Chapter 3

CHARLOTTE'S POV

I am shocked to have found a settlement deep in the forests. Who does that? On top of that, I was dragged to the underground cells. What did I do? Then the harsh-looking guy interrogated me as if I was a criminal. He is quite the sadist.

When the nice lady invited me to dinner, I was happy to have met such a nice soul. I wasn't surprised when I saw him there quarrelling with the lady. I came to know that she was his mother. I heard them talking of the 'mate' word. I made a note to myself to ask her another time.

When he laid his eyes on me, his face showed pure disgust, I shivered as I looked down. Afraid that he might eat me alive.

"Who invited you here?" He asked. I wanted to disappear from the room immediately. Fortunately, his mother saved me.

"What's your name dear?" She asked as she smiled my way. I couldn't help but rejoice as I answered: "Charlotte mam." We continued to talk not at one glance looking his way.

So long living in this house I have witnessed the sadist throwing insults and kissing different girls each day. I think he is also a player, or a whore even. Seriously who does that? I am staying with his sister who I came to know as Marcy. She is nice and beautiful. She inherited her mother's traits.

I have not forgotten my mission yet.

"Charlotte what do you think of my brother?" Marcy asked as she stopped what she was doing to give all her attention to me. I thought of our encounters and surprisingly they were filled with detest for one another. But how can I say to her that I hate her brother and that he is a sadist. Can I be that cruel to her?

"Truthfully I don't even like your brother. He is mean, harsh, a jerk, a player, whore and I am not surprised if he is even a killer. He is inhumane, stupid, arrogant..." I ranted on till I needed some breath. Marcy just stared at me as I criticized her brother.

"Ah... ah I understand you, sometimes he is a pain. He is someone who has too much pride. It hurts to see him do all those kinds of things. He used to be sweet and sometime dreamt to have a mate. But now he is so different. He sleeps around with that girl Evelyn. I hate her she is a complete whore. I feel bad for her future mate. As for my brother, I say be patient and he will come around. At least I hope he will." I could see her staring far as if she remembers something drastic.

I was at the edge to ask what the mate thing meant when I remembered I had an appointment with her mother. We had gotten close since the day we met. She is kind and smart. I admire her so much. I wonder why she had to give birth to such a son, the way she looked in her eighteens.

I start to cry as I am reminded of Emilda. I have been looking for her for a while. What had happened to her? That poor soul. Had she met a sadist just like I did? I hope not.

I neared Rebecca's room and knocked. When I was about to reach the door knob she opened the door as if she had already anticipated that I was at the door. She greeted me with a warm smile. I felt some warmth which I had longed for the past eighteen years of my life. I sat on the stool she had provided beside her bed.

"Hey dear, how have you been," She greeted her smile showing. I felt as if I had someone like a mother beside me.

"Fine mam."

"I told you to call me Rebecca, didn't I. Mam makes me sound too old," she complained attempting to put on a saddened face. She ended up laughing at herself.

"So how is here so far?" She asked acting seriously. I thought of the past weeks which I had spent with Marcy and bumping in the corridor with Mr. Sadist. It was a small house after all. I couldn't avoid him any longer.

"It's been great so far, Marcy has been a great help." She nodded as if she was happy to hear that.

"What do you think of my son?" She asked the exact question her daughter had asked not long ago. Why were they asking this silly question? He had made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with me. Why can't they see that? " I......I...'m not sure" I half lied as I reverted my eyes to nothing in particular.

"It's okay dear you will come to understand in time. It may sound like it's nonsense and unreasonable Question but it's with time you figure it out." I took the chance to look around, the room which was spaciously clean. It had grey walls, a queen size bed, a walk-in closet and even a suite and also a mahogany door which led to the indoor bathroom.

"So dear how about we go shopping I know you haven't gone to the shops even once since the past two weeks you have been staying here," I agreed eager to get away from him as fast as possible. We finished talking and made our way downstairs. I saw him kissing one of the girls as he touched her sensitive spot. Their tongues rolling with one another and saliva leaking.

I could feel my heart sinking but I couldn't figure out the reason why I was feeling like this. He was nothing to me and will never be so why was I hurting. I quietly followed Rebecca who didn't give much attention to her son. Or she was too excited she didn't see him.

We eventually made it through the living room before entering the car. It was my first time using this brand or should I say I never cared. I looked around and noticed at the back of it there was a Lexus mascot.

We drove through the forest as I watched the trees which seemed to be racing one another, I could feel the fresh breeze hitting my long black hair as Rebecca sped not affected at all. She had this energy within her that seemed to be abnormal for a woman at her age. We reached our destination and set out for our hunt. We entered each and every shop at the Bay alley. I was forced to fit all the dresses Rebecca had chosen. She had great choice.

It was later when we were really hungry, we made our way to the canteen. I was shocked when Rebecca ordered four trays of food. We began to dig in when an excruciating pain hit my stomach. I dropped the fork and knife on the floor as I clutched my lower abdomen for it to stop. It was too much. I could hear Rebecca's voice as she patted my back. I cried like tomorrow would never come.

I fainted after bearly hearing Rebecca swearing, "Why wo..he.... do th... to you....."

I could feel my eyes opening as they adjusted to the light in the room. I sat on the bed looking around only to see Rebecca looking worriedly sick and guilt as she ran to my side.

"How you feeling ?" She asked her face filled with concern.

"I'm okay but what was that?" I asked hoping she would give me some answers. She immediately looked down as she fidgeted with her fingers. She was acting like a child being caught in an act.

"It's okay if you are not ready to tell me." I declared as she raised her head again with that smile I am getting used to. I realized we were still in the shop. I had fainted for an hour and when I woke up, the worker had come to our aid and offered me some water.

We shared it before making our way back to his house. I dread what I was going to meet within these kilometres.