Chapter 2

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 Amelia I couldn’t see anything. There is darkness everywhere. I’m scared. “Help! Help! Please someone help!” I started screaming. I started looking around. To find any way out of this hell hole. But all I can see is darkness. “Don’t worry darling” said a voice from behind. The voice of the most beautiful woman I know. “I’m always with you.” She said. I turned around to see her standing right there with a warm smile on her face. “Mom?” I asked. “Yes dear it’s me. Your mom” I started running towards her and hugged her so tight.  My mom. The person who used to sing with me. Bake cakes with me. Who was the reason of my smile. “Mom please don’t leave me mom. Mom they are gonna come mom, mom please.” I whimpered…..begged her to stay.  I hugged her and started crying again. But suddenly, she disappeared in thin air. I……She was right in front of me and now, she is gone. Again. My hands fell to my sides. And I just stayed there. I was left alone in the darkness. All I saw was black. No warmth to find in this unknown surrounding. My knees buckled and I slid to the floor. My tears not stopping. I brought my knees to my chest and curled up in a ball.  All alone. Broken. In darkness. Everyone in my life left me. Turned their back to me. What did I do to deserve this? “Well hello princess” I was instantly brought out from my thoughts. I started to shiver. I don’t have to look up and see who it is. I know it’s him. With the amount of venom in his voice…..it ought to be him. I can hear footsteps approaching me. I can see his shoes. The shoes which used to be well polished, now hold dirt in them. Just like him. His soul. Filthy. He grabbed my hair and forced me to look up. The moment my eyes met his. I felt rage. Immense anger towards him for ruining me. Anger, for not doing anything and just let it happen every time.  His eyes which used to be warm and loving, are cold and stoned. But that didn’t scare me the most. The look of lust in his eyes did. He searched my face for something.  The look of terror.   And when he found it, he smirked. The smirk he usually gives before……before….. “Let’s have some fun. Shall we?” ****************** I woke up with sweat dripping down my face.  My breathing unsteady. It was just a dream. He is not here. I am having a panic attack. I know that. But I have to make myself believe that it was just a dream. Once I calmed down, I decided to take a shower. The warm water will help relax my muscles and escape my thoughts. I got off the bed and saw the time on my phone. Good. I have one hour till my shift starts. The warm water cascaded down my body as my thoughts wandered to my mother. I miss her. Was the first thing I thought. She promised me she’ll never leave me. But here I am. All alone. Struggling to live. I closed my eyes for a mere second and  his face came in my view. I panicked and opened my eyes. There is no denying it that I am scared of him. His face is imprinted in my mind and I can’t do anything to change that. I wrapped the towel around my body and went out of the shower. When in front of the mirror, I let the towel fall down and looked at my reflection. A long scar going down my stomach. My ribs, bruised and purple. Still recovering from the accident. But that was not the worst part. I was covered in scars and bruises. Reminding me everyday that you can never escape your past. I quickly got dressed for work and applied make up on the bruised skin which was showing itself. Thinking about work had instantly put a smile on my face. It has been two weeks and pretty much the best week of my life yet.  I get to know that the waiter lady's name is actually Chloe. She is the most loving soul in this earth. And of course my little angel. There is not even possible that when I’m with her I won’t smile. She just vanishes my worries away. Like an angel. I chuckled at the irony. Tiffany, the boss lady who owns the club is a sixty year old woman with a kind heart. She accepted me with open arms and treats me like family. However, no one knows about my past. I just told everyone that I moved out of my home cause I don’t want to be a burden to my parents and came to the city I always wanted to come. I did a once over at my complete appearance and appreciated myself to look…..presentable. I grabbed my small bag and made sure that I have my phone and some emergency money in it and started my way out for the café. ********** “Table 4. Your call.” Chloe smiled tiredly at me as hopefully, they are the last costumers. I quickly went to them, took their orders and went inside to hand them to the chef. Today went pretty well. I got quite a few tips here and there and I am satisfied with it.  As I was serving the couple their order, I heard the door opening and someone walking in. Chloe made her way to the them. “Hey Mia?” Chloe approached me once I went behind the bill counter. “The guy at table six is asking for you. Do you know him?” She asked concerned. I looked at the table and saw a man sitting there with his back towards me.  “He doesn’t look familiar.” I replied. “But don’t worry. I’ll see what he wants.” I said with a reassuring smile. She looked uncertain but gave me a nod anyway. I went to the man and I was suddenly met with beautiful blue orbs staring right back at me. Emotionless. They are so beautiful. I felt him give me a once over as he met my eyes again. My eyes suddenly went to his lips as they started moving. So soft. I thought. But when I came back to my senses, I realized I have been staring and I blushed in embarrassment.  He smirked at my miserable state and repeated again,  “Are you Mia Anderson?” His husky voice radiating dominance. I lowered my eyes and replied with a small 'yes' clearly intimidated by him.  "One black coffee" He ordered. As he turned towards the window.  I gave his order to Chloe, but for a fact I knew, that I am not gonna forget these blue eyes.  
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