His Prey

I rubbed my forearms to keep myself warm, when i walked out to the college building and cold breeze hit me. Weather became a bit chilly today and luckily I had forgotten my jacket home. How smart I'm! I was walking ahead when I heard someone was calling my name from behind. I turned around to meet the person, cause it was rare that anyone called me out. None talked to me, I had no friends but I was happy, cause my dad was happy with it. As I turned around I saw, there was Dylan with a huge grin on his face as he approched at me. I glanced down at his hand which had held a jacket then upto him. “Please don’t refuse! You will get cold.” He said, offering his jacket, knowing well that I didn't accept anything from anyone, there in college. And due to that people around me, called me rude and even back bitching me, there. They thought I didn't know and hear anything but their ugly faces were enough to let me know what they exactly thought about me. But I was't going to give them any f**k. They didn't even know who I was. If they were know, they would never do what they did. “I can't! Why don't you understand, Dylan?”  “Its just a jacket, Hazel! I'm not asking you to befriend me.” He sounded hurt. Yes it's just a jacket. There is not any harm in it. And dad won't learn about it. “Ok, fine!” Grabbing his jacket, I walked further, putting on that jacket. It wasn't a bad idea to accept his jacket as it was giving me warmth that i needed the most that time.  Wait! He gave me his jacket but what about him? How would he manage without it. I haven't even thanked him. How ungrateful I'm! I shook my head on my stupidity before turning around and shouted a thank you at him, who was looking at me sheepishly. Then turning my heels, I I walked straight out to the campus. “Since when you started to wear men jacket again?” I saw Kurt questioning gaze when I reached near the car and he opened the door for me. He was in his late forties but none could guess cause of his well physique. Well, that was the one of reasons, why dad assigned him as my bodyguard. Well! i didn’t need anyone to protect me, cause i was enough for myself and Dad knew that but still he impose him over me, cause he just wanted to keep his eyes on me through Kurt. And none could do that better than him. Before me he used to work with Dad as his shield. “Who was that guy?” He shoot the another question at me when he took the charge on driver seat. “That's none of your business!” I glared him through the rear view mirror. I had quite disliked towards this man but I couldn't help. Thanks to Dad. “Little girl you should know whom you are talking with?” He glared me back before starting the engine. I rolled my eyes at him when I heard him, “It seems I have to talk Mr Mitchell.” And i knew It was not cause of concerm. He was f*****g threatening me. He always did. He knew well how much I scared to him. No matter how grown up I was. I still scared to him as I used to scare in my childhood. “I’m sorry! It's Dylan jacket..” I saw him arching his brow, over the mention of his name  “My classmate! I didn't wanna take it but he insisted me, and it’s quite cold out there, so i accepted it.” I explained looking at him through the rear view mirror, wanted him to believe my words. And in response I just received his hummed after a long silence. But I wanted something more to him. I wanted his word to keep his mouth shut in front of Dad. But for that I have to asked for and I exactly did that. “Please, don't say anything to Dad!” I said in almost pleading tone. And his blue eyes met mine as he shifted hia gaze street to the mirror. I was waiting for his response but that never came. He just shifted his gaze back on the street. And I didn't know what was going on in the mind of this old one. I breathed, shifting my gaze out, adoring the beauty of city. Cold breeze hit my face. I closed my eyes to feel its coldness against my face. I inhaled the air sharply, and smiled. It was cold but it was soothing unlike the coldness of mansion, that always made me feel gloomy. I stepped out to the car when Kurt stopped the car in the long runway of the mansion. I took Dylan's jacket off to my frame and felt that warmth gone away. Sliding it in the place I was seated before, making sure none could see it, then straightened my shirt, I walked straight inside the mansion, hugging myself. Standing at the doorstep of the mansion I took a deep breath before lurking my eyes all around. Thanks to my luck, headaches were nowhere in the sight. I took an breath of relief and walked in. “Haz! You came back, dear.” I smiled as I heard Mrs Lee voice. I turned around and went towards her. She was around her forty. I had been seeing her since my childhood. She was so close to me. And after mother's death she was the one who used to take care of me and Elvin, my twin brother.  Ah! My twin brother. I miss him so much! “I wanna favour with you!” Looking here and there, making myself sure that Megan and Nick, my step mother and her son was no where around us. “They aren't in the mansion.” Understating my gesture, she informed me with a smile on her face. And without bothering myself to know about them ,I asked for the favour, “There is a jacket in the backseat of the car! Can you get in and wash it for me and give me back till morning.”  