The Falls
1789 Words
The Falls
“Where the f**k am I?”
I stared blankly at the almost empty room. Yeah, almost. Thanks to the bed and creepy boxes on the floor. Yeah, boxes creep me out because the room looks abandoned with them on the floor. And what’s inside them anyway? Severed body parts? Omg, why am I rumbling when I literally don’t know where I am?
Oh f**k. Now I remember. I was kidnapped.
OH, s**t, I WAS KIDNAPPED!
Mommy! Daddy!
I started trembling as I remembered our house. I could’ve been in an airconditioned room right now, but I am here in this ugly room! The only thing to be thankful for is that it doesn’t smell!
I immediately stood up but fell off the bed as I felt the pain in my ankle. Oh, stupid me! My ankle was injured, and it hurts like a f*****g b***h!
“Omg, my feet! I swear the moment I meet those f*****g kidnappers again I’ll scratch their ugly faces so badly they'll need a freaking plastic surgeon!”
I was rumbling by myself when I noticed a pair of black boots in front of me. And then I looked up and saw his eyes. Oh, freaking hell I actually escaped from my kidnappers, right? and then I met this man? I mean gorgeous man!
I stared at him.
And then he just stared back.
Okay? Why the hell are we staring at each other like we have a freaking speech disorder?
“What?” I raised my brow, trying to intimidate him into talking. Well, this has always worked on people. I have a bitchy face and raising my brows makes people pee their pants. I’m that scary. Well, I’m rich and I literally can do anything I want, and no one can stop me.
But then my brow was numbed already, and he still hadn’t spoken a single word. He literally just stared. And then he walked away!
“Hey!” I immediately shouted because I was so annoyed. What? He went inside just to stare and then he turned his back at me? How dare he ignore Camila Louella Herrera Montellano! No one does that! Not even my parents!
And then I thought of my parents. They must be worried now. I can't help but shed a tear. I hate crying because I believe that it shows weakness. And a Montellano Heiress is never weak! I’m freaking born to conquer the world.
“What?” I was startled when he suddenly spoke. I thought he had left the room already.
“Oh, now you’re speaking?” I exclaimed as I raised my brow at him.
I thought we’re going to finally have a conversation, but he just turned his back on me again!
“I miss my parents!” I shouted before he could open the door. Don’t get me wrong, okay? I just freaking need to talk to someone because I feel like I still can't process anything that happened. I feel like I’m just in a dream and I’m going to wake up in my soft and gigantic bed soon.
I thought he was going to speak but he just stood near the door like a freaking tree. Okay, is it still a conversation if I’m the only one speaking? But sure, f**k all the rules.
“I’m an only child and I’m freaking sure that they’re already searching the world to find me right now.”
I was watching him as I watched him. I noticed how he didn’t have a single emotion in his face. I mean he’s literally just staring at me with those blank eyes.
“Aren't you supposed to be happy? If they find me—oh scratch that. They will find me. When they find me, you can get out of this place too.”
“What made you think that I wanted to get out of here?”
Oh wow! He spoke! He freaking spoke! And he has such a nice voice. I remember us talking last night. And I meant talking as he spoke at least 10 words, but maybe I was too tired to notice that he has such a deep voice and it’s soothing to the ears.
I mean, how can someone’s voice be soothing? Oh well, my parents' voices are soothing to my ears, but that’s because I'm their child and I love them more than myself. But he’s literally a stranger who has a speech disorder—oh right, he does not have that because he just spoke but he’s a stranger! And here I am talking to him like he’s my best friend!
“Because it’s ugly here,” I exclaimed with my disgusted face. I mean a small room. Ew. My shoe closet is literally twice bigger than this room.
I thought I’d see a change in his expression because I insulted his place. Well, I love insulting people because I enjoy their scrunched ugly faces, but he’s different. How can he not be irritated?!
“And you said last night that no one lives here except you, right? I mean I understand that most people are unbearable, but you have to have maids and bodyguards and a chef to cook your meal and a personal shopper I guess?” I was rumbling while watching him but there was still no reaction.
I sighed deeply because I feel like I’m not accomplishing anything here!
