Bound by My Signature

She slowly opened her eyes. The white ceiling looked familiar. The mattress beneath her felt far softer than the one back home.

White and grey walls.

Thick curtains.

A crystal chandelier.

"Where am I?" then she sat up quickly and began to survey her surroundings.

It looked exactly like the hotel rooms where she worked.

"Is it?“, she gasped.

She then remembered rushing out from home due to the beatings she was getting from her parents then began running towards the road when a car suddenly rushed to her front. After that, nothing.

Did I get hit?

She trembled then quickly ran her hands over her head, arms, waist and face.

No........ I don't think so. She sighed in relief. Then who brought me here.

She tried the second time to remember what happened last night but still nothing.

Who brought me here?

Wait, what time was it?

Looking around, she then spotted a wall clock. Her eyes widened. She scrambled up.

I'm almost late for work.

Getting down from the bed the the door bell rang.

"Come in", she answered.

Then a guy entered.He looked like one of the hotel staff, she assumed. From his clothes she trailed up to his face.

OMG!!! She jumped back into the bed and covered her face with the blanket.

It's Benjamin!!!!

"Good morning, ma'am", Benjamin greeted. She lowered the blanket just enough to peek at him. Then nodded in reply.

Please don't recognize me...

Benjamin simply smiled politely. "Would you like breakfast, ma'am?"

She let out a silent breath.

"There's no need for that, I was just about leaving", she told him. Then she paused. "Do you know who brought me here?"

"No I don't. I work morning shifts."he replied.

" Ohh right " she replied.

"You can go", she waved him off hurriedly.

She searched for her phone, but couldn't find it. Maybe she didn't bring it. She wore her slippers then rushed out. Taking the elevators to the ground floor.

Seemed like she was at the highest floor? She thought.

Didn't even bother to check out to avoid any recognition.

What if they asked her questions?

She had no answers. The less attention she drew to herself, the better.

She still had little change to take her home. She stopped a taxi.

"The Closure Estate", she told the driver.

Fifteen minutes later, she arrived at the gate and paid the driver. She sighed feeling the weight of the punishment she'd get. After a minute's walk, she reaches the gate.

No security in sight, they can't dare to leave their post. She thought as she walked through the gate.

Unless....

No one was at home?

Their cars weren't there.

She wastes no time, rushed to her room to get ready for work before anyone comes back.

She's all ready.

"Wait my phone, where is it?", she suddenly remembered but she still couldn't figure out where exactly she kept it. Deciding to look for it after she's back from work.

She chose to walk to the hotel instead of using a taxi to save money.

Thirty minutes later she arrived at her place of work, Azure Hotel and Suites. There she spotted the manager, Mr Elliot, at the entrance. Seemed like he was waiting for someone. She moved forward, he saw her then turned to face her properly.

"Ms. Vanessa, late to work yet again? You were supposed to clock in thirty minutes ago", Mr Elliot reprimanded her.

"I'm so sorry sir. Family issues, it won't happen again". She smiled awkwardly.

"Hmm, of course you'll say that", he said.

She bowed her head and headed to the changing room. She spotted her colleagues, Rachel and Amelia.

"Morning", she greeted them.

"Morning to u too", Rachel replied.

"Late as always, the manager should just sack you since all you do is come late to work" Amelia said then hissed before walking away.

"Don't mind her, you know she's just bitter and jealous that you're the managers favorite", Rachel said as she smiled at her.

"I know, thanks", she told her.

Then she held Vanessa's hands.

"We both know the reason why you always come late to work. Did they hit you again?", Rachel asked her. She froze not knowing what to say. "You need to leave that house Vanessa", she told her with pitiful eyes.

"You don't need to worry about me, Rachel", She sighed.

"Ok...... If you say so but in case you need help don't forget, I'm always available", Rachel assured her.

"Thank you. I really appreciate your concern Rachel. I'll keep that in mind", Vanessa smiled.

"Girls?", Mr Elliot called.

They were being called.

"We are coming", Rachel answered.

"Rooms 85 and 116 need cleaning", Mr Elliot said.

"You handle Room 116, I'll take Room 85", Rachel said picking her cleaning supplies. Vanessa nodded absentmindedly though her mind was elsewhere.

"Vanessa!!! ", Rachel called her tapping her shoulder.

"Did you hear what I said?", she asked her.

"Yes", she replied but she gave her a suspicious look.

"Ok. Let's get to work", she said out loud.

Vanessa took her cleaning supplies and headed to the room. She couldn't remember the room she was to clean.

Was it Room 15...

.......16

.......115

....... or was it 116?

"Urgg!!!", she couldn't remember.

She headed to room 15 first.

Entering the room she didn't see anyone inside, it looked clean. She then moved to check room 16 too it was also clean. Then headed towards the elevator to get to the other rooms.

Checked room 115, also clean. Which meant she was to clean up room 116, she quickly turned around about to head out. Then she began to hear footsteps from outside, sounded like people were coming.

Footsteps.

Slow.

Getting closer.

They stopped outside the room.

Her heart dropped.

Wait.... this room?, She panicked. I'm in so much trouble.

Without thinking, she locked the door.