Her scars ,His sins

Episode Six

HER SCARS, HIS SINS

➰Chapter 6➰

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into a month since I saw Mr tall and sexy doctor. I

was contemplating on going to the hospital but I didn't want to look desperate,so I tried

forgetting about it. But it didn't work, I thought about him every freaking hour of the day and it

was draining me. Since the day I saw him I haven't had ‘The dream’ anymore, only his voice

and face appeared in my dreams. At this point I would give anything to see him again.

I woke up on a Monday morning feeling tired as usual. I had to go to the cafe early today

because Mrs Valerie is home sick so I'll be the only one there and I'll also have to take the night

shift. I looked at the time and it was 7:22. I turned on the bed till 7:30 and eventually got up .

Staggering my way to the bathroom. I had my bath, brushed my teeth and did my skincare. I

decided against makeup today.

I wore a black bodycon dress with a blue denim jacket and gold accessories, I wore dark blue

colored sandals and literally ran to the door as it was already 8:30. I saw a note on the door

from Kelly saying “Good morning Lala , I left for a client's house today for her wedding. Don't

miss me too much. I'll be back tomorrow.

”

I got to my car and sped to the cafe.

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It was already 10:40 pm and I was exhausted because I had no help all through. Today was a

very busy day and I guess it's time to lock up and leave. I locked the cafe at 10:50. I entered my

car and unfortunately it refused to start. I tried and tried but it was useless. Maybe I should have

listened to Kelly about learning how to fix minor problems in cars. I got out of the car and tried to

book a ride but drivers kept declining the ride. It was already 11pm and I still wasn’t able to get a

ride. I gave up and started walking home

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Oh well I guess I gave something to see him again… My freedom.

I was tied down on a cold cemented floor stripped of my clothes and only in my black lingerie.

Mr dark and sexy doctor looking heavenly staring down at me with an unreadable expression.

11hrs back…

When I left the cafe on my stupid quest to walk home at 11pm I was stopped by a black Rolls

Royce. Two men on face masks jumped out of the back seat knocking me out with the end of a

gun. The pain was unbearable that I fell to the ground and black dots started coating my vision. I

felt them taking me into the car but I couldn't do anything as I fell unconscious. Hours later I

woke up in a dimly lit room. My hands tied together at my back and legs chained. The groundbeneath me was cold and I noticed I had on nothing but my black lingerie. Two men dressed in

black suits and one tall fat man in jeans and a black T-shirt surrounded me

“Kneel down,

” The fat man said, smiling . I tried to but I couldn't because I had no strength in

me anymore. He pointed to the men in suits who came to my both sides and they made me

stand. They left me and one used his legs to push my two legs back, making me land harshly to

the ground on my knees . I groaned in immense pain , tears rolling down my cheeks as I tried

not to scream

The fat man came closer to me holding my chin up examining my face.

“What is your name” he said licking his dry lips.

I didn’t answer him but instead I spat on him. Wrong move because he grabbed my neck and

squeezed. Stopping my air flow. My vision blurred and I could hear how loud my heart was

beating

“What is your name!” He shouted still holding onto my neck

“Is-la” I choked out the words and he finally let my neck go. My breathing was heavy as I tried to

take all the air I could to my lungs. He held my cheeks again with his left hand

“What a beauty, well before my nephew comes to take you why don't I taste the fruit?” My eyes

filled with more tears understanding what he meant

“Please don't, p-please don’t ,I’m sorry” I begged him more but but my pleas were useless

“I would love to hear how loud your screams could be princess. He said coming closer to me

“Leave” he told the men in suits. He tried to grab my hair with his right hand but I bent my head

to the side. Wrong move again because he slapped me and pulled my hair back forcefully. I

cried in pain begging him to stop but he smiled.

My pain turned into anger

“Get your hands off me you fat piece of s**t” I said glaring at him accepting my fate.

“Feisty, I like you better when you beg” He said, removing his belt. I closed my eyes, tired of life.

We heard a knock on the door and another suited man came in and whispered something in the

fat ugly man's ear.

“You are a lucky little witch, he is here”

. He said putting his belt back on. I sighed hoping that the

‘He’ in question is better looking than this ugly roll of meat.