CHAPTER 3_Let Go Of ME

The pen jabbed his arm, digging into his flesh, and pain shot through his arm. Blood oozed from his arm. He glanced at the pen in his arm. He grabbed her hand and pulled it away from him. Her hand refused to bulge as she dug the pen into him harder.

 

"Men aren't the only ones to cause pain to a woman. Women do that better." She said it with a lopsided smile on her face.

 

"Really?" He asked and pulled her hand away from his.

 

He took the pen from her hand and held it in his. She tried to use her hand to hit the pen off, but he was faster; his left hand pinned both of her hands above her head, and the right one held the pen, pointing it directly at her eyes.

 

"Let go of me! Why are you scared to free my hand? Are you scared of what I might do to you?" She yelled.

 

She glanced up at him; his gaze grew colder and colder, but she didn't care. He bought her the freedom she had always wanted, and he was not going to get away with it.

 

"Why would I be scared of you?" He asked, then gazed at his arm.

 

The blood was gushing out of his arm, and Sofia's lips curled into a smile. If he stayed here with her without stopping the blood. He was going to bleed to death.

 

"You don't have much time; get away from me." She yelled.

 

She was still looking at him, and she didn't notice that he had brought the pen to her neck. Until the pen touched her neck, she did not realize what he was going to do. He was going to stab her with the same pen.

 

"What are you doing?" She asked, her eyes widening in horror. "Are you going to stab me with that pen? I can't stand too much pain or torture."

 

He grinned at her. "Well, who cares if you can't? You stabbed me in the arm, and I am going to do the same to you."

 

Before she could respond, he pushed the pen into her neck. She screamed out, and he retrieved the pen from her neck and watched her reaction.

 

"Get away from me!" She yelled.

 

"Should I stab you more?" He inquired.

 

"You purchased me; why would you want to kill me after you spent $50,000? Besides, I want to die, but not yet. Get off of me."

 

He dropped the pen and grabbed her neck instead. She struggled as he choked her; she choked beneath him and clutched tightly to his hand, trying to remove his hand from her neck.

 

"You have to respect me!" He yelled in her face. "I purchased you, and you are mine; I can do whatever I want to you, and I can also kill you whenever I want!"

 

She tapped his hand; her face was turning pale, and she could barely see or hear what he was saying. He was really going to kill her? Her hands slowly released him and dropped to her sides. Just when she thought she was sipping into unconsciousness, he released her neck.

 

She inhaled the air as fast as her body could, touched her neck, and began coughing.

 

"I spared you, but I am not sure I might do so next time." He scoffed at her.

 

Her eyes trailed to the man on top of her, and he got off her. He got off the bed and pulled the two unconscious women along with him. He didn't even look at her as he pulled out the key from the keyhole and walked out of the room. She heard the key turn, and she knew he had locked her in.

 

Sofia sat up and slipped out of bed. Tears filled her eyes, and she blinked rapidly to avoid letting them fall. She wrapped her hand around herself and walked towards the wardrobe. She rested her hand on her neck and rubbed it; the pain was still there. She opened the wardrobe slowly and glanced at all the clothes that were there.

 

She picked up some clothes and threw them on the bed. She had never felt so awful in her whole life; he had seen her naked. He had almost touched her, and she ran into the bathroom before her tears could fall.

 

She let the water from the shower beat her in an attempt to keep his scent away from her body. She didn't stay long in the shower, and when she returned to the room, she was exhausted. She slipped into the clothes she had chosen. She made sure to wear really long trousers and a baggy top in order to hide her figure.

 

After dressing, she glanced over at the door and then at the table. There was food on the table, and it smelled delicious. Her eyes grew dark merely from looking at the food; how could they give her gnocchi? Gnocchi are small rounds of potato dough. Each region has its own variation, but the most typical ingredients are cheese, spinach, eggs, and a variety of sauces.

 

It was one of her favorite foods, but she now hated it after what happened the day she tried to prepare it. She rushed over to the table, screaming as she pushed the food off the table. The plate went flying in the air, crashed to the ground, and broke into pieces.

 

She ruffled her hair. She felt something in her hair. She had totally forgotten about it. Her lips curled into a smile. She had forgotten who she actually was; she was the best hacker in her city, the best coder, and absolutely the most skilled thief. Now all she could do was be locked up in a room and not do what she had always wanted to do.

 

She glanced around the room, her eyes scanning for any cameras. She knew there was a camera in her room, and then she spotted it. Her stomach growled loudly, and she placed her hand on it. She was really hungry, but there was nothing she could do about it. Instead of pulling what was in her hair, she slipped into bed and covered her body with the blankets.