Devil’s Daughter

L O R R A I N E

Lorraine Lebedev

"Eat Lorraine." Simeon demands.

I didn't bother to look up as my gaze was fixed on my plate filled with chicken and vegetables.

"I'm not hungry." I mumbled as I used my fork to move the vegetables around the plate.

Silence hummed in the air as I felt Simeon's gold stare lasering into me. I slowly lifted my gaze and gawked at him. "You need to eat." he said slowly, more so you could hear the threat in his tone.

His annoyance flared, as his pulse slammed in his neck.

I forced down the sick feeling by climbing on the table and stabbing him in the eye with my fork. I stabbed a piece of broccoli with my fork and shoved it into my mouth, his threatening gaze on me as the tension rose by the second our anger and disgust mixed together creating a dangerous combo.

Tick tock, tick tock

The sound of the clock ringed in my ears, as the atmosphere darkened.

The audacity of him, forcing me to sit down and have family dinner like everything is normal and okay. Like our relationship is kitten and rainbows.

Fuck him.

As the time flew by, I was almost done with my dinner. Rising from my chair I took one quick glance at him before walking away not bothering to dismiss myself.

I got glances from the guards and cleaners on my way to the gym.

I've grown into this habit where I went to the gym and distracted myself by practicing on my knife and shooting skills.

Right now I was beyond annoyed and each time I thought about the man who sadly is my father I wanted to stab him to death. I craved his blood. It is shameful to say that I've secretly found satisfaction in killing people. Each time I killed or tortured I would picture them as my father instead that instant habit reminded me of someone.

Raphaël.

I never understood why he found satisfaction in hurting people but now I get it.

Once I changed into a sports bra and biker shorts I tied my short hair into a ponytail so that it doesn't get in my face while training. Though the shorter strands of my hair framed my face but it wasn't a problem.

I typed in the password for the door that locked me out of the weapons room filled with guns and knives. The red light turned green and I pushed the metal door open and walked in and it shut behind me, the green light turned orange indicating that the room was occupied.

The lights automatically turned on as it stretched across the room in a single line. I walk over to the lockers and open in revealing different types of blades.

Drop-Point Blade, ,Gut Hook, Sheepsfoot Blade, Clip-point blade the list goes on. My lips curl into a satisfaction smirk as my fingers brushed over the sharp metal. My eyes stopped when the kukri blades caught my eye. The blade was customized black as it had a 90 degree curve, suitable to dig someone's guts out. I took some of the blades and walked over to the beginning level wall, where you practice your aim. I throw the blade and it pierces through the wooden wall as it hit the center.

I closed my eyes and let out a breath as I replaced the wooden wall with him standing in the center. I threw the blade and it landed just above the previous shot.

That will be your heart Simeon. I thought.

Another throw, landing 2 inches above the other two blades.

And that will be your head.

After a while of throwing knives I decided to go over to the shooting range. Once I reached there I put on my soundproof headsets and grabbed a gun. I pushed the button on the side as the dolls moved further back.

I want to challenge myself.

I c****d the gun as my focus was on the heart. I pulled the trigger and the bullet pierced through the doll as its body jerked back. Lowering my gun disappointment washed over me when I saw that the bullet went for the gut. I shake off the tense feeling in my shoulders and pulled the trigger again this time the bullet went through the heart.

Each time I would picture Simeon, my brain automatically improves my skills with shooting. I'm not sure why but I use it as a cheat code whenever I shoot people. With each trigger I pull my anger cools down and I'm less annoyed.

After an hour of shooting and isolating myself. I've decided to call it a night.

I changed back into my sweats and hoodie and walked back to my room. I shut the door behind me and paused when I noticed a box sitting on top of my bed.

I looked around my room, cautious to who left this here and if they are hiding somewhere ready to jump out and attack me. I slowly strolled towards the mysterious box and picked it up. I removed the box and peeped my head into the small box, my heart skipped a beat when I saw a cell in the box.

Who left this here?

I knew for a fact that it definitely was not Simeon, he forbade me from any contact from the outside world unless he gave me permission. He is paranoid that I might try to escape, which is true. So who is it from and how did it end up in my room without Simeon knowing.

I took out the cell from the box and opened it.

Flip phone...

Tossing the box back on the bed I unlocked the phone and went through it but found it empty, but then I realized it had a network which made me go into the contact list.

My heart dropped when I read the only contact number available on the phone.

RR

Without thinking I quickly ran to my bathroom and made the shower water to run in case someone walks in my room. Locking my bathroom door I immediately dialed the number. It rang for a couple of seconds before I heard breathing from the other line.

"Hello?"

All the emotions I have been avoiding came crashing into me. Tears welled up in my eyes as my breathing became shallow and my chest tightened as my heart was beating so hard I thought it would rip out of my chest.

I never thought I would hear his voice again.

"Raphaël?" I whispered. "Lorraine." he breathed, relief lingering in his tone.

I let out a small laugh as tears poured out my eyes. "I-how..."

"I missed you too baby." he says, my heart fluttering. "How did you-" I couldn't manage to find my voice. I was in shock. He lets out a small chuckle. "Josephine." he simply said which made my eyes widen in shock.

Josephine works for him?

Josephine is a double agent?

I swallowed hard as he said. "I'd love to talk to you, it's the only thing I want to do right now but we don't have time Lorraine." he proclaims and I frown. "I'm going to help you escape." he adds and a small spark of hope left in me sweeps me off my feet but then again this place is so secured that not even myself could escape without being caught.

"How?" I queried worriedly. What if he gets himself killed. "Gas."

"Gas?" I repeat as if it's my first time hearing the word. "Yes, gas love. Josephine will explain to you the next time you see her but for now I want you to stay alert. There will be clues from some of the workers. I only managed to sneak in five people in your house but that's enough since we don't want your father to be suspicious."

"He's not my father." I spat bitterly. Raphaël was silent for a while before I heard him sigh. "I can't imagine what he put you through red." he whispers, emotions clouding his tone.

"Once I get you out of there I swear on my life I will kill him with my bare hands." he threatens, anger lingering in his tone. "No, I want to be the one who deals with him. He put me through so much and I vowed to myself that he will pay." I announced. "But I have to be there to make sure that nothing goes wrong, I don't want to-"

"Raphaël, I've changed, you don't have to worry about me." I asserted as I glanced at my reflection and touched my hair.

Literally, I have changed.

"I know you can take care of yourself red, you are the strongest woman I have ever met but I promise you red you will be back in my arms soon." he says and I smile as I brushed away my tears.

"I know, we swim together, remember." I teased and he chuckled.

"I remember red, you even made me pinkie promise." he added and it was my turn to laugh.

For the first time in the past 3 months I actually smiled and I felt warm. The fuzzy feeling I've been missing is slowly filling up my empty heart.

I lean back against the wall and close my eyes as I let out a sigh. "I miss so much these pasts months without has been torture."

"I know red, I can't even sleep without you in my arms." he says.

He felt so close but he was so far away.

"One day red." he uttered.

"One day." I repeated.

I smile and say. "I love you."

My heart fluttered and heat rushed to my cheeks, it was as if it was the first time saying it.

"I love you Lorraine." he says, his voice gentle and tender.

I let out a shaky breath and ended the call.

I just have to wait a little more.

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