CAMILLA Shit! The hell! This can not be good.I stood glued on the spot, mortified and shocked as well as with a million drums that pounded in my heart.I could literally hear my heart beat resonating within my ears the moment the blinding lights of Braden's car shone on me.This definitely will not end well.I was so damn close to leaving! Why can't anything go right in my life!?I stared blankly at the light like a deer caught on headlights, not knowing what to do as the car tires rolled more further into the house.He must have probably seen me by now. Fuck. I was so close to leaving. What went wrong?I just want to escape this shit hole, nothing more.The wheels in my head were spinning frantically. My thoughts ran wild and my heart beat skyrocketed.What would I do?How can I explain myself?Maybe I could tell Braden that I was going for a walk around the house.With a bag? No. He would not believe and he will see right through me the moment I say that.Shit. Not knowing what
CAMILLAThe screeching sound of the wheels of the car filled the air as the taxi geared to life and sped off so fast. I snapped my gaze back as the car moved and I could still see Braden clearly, still fuming and looking so angry than I had ever seen him.I quickly moved my gaze from his murderous profile and tried calming my unsteady heart beat.Finally I was free from the devil himself. I feel so relieved than ever but still my heart is palpitating so much.I had gotten what I wanted, my freedom and peace but now I have to make sure that Braden never finds me.Because if he does, there will be no stopping him on what he wants to do to me.Momentarily, I turned to check if Braden was chasing after me. I know it is a very silly and impossible thing to do but Braden was so mysterious at times and one can never figure out what he was thinking.The only thing I caught sight of was his profile which was very hazy now that the car had created a deal of distance between us.I am so sure
CAMILLA I gave gestures as directions to Olga's house, a feeling of relief settled in. A sudden weight was lifted off me and I could not feel more at peace than I was now.The driver lowered the windows glass, as he continued to maneuver the steering like the professional that he was.The calm suiting rush of wind glided through my hair, it was refreshing. I don't remember when last I felt this free.The liberty to finally breath without been punished for breathing too loudly was something to be grateful for, the oxygen outside the mansion was different.The cold breeze continued to roll across my open skin, freely smoothening the hair on my left arm. The tears I had shed all the way through the journey dried up, leaving my face pale and dry.Been Braden's maid was worse than slavery.My eyes veered towards the empty streets brightened by the streetlights that stood at a distance, the streets were deserted as it was very later at night.I was so lucky to have found this taxi driver,
CAMILLA I brusquely walked into the oddly white huge building in front of me. I pushed through the pellucid double doors of the building and in a flash, the churning smell of drugs, blood and injections hit my nostrils.I was at the hospital. People meandered around me, each person minding his or her business. Patients, doctors, nurses and visitors moved like a tide around me creating the ambience of a busy hospital hallway.My eyes trailed around until it spotted the profile of two young nurses that sat by the reception table.Their faces were not recognisable. They were not the nurses I knew at the front reception desk. Maybe those ones got replaced. Nevertheless, I briskly walked towards them, adjusting my sunshades and umbrella hat as I moved in order to avoid being spotted by anybody. Yes. I was putting on sunshades inside and an umbrella hat too accompanied by a scarf around my neck. I ignored the weird stares I got from people as I approached the reception desk.I cared l
CAMILLAI trudged out of Jason's ward and back into the busy hospital hall.I'll make sure Jason gets that surgery and that means I'll have to go job hunting right away.I will not sit and loose my only family, I am his only hope. The hospital entrance seemed difficult to reach as the crowd continued to meander across the hall. I pushed through and finally escaped the busy hospital. A deep sigh escaped my lips, where would I get a job this time? The fear of failing to get a job continued to hurl me inside me, sprouting into my consciousness.As long as that job doesn't require stepping my foot into Braden's mansion I'll take it, to hell with him and his money.I arranged my sunshades and hat before ambling my way towards the ever busy streets. My eyes scrutinized every mall, restaurant and shop, searching for the word 'Vacancy' There must atleast be one of them who needed a new worker. The whole city would defintely not be void of vacancy.One way or the other, I must find a vacanc
CAMILLA My breathing got stumped in my throat and for a moment, I was so dazed.I couldn't even utter a single word. I could only stare at the devil who was standing so formidable in front of me, the devil that had come out of hell to drag me into its bottomless pit.I forcefully swallowed down my uneasiness and my hands fidgeted.My entire body was restless, embalmed in an inferno.What the hell is Braden doing here?Fuck. I never believed he could really track me down to here.What does this man want from me for christsakes!My knees felt jelly, it would cave me to the ground any moment from now. Olga hastily came to stand by me, her hands holding on to mine as we both stared at Braden. I bet if not for her swift hold, I could have fell to the floor.Braden tucked his hands in his pockets and majestically sauntered in like he owned the place. My eyes followed his every moment as he took careful steps inside the house. A scull was drawn on his face followed by a pathetic look of d
CAMILLAFuck! My life is a shit hole. I glanced at the grandfather wall clock which hung in the sitting room. Branden was going to be here any moment from now.The more I thought about it the teary I got. Just when I was starting to have peace, the devil decided to retrieve me back into his hell. How on earth did he track me? Did he see me walk into this house? What does it matter anyways!? My nightmare is slowly creeping into my reality. I kept praying never to step foot into that mansion again but here I am. I am forced to step back into the devil's pits of hell and I can not leave no matter how much I try to!What is going on in my life!?I am literally waiting to taken back like a sacrificial lamb.I covered my face in my palms and watered them, I wish I could re-write time, if I saw this coming I would have never signed that contract.My life is nothing but a train wreck, why does something have to go wrong just when things are falling into pleasant places? Was I that cursed?
Camilla's pale hands slowly tried moving across the sheets of her bed. But all her efforts were in vain as a pain so excrutiating barred all her attempts to move causing her eyes to fly open in an instant. Pain. Intense pain. Every part of her body was aching in pain. How did she come to feel so much pain? What happened to her that got her feeling so much pain.Her vision was unsteady and her head felt like a dumbbell. It spinned and ached so heavily.The minute her vision adjusted, Camilla's eyesight was welcomed by blinding white lights.It exploded within her skull, trying to suck her back into her shadowy abyss of darkness.Everything was white. From the intricate white walls to white ceiling and white beaming lights almost flooding into her scelera. A beep accompanied by another beep was heard. Camilla whopped her head to see the device causing that noise she felt was annoying.A hitched gasp escaped her parted lips as her eyes locked with the various medical equipments tha