOUCH ME LET ME BE!!!!!" I struggle violently only to earn a slap. He growls at my face," Shut up else I will fuck your ass as I choke you to death." I feel tears sting in my eyes. He grabs my left hand and I shriek out loudly. He takes out a knife hushing me. He pulled out my nail and left it at my place just to prove I was dead... 'I wish Daniel doesn't believe so and he will find me...' I think looking at my swollen pinky finger.  He cuts through my bra visible through the open shirt as I beg him not to. He keeps the knife on my throat as his filthy mouth and another hand take hold of what is not his. He drags his lips up to my jaw and I can feel disgust dripping down my cheek. He kisses me pushing his tongue in my mouth and I try to move away.  But I feel a sharp pain on my forearm as he moves back.   "Now that wasn't entirely my fault." As he looks at the blood dripping from the fresh cut on my right forearm.  He then tackles the chair to the floor making me fall. The wood chair breaks from the impact and I groan at the touch of rough wood shard on my back.

He climbs over me but I hit him with all my force with the hand which still has a piece of wood tied to my wrist. I try to run away but her grabs my ankle making me fall and drags me back as I leave scratch marks on the cemented floor.

That's all the diary read. I knew who the murderer was. And that's when the door opened.
Stella stood there," Joseph is missing too." I jump up from the floor," He kidnapped her." She looks confused," Why will he? How are you so sure?" I look at her," I just am." I keep the diary back in place and walk out to Joseph's place. It is on the outskirts of the city away from the main city. I stand out of the place and I hear a bellowing scream which makes me nauseous. Not that I haven't heard people scream but the voice is of my Angel. I rush in loading my gun. I follow the scream . The gun falls from my hand as I see my angel lying on the floor her back to me. The white shirt has a red stain. While Joseph turns her body with his shoe. And I can see torture marks evident on her body. It is the same Ivory white body covered in scratch and bite marks along with cuts.  He speaks maliciously ,"If she doesn't die from the blood loss she surely will drug overdose." I kneel on the floor hopeless...... helpless as I her bleeding lower lip. He gives her one more injection and I see her eyelids move. He grabs her from her hair and lifts her up she can't support her own body and I see her faltering legs just about to give up under her. I move to my gun but he keeps a knife at her neck ,"Move and game over." I stop there," Look Joseph she rejected you doesn't mean you have to kill her. That's what you were doing that night too." He shouts tightening his grip on her hair," Why did she chose you? What is so evident in you that is not in me? Your post ? Huh? Now I am at your post. I killed cliff. "

He grabs her waist hard ," Why did you chose him huh? I killed Derek your best friend. He was supporting you stand on your feet na. Speak bitch. Tell him he supported you. Gave you money for you and your father's treatment. I murdered him brutally. I snapped his neck then took out from his body whatever I needed and sold it illegally and earned a lot of cash." I dig my nails in my palm as I hear him speak. He pulls her close," I gave her address to Brandon. She got raped. It was her fault she didn't fight then and even today she took everything like a good girl now didn't you?" She grabs her hair tighter and her face scrunches in pain."I kept framing her..Killing people whom she could be related to easily."

I feel helpless that I can't do anything to save her I want to kill him but he is just not letting her away. I will shoot him straight. Just one second. He pauses, "But I didn't kill Brandon.  I didn't kill the judge. The guy whose body was found in the back alley was Brandon's friend. I didn't kill him. Who did? I didn't? Did you bitch?" He speaks mocking her helpless condition. "Such a bad bitch!" He slaps her across her face. I move forward but he puts the knife on her neck. I then realize her cheek is bruised.

'I'll pull out his skin I swear!' I fall to the floor tears rolling at her condition. She is intoxicated with drugs. He is not letting her breathe properly even!  Suddenly I raise my head and before I can shoot him she grabs the knife and puts it in his chest. One strong blow delivered to his jaw. She grabs his collar and speaks to him," When a girl say no. You listen. No means NO! I am Rosalia Hades " I feel dizzy seeing her in that condition her shirt not only covered in her blood but his also. I focus intently on her then," And I said NO!" She drives the knife straight past his neck and when he falls to the ground I see the knife edge come out from the back of his neck.  She looks at me ," You know from my diary and You decide who you want to believe I am Rosalia or Marilyn?" I look at her," So you can kill me too, Angel?" She gave me an option between Life and Death. I speak my head high," Whatever you wish me to." Before she can speak her legs out under me collapsing on my chest. I quickly carry her to the hospital.  She is diagnosed of coma.

It's been a month since I called her parents from California. She is improving. As Doctors say. I try to be with her most of my time. One night I feel her grab my hand. She smiles, "Am I going to the Prison cell?" I squeeze her hand softly to reassure her. "No You are going to California. Along with your parents and Stella and her fiancée." She smiles," Thank you" then after some pause "Who do you believe I am?" I feel her hand shivering. I caress her head ,"My Angel." And lean to capture her lips in a loving kiss.

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