Bleeding Love

Chapter 10

Sophia

I heard the shower running, I don't know how much time I had, but this is my chance. I need to leave before this man pulls me into his darkness. I am loosing my mind, my sanity. I pulled the sheet around me and reach the closet door, woah, his closet is more like a designer store, I pushed that thought away, I don't have time to admire his extravagance.

I picked up the first T-shirt and sweat pants I saw and wore them. I floded the pants till my knees as they were too big for me. I left the room bare feet, I am not going to wear those killer heels ever. I ran down the stairs towards the front door from where I came last night."Hey! where are you going, girl" I heard one of the bodyguard saying and I ran even faster. As I flew open the door there was a loud ringing sound and I halted in shock.  Damn !!  

It was some sort of alarm and it was ringing loudly, there were two guards outside at the metal gate who turned towards me and I shut the door and step backwards inside the house, I turned and leaned at door frame with my eyes closed and hands on my ears trying to block out the ringing and my failure. I guess, I was trying to escape from the consequences I will be facing after what I did. At that scary thought I opened my eyes and there he was stepping down the stairs, water was dripping down from his hair, he just came out of the shower, he had nothing on just the black towel wrapped around his waist. He reached near me saying over his phone "Yup, got it under control, thanks". He passed me and press some buttons at the door side and turned off the alarm. 

"Nice outfit, going for a stroll". He said in a sarcastic manner as he came closer to me. I was shaking with fear, I couldn't look him in the eyes its like I was a meek pigeon and he was vicious cat ready to pounce on me. I was expecting another slap or even if he shoot me right now it wouldn't surprise me. But instead he said "Why don't you go have a shower and come down, we will have breakfast then?" I nodded and let out the breath I don't know I was holding as I took one step towards the stairwell. As I passed him he caught me by my upper arm and leaned in, "Don't try that again", his grip tightened painfully, "you get a free pass because you pleased me so well this morning, try that again and you won't be seeing sunlight for rest of your life, understand?" There wasn't one trace of doubt or humor in his voice. He wasn't scolding me or screaming at me, but his calmness gave away the seriousness of his words. His tone shook me to the core and I believed him. I swallowed hard, as much beautiful he is on the outside he was hideously scary on the inside. Waiting for my response he said "Understand, Doll?" "Y-yes Don" I stuttered in fear and he let go off my arm saying "You better". I straightly head towards the stairwell and went upstairs.

I showered and scrubbed hard for I don't know how long, I wanted to get rid of his touch, his smell, I was trying and failing because no matter how hard I scrub I could still feel him on me, I could still smell him on me. I threw the scrubbing loofah in frustration and leaned down crying under the shower. I just wanted to be free, for once. For once I wanted a life, was I asking too much. Why can't I be with someone tender? Someone from whom I don't have to fear from. Why can't for once I can be someone's girlfriend, someone's wife and not their slave? Was asking for a normal family is asking too much? 

I came out of my pity party and left the bathroom in his robe, because I still don't have any clothes. As I walked in the bedroom there was a dress lying on bed. It was a black chiffon fit and flare knee length floral dress. The dress was simple yet looked so expensive. The undergarments were also kept beside, they have tags on that means they are new and surprisingly are of my size. I wonder how he knows my size as his voice called in my head "I know more about you than you think Sophia". There was a note on the dress it said "black is your color". There were even flats kept aside.

Putting on the dress I watched myself in the full length mirror between the bed and fireplace. I could see his marks, the bruise on my cheek, my lips were a bit swollen, my neck was covered with red and violet bite marks so was my collar bone basically any part of my body he touched. I took some make up from the whole vanity set kept along the dresser and covered the marks with the concealer, I put on light lip gloss and tied my hair in a messy bun.