His Enchanted Soulmate

#4 A Chance.

I wake up with a heavy headache that makes me feel even the pulse of my temples. To be honest, I don't remember when I fall asleep, but I feel like if yesterday’s cry was enough to calm myself a bit. I put my arm over my eyes to cover them from the light. I am not sure what time it is, but I can feel this room is hot as an oven, what it means, it must be almost noon.

 I really hate the summer season. The whole room becomes like a hell and the worst is that I can't even open the small window because is sealed to avoid me to escape. Otherwise, I would have already jumped through it, without caring that is on the second floor.

Although I don't feel like getting up, I’m not used to staying on the bed all day. I feel that my back hurts too much. So, even when, I’m like s**t, I decide to get up.                 

 I remove the sheet that is covering me, and I put my bare feet on the floor while I’m pressing my stomach with one of my hands. Oh God, the pain is so overwhelming that the next moment my eyes are watery.

 Just when I am going to get out of bed, someone opens the door, and I notice Sara's face, but today there is something unusual because she looks serious. When the door is open wider, I notice the reason for her grim face.

 I swallow hard, and I can feel how my body turns cold suddenly. He is here. He is coming for me. Brandon is in the door looking at me with his disgusting face. The moment my eyes meet his, I change my gaze and look down at my feet.

 I can see through the corner of my eye that he is walking towards me, and when he is in the middle of the room, the door starts to be closed. I want to scream. I want to tell Sara to stay with me. I don't want to stay alone with this pervert and no in this condition of mine.

 I stay sit in the edge of my bed like a statue, not daring to look at him. I never thought he would be here after what happened with Samantha.

 Now, Brandon is in front of me and kneels down, trying to see my face. He grabs my chin and lifts my head slowly. When my eyes are staring directly at his face, I grimace of disgust.

"I'm sorry rabbit. I never thought Samantha would do this to you"

 I want to laugh after listen to his pathetic try of apologies. Does he think this is the first time I am like this? What an i***t.

"Don't worry, you are coming with me. I will take care of you from now on."

What? No...no...no....this can be happening. No, now that I can't defend myself. If I stay with him, he will try to take advantage of me anytime. What can I do?

"Why don't you say anything? Do you really hate me? I have been by your side all this time. I even save you for being sold to someone else," he says while getting closer to my left cheek.

 Save me? Does he consider keep me lock for ten years like save me? What a bad joke. After listening to his nonsense, I look at him with indifference expression. Now, he is so close that I can feel his disgusting breath in my skin. I can't with this. I can't. I lift my hands, and I push him with all my force, making him lose his balance and fall on the ground.

"Don't get closer to me," I say with a trembling voice.

 Before he could react, I get up from the bed, trying to create distance between us. He just chuckles, but he didn't even show a slight expression of anger. I think my actions are fun for him.

 He gets up from the ground and yells Sara's name. The next moment, Sara is in my room, carrying a small suitcase.

"Package her belongings. I will be back in a moment," he says with a bossy tone.

 I see him turning around, leading downstairs. Then, I turn to Sara, who is taking my old pieces of clothes. She is not talking to me, and I notice that there is something that I don't know. I try to speak to her, but she ignores me. Could it be that something bad happened to Samantha and that's why she is acting like that?

"Please, stop talking," she says with a sharp tone that makes me shiver a little. This is the first time she talks to me like that.

Before, I can say something else; I notice that Brandon is back.

"What it takes so much time? Just pack the essential. We are leaving now."

 I try not to cry, but inside I feel like if everything is falling apart. All this time, I have known this was going to happen but internally, I've been praying for a miracle, something that changes this fate of mine.

 I'm paying attention to each of their movements from the corner of the room, and I notice that Brandon seems impatient, and the next moment, he snatches the luggage from Sara's hands and comes to me.

 He stretches his hand to grab one of my wrists and pulls me forcefully out of the room, but I am not willing to leave easily, so I try to pull my hand from his grip with all my forces.

Nevertheless, my actions just seem to upset him, making him hold my wrist tightly.

"Look rabbit. I don't have time for this. If you still acting like this, I will have to hurt you, and I don't want to. So, stop it."

"I don't want to go. Let me go....let me go," I say, afraid while jerking my hand.

Then, I realize this wasn't the best decision because his next movement comes directly to my neck. I feel that he's pinching it so hard that makes me feel dizzy and my sight turns dark and blurred. After that, I lose consciousness.

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 I'm waking up, feeling that my body is over a soft, comfortable surface, and I think I'm dreaming because I feel someone caressing my head with so much care. This feeling seems so familiar that I want to cry. This feeling makes me remember my mother's touch, but then, I recall that my mother is not with me anymore.

