Sofia's POV
I froze on the spot.
I knew that voice too well. An annoying shrill that still managed to make me shiver.
I slowly turned around to meet the eyes that I dreaded with everything in me.
But that wasn't the whole package.
She was not the only one. She had a cliche of friends that had the same cold look on their faces.
I was f****d.
My eyes desperately scammed the alleyway to find an escape route, even if I had to run for my life, but she and her friends were already closing in on me.
"I... I sabella...", I stammered and swallowed. "Wh... What are you doing here? Were you the one who texted me with an unknown number?"
"What did you think? That her soon to be husband was the one telling you to come have dinner with him?"
"I'm sure it's the reasons she has this faded, worn out flowing gown on her. It's the best thing she has in her wardrobe, but she still reeks of poverty."
The whole squad laughed hysterically at her friend's joke.
"I turns out that our meeting didn't have any effect on you, right? After everything, you still have the nerve to live under the roof of my fiance?"
"Ma'am, I'm... I'm just a maid of his-"
Before I could finish my sentence, I saw Isabella's hand swing high in the air before landing brutally on my face, causing ripples of pain to course from my cheeks to my whole system, the taste of metallic blood filling my mouth.
"Lie to me again!! I dare you!! I dare you, b***h!!", She screamed at me like a mad woman who had lost control of herself.
"You claim to be a maid of his, but it was your name he called when he knelt down propose to Isabella, in from of all of her friends? Why the hell would he make such an expensive mistake of calling your name instead of Isabella's if you haven't been in his mind all this while?!"
Enzo mentioned my name while proposing to Isabella?
Why the hell would he make such a mistake?
He didn't know how much trouble he'd gotten me right now?
Was he thinking of proposing to me and making me his wife or was it a genuine mistake?
Both questions were useless in the miserable situation.
"Look, Isabella. That's Enzo's mistake. I have nothing to do with it. I'm... I'm innocent."
"You're right. It's Enzo's fault. Because I don't know why the hell he would still be fraternizing with a vermin like you when he has a gem like me in his life. I have to beg to have some time with me, but he comes back to you every night, and only God knows what you both do."
"I'm not a vermin, Isabella."
The four of them stared at each other, taken aback.
"Wow. So she has the nerves to talk back at you, Isabella?"
"This b***h has some nerves, Isabella."
"You can't blame her. Enzo's the reason for this disrespect. If he hadn't taken this misery of a woman out of the gutters for her to live an overpriviledged life, we wouldn't be standing her taking all these insults", she hissed.
"And if you could just have simple manners instead of acting like a spoilt brat, maybe he would look your way for way for once."
"What did you just say to me?!!"
I looked up with widened eyes.
Did I say that out loud??
They weren't supposed to heat that.
I thought I muttered that just under my breath, but the look of appall on their faces told me something different.
"I didn't mean to say that! If... If we could all just calm down-"
"Get that b***h for me!!"
The speed with which they charged at me sent me straight to panic mood, but with my back against the wall, I couldn't do anything.
I tried to defend myself, but attack was just too much. I felt scratches and hits from each part of my body. I tried to scream for help, but their own yells overshadowed mine.
They beat the living hell out of me. They didn't leave me till I fell to the ground, my body too weak to take any more torture.
They finally left me whimpering on the ground when they got tired, but they weren't done.
I felt Isabella's shadow tower over me, with a stick in her hand.
"The plan was go beat the f**k out you until you promise to leave his house tonight, but I have other plans", she began bouncing the stick on her hand. "Confess that you're miserable vermin."
I felt a tear fall from my eyes while I lay on the ground, but it wasn't from pain
It was from rage. "I'm not... I'm not a miserable vermin."
"You stupid witch!!", She yelled, enraged by my stubbornness.
She began landing the stick all over my body, causing blunt pain to overwhelm my body. No matter how much I tried to stand up, the force of the stick forced me back down.
She kept hitting me and stomped my neck to the ground when I tried to stand up. I could feel warm blood trickle from my head.
"Say it!!", She yelled in fury while I tried to fought to stay alive. "Say you're a b***h!! Say it!! Call yourself a miserable-"
"Do not lay another finger on her!!" The thunderous voice was enough to stop Isabella's attempt to kill me.
The ladies stopped their treacherous act when they noticed a foreigner in the mix.
"What do you want?", I heard Isabella ask.
"Why are you hitting an innocent woman?"
"Why don't you mind your business? This is women's matter."
"Go home. You and your minions."
"And if I don't?"
"How will your father feel if he hears that you're beating your husband's maid because of jealousy?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"Will you leave?"
I could feel Isabella enraged from the fact that she couldn't kill me tonight.
"Let's go, girls. This loud mouth has ruined plans.”