Entangled Forever

CHAPTER 6

Alice's POV

The bed is cosy and soft just like I love it in my imagination, don't get me wrong, I have bed at home which I share with Hazel but it's not this fluffy and cosy. I stretch and smuggled closer to the warm pad engulfing me from behind, the feeling was therapeutic and just by moving close to it I feels my stress reducing to zero.

My body relaxed and I a throaty sound escaped my mouth, I feel like I'm inside a warm bath but as I try to stretch again I was met with a dull arch I never knew was there. Probably I'm finally waking up from my fantasy sleep because you can only feel pains when you are awake. It was not unexpected though, I wake up everyday with pains all over my body as a result of my work.

I yearned and opened my eyes but immediately closed it as rays of lights blinded me.

"Did we forget to close the windows again?" I wondered. Recently Hazel and I have developed the habit of forgetting to lock the windows and it's not safe.

However you won't blame us, most times we would just leave them open upon reaching home to get some fresh air before finally locking but due to how tired we are, we would just crash on the bed and sleep off.

I'm a bit claustrophobic so I enjoy good ventilation but our neighborhood is not safe and we may end up waking up one day to our house broken into so thus I'm always worried each time we forget to close them.

I took a deep breath gradually opening my eyes little by little, it must be midday already because that could be the only explanation to why the sun is out so bright.

Wait, what! Midday? I screamed as realization hits me, if it's truly midday already then I'm doomed,

Did Hazel forget to wake up to prepare for work? There is no possible way she would go to work without me. I tried getting up from the bed but the warm pad kept me in place hugging me tighter, but wait, warm pad?

So many things feels odd and as I looked around the room my heart spiked, I was in a complete strange room. The soft and cosy bed I was feeling was not a dream, the warm pad hugging is actually a pair of muscular arms. I wanted to screen bloody murder but I decided that will be a bad idea, it looks like my captivator is sleeping and if I scream I will only end up waking him up.

I took a deep shaky breath practicing the breath in and out method of calming anxiety. The scream I was desperately holding nearly escape my mouth when I saw my cloths discarded all over the room. I looked at myself and saw a very naked me, not even on underwears.

I was overwhelmed by everything as the memories of last night started rushing back to the front of my mind. I remembered how Jane added what I can't explain in my juice and how I started wobbling just few minutes after taking it. Tears filled my eyes as I recounted how I ended up on this bed, a stranger's bed with my innocence taken.

I wanted to curl back and mourn my innocence taken without my consent and consciousness but then I remembered that I still have to get out of here.

His chest was slowly rising and falling in a very relaxed slumber, the air from his nostrils tickled my ear. I was grateful to see that he is in deep sleep, at least I can try and escape without waking him up. I carefully untangled his hands and slowly got out of the bed. I turned around and starred at his face with anger boiling inside me.

He has the most handsome face I have ever come across but at this moment he looked nothing but like a demon to me, no normal human would willingly take advantage of an innocent lady in distress.

I hurriedly picked up my scattered cloths, putting them on I dashed out of the room. Luckily for me it was not locked.

I don't know how I can get out of this place and everywhere seamed so quiet, there was no one to ask questions. I wandered around for about ten minutes before I found a similar elevator, my mind was fuzzy last night but I remember running into an elevator.

I entered the elevator but then I was confused on which button to press, I was so dizzy to remember which button I pressed last night. With a shaking hand I pressed the highest number I saw but immediately regretted. Within few seconds I found myself in a place that looked like a rooftop.

I entered back to the elevator and this time I pressed the least number. I arrived at another hall way which I can assume is the last floor, people could be seen here and I unintentionally took a deep breath of relief.

I soon found myself outside and to the street but I have no money to even stop a cab, I was helpless and I couldn't stop the tears falling from my eyes. I have to get back home at all cost, maybe by now Hazel must have alerted the police. She was even sick last night and I don't even know if she survived to the morning since I couldn't go home last night with the drugs I promised to buy for her.

I hated crying, it makes me feel weak and I hated this moment too as my tears fell uncontrollably in a street full of people. I gingerly wiped my tears with the back of my palm as I thought of what to do.

I stopped a cab and gave him my address but before I boarded it I told him that I encountered some situations and I lost my purse, he was a nice man. He sympathized with me and lend me his phone to call Hazel.

" Oh my God Alice do you want to kill me? What happened? Are you OK?" Hazel's worried voice seeped through from the other end of the line immediately I told her that it's me.

I know that if I should decide to answer any of her questions that I would be a crying mess in front of the cab man. I told her to wait for in the compound with the cab fare.

Reaching home all my resolve crumbled as I fell into Hazel's embrace sobbing out all my frustration and anger. I just felt like life has been really unfair to me. I was not the type that complains or wallow in self pity daily, I love being strong and enduring everything but just now I suddenly thought back to all I have been through and realized that life has not been easy on me at all.

Hazel was confused and relieved to see me in blood and flesh, she has many questions to ask and her curiosity was written all over her face but she paused them all and focused on consoling me. I cried for close thirty minutes before gradually calming down.

I wanted to hide and disappear when I looked around and suddenly realized that master Mike was present. Perhaps Hazel has informed him out of worry, but I can't face him like this. I just can't. Just like the gentle man he is always, he offered me his hankerchief as Hazel lead me inside the house.