 I jump in fear, realizing that is not my mother, but Brandon the one who is with me. I open my eyes but everything is dark. Even though, I can feel when he gets up from the bed and then, the room's lamp is on. I look down at myself, but I breathe in relief when I see my clothes on.

"What did you do to me? Where am I?" I ask.

 He gets closer to me and strokes my hair with one of his hands. Even though, I'm not willing to play the good girl with him, and I move my head to avoid his touch. I see he has his eyes wide open, but I don't care. As I said before, he will have to force me.

"I see that you have become wilder, and to be honest, I like it. And to answer your questions, you are at my home, and...I haven't done anything to you, yet. But now you are awake, and I think I can play with my rabbit for a while." he says with shameful tone. "I have to accept that the waiting has been rewarded. As I can see, you really turned so beautiful, but it’s a shame that the b***h of Samantha didn't take good care of you"

 He says that looking at me up and down. Suddenly, he grabs both of my hands and places them over my head. I struggle to escape from him, but in a blink he’s in the top of me, pressing me with his body weight, and sliding one of his hands under my T-shirt.

 I'm still struggling. I move my legs up and down, trying to kick him and push him off, but he is a big, heavy man. Moreover, my body still aching, turning this like an impossible mission. I'm not going to succeed, but I can't make it easy for him. So, I yell from the top of my lungs.

"HELP! SOMEONE…HELP ME!"

 This is my last resort, but I stop yelling when I feel that half of my face is hot and itchy. The bastard of Brandon slapped me hard on my right cheek. Now, I whimpering of pain, but he just ignores me. Moving up his free hand, he grabs my chin and squeezes it.

"Stop! I thought you were more intelligent, but I see you're dumb. Do you really think this going to help you? Do you think my peers are going to come to your rescue? No! They aren't coming, so don't struggle, and let me enjoy you. I think I’ve waited long enough."

The words that came from his mouth were like a stab that kills my hopes. He is right no-one will come. Nobody will dare to mess with him. I'm so stupid. Suddenly, just when I was feeling defeated, I hear someone knocking on the door, and it's in a hurry because is banging it like crazy.

"Brandon...Boss, I know you're busy, but we have a situation right now. I was notified that the Midnight Pack was attacked by rogues, and the rogues who survived are leading to our camp"

"f**k! Not again," he hisses, moving his body off from me hurriedly, and grabbing a piece of cloth to tie my hands to the headboard.

"Don't worry rabbit; we will resume this when I came back"

 He bends to me trying to kiss me, but I spit in his face instead, receiving another slap due to my action and making me groan. As he is in a hurry, he just wipes my saliva with the palm of his hand before walking outside the cabin, locking the door from outside.

 I take a deep breath, trying to take oxygen to my brain to come up with an idea to escape. I start to pull my tided hands with force, but the knock isn't loosening. I lean closer to the cloth, and I nibble it and pull it with my teeth, trying to loosen it a bit. It feels like an eternity when I finally got my hands free.

At this moment, the only thing in my mind is to look for something to open the door because if I broke the front window everybody is going to notice it.

 I get up from the bed, and I start to look in each place, each corner, each furniture, but I can't find anything useful. Tired, I lean on a little kitchen cabinet, but as I let my body fall heavily on it, I cause a container fall and break on the ground. I look down with surprise when I notice a bunch of keys hidden inside. 

 I bend down to pick them up, run to the door, and begin to try each of one on the door lock. My hands are trembling, and each minute it turns worst because none of the keys I try can open the door. There are a lot of them, but I need to hurry.

 After the first twelve keys, I try the last one. I shove it on the lock, turn it to the right, and then, I hear it. The unlock sound.

 My heart is beating with joy, but I don’t have time to celebrate. I open the door slowly, peeking, and I notice people running around, and getting prepared for the rogue's arrival.

 On the outside, the dark of the night has invaded everywhere. This is something good because I can slip away in the shadows. I run out of the cabin, leading to the woods. I don't look back and I keep running. I'm getting close to the woods when I hear a yell.

"You b***h stop there!"

 I don't stop, instead; I keep running as fast as I can. I can feel as if my heart is going to explode, and the fear is invading my mind and body and making me feel weak.

 But suddenly, I feel a sharp pain in my leg that makes me fall on the ground. The pain is so horrible that it feels as if someone threw acid on my leg. I can feel a heat flowing through it. I touch the injured part, and my hand gets stain with my blood.  I have a big hole on my leg, created by a silver bullet. I never thought they would shoot me from that distance.

My hair is pulled with force, and I see the face of Mark the second leader after Brandon.

"b***h! You almost make big trouble for me. What were you doing? Ah. You are going to regret it.”

Oh, moon goddess! Not again….no.