As I finished she narrowed her eyes at me, before asking, “Jacket? Is it a girl's jacket?” I looked at her for a while, and I could see the amusement on her face, that she was trying to hide but miserably failed. I laughed out at her failed attempt, “No! It’s men's jacket and there was nothing between us even I don't know anything about him except his name and he's my classmate. So don't assume much, old lady.” I said still laughing and she just shook her head at me. “You'll get that jacket before your college.” Frowning at me, she made her way out of the mansion. Probably to get that jacket to wash. Once Mrs Lee got out to my sight, i headed up towards my room. Taking a hold of knob I opened the door and went in. My room was quiet big with a king size bed in the center of the wall and a walk in closet in which had been hung up so many designer clothes but I only liked the clothes which had been in the shelves, my casual clothes and Pjs. They were so comfortable than those designers clothes. There was each essential things in my room except the one I wanted the most. My freedom. I stripped off my clothes and tied my hair in a high bun before stepping into the bath tub, which I had filled before. I moaned with rapture as hot water touched my skin. I loved bathing. I used to bath thrice a day. Sometimes it turned into 4.  When I done with my bath, I took a towel and wrapped around my body. I came back in the room and put on my baby pink PJs which had panda print. I had nothing to do, so i decided to read novel which I had left last night. I jumped on my bed with the novel in my hand. I made myself comfortable on the bed before opening the book and started to read where I had left. I groaned feeling annoyed when I heard a knock and looked up and found Ruby was there with a sheepish grin on her face. “Why did you disturb me?” I asked wasn't happy to see her there. Although she was my friend but I hated when someone disturbed me while reading. Ruby, she was one of the housekeepers but more than that she was like a friend for me. The one with whom I could talk and share my problems. Well, with each one, who worked in the mansion, I had a good relationship, except Megan, Nick and Kurt. I wasn’t allowed to befrinding in college, so I had made my friends inside the mansion.  “Sorry to disturb you, Haze! But Mr Mitchell wanna see you! ” Approching at me, she said making a shiver ran down my spine. “What have you done now!” She asked giving a squeeze on my shivering hand. “I have done nothing, this time!” I said almost in whisper. “He can't do this to me!” I muttered, remembering Kurt had seen me with Dylan. “What's wrong Haze? Whom you are talking about?” I looked at her as she asked to me. “Where is Dad?”  “He's in his study room!” I hastily got off to the bed and rushed out to my room. He didn't prefer people who make him wait. I was almost running towards the study room with my thumping heart, didn't wanna make him more furious. Although I had no idea why he had called me in there. It had been 5 years, and i was just 14th when last time he had called me to meet him. And that day was the most horrible day of my life. He had slapped me, hit me and kept me starving for 4days. He didn't even let me drink a drop of water. He knew Mrs lee was like a mother figure for me ,so he had kept her away from me. And that day I decided I would never disobey him. With my shaking hand I knocked the door to get his permission before going in. “You can come honey!” I heard his strong voice and as I pushed the door ajar, i stepped in and saw him sitting on single chair and he was looking at me wiith a smile on his face. “Wait! He's smiling. That means he's not angry at me! Then why he call me in?” I took my steps carefully, didn't wanna make any mistake in front of him.  “Take your seat honey!” Eyeing at the couch across him, he said me to take my seat. I was expecting him furious but instead of that he was looking all calm and happy. And I didn't know what made him so pleased. But I was happy that Old man didn't open his mouth this time. Without saying anything I just took my place on the couch which he referred at me. My dad wasn't a bad man but it was like he used to love this royalty and pride more than anything. Just to maintain that he could do anything. He always put that above everything. And he even used to tell me and Elvin to not do anything which defame them. I was sitting there trying to get the cause of his happiness but no use as it was hard to guess, so I decided to wait for him to speak up. He stood up on his feet and walked towards the big Wodden table which was near the shelves. He picked something up from the table and took a glance at it, before coming back to me. Just to seeing it i could say it was a photo. A photo. I stretched my hand out to collect it as he forwarded that towards me. I frowned when I looked at the photo. I had expected it to be Elvin's picture but instead of that It was the photo of a man around late or mid twenties. He was in his formal suit and there wasn't a trace of smile on his face as if he had lifted up entire world on his shoulder.  “He’s Arthur..Arthur Davis.” I raised my head up to picture as he said taking back his place on his chair, “And I want you to marry him!” I gasped as he spoke out. I felt like my all dreams just shattered right in front of my eyes.