“What?” he suddenly spoke.
“What?” I was confused. I mean what was he asking?
“Do you have anything else to say?”
“I have a lot in mind, but I have to rest my voice,” I nonchalantly answered.
I smirked when I saw him crease his forehead. There it is! A freaking reaction!
“Your forehead creased!” I excitedly exclaimed, but my smile immediately vanished when he displayed his emotionless face again.
“Tsk!” I clicked my tongue.
I wasn’t startled anymore when he turned his back on me again. This guy!
“Hey! Where are you going?” I asked him as I tried to stand up. “Urgh! This foot is killing me!”
My eyes immediately widened when I noticed him walking towards me.
“Why don’t you just sit?”
“I want to pee! And I don’t freaking see any bathroom here!” I exclaimed as he held my arm. He really has such warm hands, huh? “Where are you going anyway? You didn’t ask my question, so I had to repeat it,” I exclaimed as I rolled my eyes. I hate repeating myself, but I guess I had to try a little harder because, apparently, I’m alone in this place with this guy and he could freaking kill me if I don’t behave.
“I’m going outside to find food.”
“Oh food! I’m freaking hungry!” I exclaimed as my stomach grumbled. I could be eating an egg benedict right now, but here I am stuck! He helped me get out of the room. I saw the mansion clearly now. It has a big empty room and a majestic stair on the far left.
There are furnitures but they are covered with white cloth. The floor is filled with dust and there are also leaves scattered. The mansion literally looked like a scene in a horror movie. He led me to the room beside his room. He opened it and a bathroom was revealed. Thankfully, it’s clean. Empty but clean.
“Get out--”
I wasn’t even done talking when he left the bathroom. Tsk, how dare he ignore me? I gritted my teeth as I heard my stomach grumble again. Oh s**t, I’m so hungry. I guess I had to be a good girl because how do I f*****g eat here? Ugh!
I was done peeing already when I noticed how there was freaking no tissue paper! Aah! Where’s the freaking tissue paper?!
Okay, calm down Camille Louella.
“Hey!” I shouted to… wait what’s his name again? Oh s**t I freaking forgot to ask!
I waited for a few seconds but there was no answer. What the f**k? Did he f*****g leave me here?
“Hey! Emotionless man! Tree!”
I shouted again, giving my all. But there’s still no answer. I was supposed to shout again when I heard a knock.
“Are you there?”
“Obviously,” he answered with his deep voice which made me irritated and flushed at the same time. Ugh! His annoying deep voice is making me shudder.
“There’s no tissue paper.”
“Yeah.”
“What do you mean, yeah? I said there’s no tissue paper here! Get me a freaking tissue paper.”
“Use water.”
“Bidet?” I found the bidet on the toilet and tried to push it but there was no water. What the f**k?
“The bidet isn't working!” I shouted again. I’m starting to feel uncomfortable sitting here with my pants down.
“There’s water in the pail.”
“Pail?” What the freaking f**k?
“It’s heavy!”
“Use the bowl.”
“Bowl? What do you mean?”
“It's an improvised dipper.”
“But…. But….” Okay, I don’t know how to use a f*****g pail and dipper. I mean, why would I need to learn that? Our mansion has ten bathrooms! But what can I do? I can't freaking let him in and help me, right? No!
“Ugh! I hate it here!” I exclaimed as I pulled the heavy pail near me. I scoop a little bit of water using the bowl and do my business. Because I wasn’t used to using a bowl as a pitcher, I spilled some on my pants. Ugh!
“Hey!” I shouted again. I need a change of clothes. I can't wear this. I freaking slept with it already! I feel dirty. I actually want to take a bath, but the pail is not even half full. I can't take a bath with that!
“I need clothes.”
He didn’t reply, which made me roll my eyes again. Ugh! I should be used to him not speaking. He’s such a headache.
“What’s taking you so long--”
I wasn’t done talking when the door slightly opened, and he showed his hand holding a white shirt. I walked near the door and grabbed the clothing.
“This is just a shirt! I need pants!” I grumbled as I took off my pants. Since I’m wearing a bralette, a shirt is fine.
“I have nothing that will fit you.”
- Writer
