"I have no time for your dramas, prey. I'm getting late to the event. I have to be there before midnight."
"T-Then go ahead! I won't be coming with you!"
"D*mn. You're one hell of a stubborn girl, ain't you?"
"I hate you!"
"I'm losing my patience, human. Go inside the shower now."
I flinched and cried.
"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath and picked me up. He glared at me and gritted his teeth. "Stop crying, will you?"
I sobbed and buried my face on his shoulder. My chest was heaving and I was hardly catching my breath.
"Your face would look swollen because your cried a lot. Do you want to look ugly?"
"I-I'm not ugly!" I sobbed.
"Well then, stop crying. Your eyes were too puffy and your lips were swollen. You look like a mess." He walked inside the bathroom and put me down on my feet. He held my shoulders and looked at me intently. "You make me do this."
He started removing my dress and my underwear. I got no energy to protest. My face heated up as he stared at my body blankly.
When our eyes met, I pouted and shot him another glare.
"Get inside the tub."
I stomped my feet in annoyance and followed what he said. He took the chair and sat beside the tub. He held the shower hose and brought it above my head.
After wetting my hair, he put some shampoo on my hair.
"I can't believe I'm doing this. Fvck..." he murmured under his breath.
I hiccuped and closed my tired eyes.
**
I fell asleep while being bathed. I just realized it when Traiver pulled me out from the tub and rinses me with plain water. After that, he wrapped me in a white towel and put me down on the bed.
Eliza rushed and put the dress on the bed. Traiver dried me through another towel that Eliza provided.
When he was about to put underwear on me, I snatched my panties and did it myself, all the while glaring at him. I wore the baby pink dress that they chose me to wear. But then, I can't zip it up from behind.
"Let me do it—" I cut him off.
"Eliza! Come here!" I yelled at the maid and a second later, she came and helped me zip my dress.
"Dry her hair and do her make up," he told Eliza. He faced me. "I'm going to get changed. Make sure you're already ready when I come back to fetch, alright?"
I nodded my pouts.
"Very well." He tapped my head gently before he left the room. I just let out a sigh.
Eliza guided me towards the vanity table and did what she was instructed to do. She was silent and didn't dare to ask anything. I solemnly look at my own reflection. I missed my life. I missed my life outdoors. I've been staying here for more than two weeks and I've been dying to see my parents again.
How are they?
I bet they're crying every day and every night after I was taken away from them...
I could only imagine their restless states...
'Mom, dad... I wish to see you again, but please, don't try to look for me... Your lives are at stake and I couldn't bear to see you die for me... It's okay if I suffer alone. I know I can endure it... I love you and I miss you so much...' I thought while my eyes closed.
If what Stephanie told me was true, then so be it. I can't change what is already done from the past. And at the end of the day, my mom and dad are still my parents, and I'll always love them no matter what.
A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. Eliza was done doing my hair and adding some light makeup on my face.
"Master is here..." she informed me.
I sighed and nodded my head. I took a look at myself and saw that she had my hair braided. She put a beautiful hairpin on the side of my blonde hair. It matched my off-shoulder dress and my flat shoes.
I opened the door and saw him standing there boredly.
"Done yet?"
"Yes..."
"Great. Then follow me."
He turned around and started walking downstairs. I followed after him reluctantly. He was wearing a black suit and slacks. His shoes were so clean and even shining. He also smells good.
But I still hate him.
"Oh, Navelle. Where are you guys going?" Rasheb asked. He was comfortably sitting in the living room while watching a movie. "I heard you were crying earlier. What happens?"
"It's none of your business, idiot," Traiver spoke and grabbed my arm. He was practically dragging me outside the house.
My heart began beating fast. "A-Are we going out?"
"Yes."
"Where?"
"You will know later."
I was escorted towards a sports car. He opened the passenger's seat and pushed me in. I yelped.
He jogged towards the other side of the car and got in.
"Hey! Why did you pushed me like that—"
"Fasten your seatbelt, prey."
I puffed an annoyed sigh and did what was told. "Can you tell me now where we are going?"
"Nope."
"But why?" I whined.
"Shut up."
I pursed my lips and crossed my arms around my chest. He started the engine and drove off. He didn't wear a seatbelt unlike me. I was about to ask but I ended up shrilling when he suddenly drove fast as if there's no tomorrow.
"What the fish!"
I held on to the chair and shut my eyes tight. I heard him chuckle and even speeded the car more. My soul seems to be leaving my body and my heart seems to be having a heart attack. I yelled at him to slow the car but he just laughed at me.
What the hell is wrong with this guy?! Why does he find anything about me getting scared for my dear life, funny?! He's a sadist!
A real masochist! Bah!
By the time the car had stopped, I was already panting. I've got lightheaded. My heart was beating hard.
He opened the door and chuckled at my state.
I glared at him as I clutched my chest.
"I hate you!"
He grinned. "I know, prey. I know…"