Under His Mercy

FREYA___01 •• "Freya, To table three!" My boss yelled out my name.I stepped into the kitchen area, I just changed from my work outfit to casual ones, did he not realize my shift was over? "Um, actually I already changed__" I started but he cut me off, his eyes filled with anxiousness. "These people are very__ uh important guests, You're the only one I can think of sending to attend to them. I stared at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"Our restaurant was the biggest five-star in town, we were used to attending to even the biggest stars and celebrities across the country and beyond, and never for once had Mr. Helder looked as nervous as he did now. "I can't begin to explain, they are waiting! Don't worry, it will be added to your bonus!" He urged me out of the kitchen. I grabbed my notebook and pen along the way. The first thing I noticed was that the other tables were empty, where did everyone go? Two men were standing at the entrance of the restaurant, they both were

FREYA___03* * Even as several weeks slowly went by, the mysterious incident continued to linger in my mind, I was going crazy thinking about it. Who cleared the evidence of the accident? And why? How could the police even not know about it? They had their CCTV across almost every street. The more I thought about it, the more complicated the whole issue was. "And that's all for today! You have until next week to submit your projects!" The professor's voice broke into my thoughts. I gathered my books and other of my writing materials, too absent-minded to exchange any pleasantries with my coursemates. I walked out of the lecture hall, to the park across where Darla and I had both agreed to meet. Her car was there, but when I looked around, she was nowhere in sight. I spotted a black BMW on the opposite side of the road the strange feeling I'd been getting for these past few days returned. Goosebumps crept to my neck as I turned around in vain to find the secret eyes wat

NIKOLAS__05* *Anger, pain, resentment, grief, and other millions of hurtful emotions ever known seared through his heart like the hot sharp curve of a blade. His wife was dead. So was their child. Nikolas looked around as he inhaled deeply, puffing out the smoke of the cigarette dangling between his fingers. He was familiar with pain, but for the first time, he didn't know how to deal with it. The cigarette and alcohol could only provide relief for a short period and after that, all that would be left was emptiness. Nikolas couldn't help but blame himself, he should never have made that trip that night, he should have insisted Valentina went along with him, would she have been alive now? She had been so excited about the baby, wanting to give him the family he had always wanted. Just a day before her wrongful death, they had designed their son's nursery and did some little shopping for the baby. He should have known that their little joy wouldn't last. Happiness just wasn'

FREYA 07 * *I didn't know how I managed to fall asleep after eating. Even more shocking was when my eyes fluttered open to the bright sunlight that reflected through the window. I was a fool! Sleeping so care-freely when I should have in fact already come up with an escape plan. I wished I could slap myself for being such a dummy who would die due to my own stupidity. My brain started to think about several escape plans, first, I had to at least find out where I was, secondly, I had to find out exactly how huge this house was. How many people were present, he had to have several armed bodyguards at least. The sound of the door clicking had me flinching to a sitting position. It wasn't my captor that appeared. A blonde-haired woman dressed in a lab coat, she was carrying a box in one of her hands. "I'm Doctor Chelsea, I want you to lie down on the bed, I need to carry out a few tests." I could only gape at her. "W_what tests? And w_why?" The question slipped from my mo

FREYA__09 * * My body was curled into a ball, wanting to make myself as small as possible. I wanted to disappear. For how long did I remain on the bed filled with self loathe and humiliation just staring at the blank ceiling? The tears had stopped falling, I had told myself earlier that I would bravely face whatever hardship that came my way, nothing could have ever prepared me for him. I looked out the window to realize that it was morning already, the pain had kept me awake all night. I still felt him even though he was gone. His taunts, touch, breath. I could still feel everything. My eyes shifted downward to my thigh and the sight of my blood mixed with his dried semen sickened me. My stomach revolted and with great difficulty, I managed to limp from the bed, my eyes tearing up from the pain each movement caused. I was raped.Never in a million years would I have thought that one day, I would become that girl. Maybe it was because I didn't beg him enough, perhaps I s