Loud noise from the phone's ringing tone wakes me up from my slumber. I let out a groan and placed the pillow on top of my head, irritated by the noise. I decided to ignore it. Soon the ringing of the phone stopped and again a minute later it went off. I went back to sleep but couldn't, so I decided to get up if I wasn't going to fall asleep. I shot up from the sitting position, rubbing my tired eyes. I blinked my sleep away from my eyes, looking up at the clock hung on the wall to check the time, finding it just seven am in the morning. Still early as I usually wake you, from 8: 30 to 9 am. I could hear the sound of water running, alerting me that James was in the shower. Just a minute later, his phone dinged, informing me that he had received a text message. This time I couldn't help the curiosity that sparkled in me. I crawled over to reach for his phone from the nightstand. I looked at the screen to find the number of an unknown number. I k

  One and a half months have passed since the day Ivan had broken my leg without showing me any mercy. I have been on complete bed rest since. Life hasn't been easy here. Ivan is discourteous and inhospitable towards me. It's not like I crave his affectation or something, but you don't have to persistently slur me every chance he gets. It's the same story for Dean that he avoids me like the plague. David and others behaved as he did before I ran away from them. Hot and cold. Yes, initially, when they brought me here he was extremely inhospitable to me, but with time, he began to warm up. Actually, warm-up is not the word, more like it ignores me. I still don't understand why they keep me here when they can't even stand me. I mean they could have killed me but they didn't. Not that I want to die, but I don't understand why I am still alive. I am just a liability to them. They have changed the site. It's not the same repository where I firs

  I let out a sigh of relief, I didn't even comprehend I was holding my breath. My eyelids shut on their own as I took heavy breaths to calm my racing heart. Ivan never fails to scare the shit out of me. He has been a constant puzzle. No one can predict what that monster of a man is thinking about. I mean how he can make a claim on me when he has a girlfriend. Kiki is everything a man will ever want in a woman, minus her attitude, which is not exactly my favorite. But part of me can't help but blame that on Ivan. I think it's her insecurities that's making her act the way she is acting. I mean everyone will go insane if the person you love is sleeping around with everyone. I kind of understand Kiki's hate towards me, even though it's not fair the way she has been treating me. "What are you doing here?" A shriek tore out of my mouth at the sudden voice. My eyelids unrolled on their own. Another scream escaped from me when I saw David so close to m

  "What the fuck is happening here?" A familiar voice resonates throughout the room. I immediately recognized the voice as David's and quickly swirled around to face him, disbelief prominent on his face. My whole being froze in fear. Oh my god, how did he come here? I tried to scurry away but Dean was swift to hold on to me and pulled me to him, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Dean, please let me go," I whispered yelled only for him to hear. "Don't worry, I'm here," he replied calmly. How can he stay calm in this situation? Oh god, if Ivan comes to know about this, he will surely torture me before killing me. "I said what the fucking hell was happening here?" David said directly, looking at me. I don't know why I'm the one who is always being integrated. Dean is also here. Why not ask him? Why only me? "I -I" I attempt to speak while finding it hard to get the words out. It's as if my tongue got twisted and I am incapable of le

  I opened my heavy eyelids and immediately closed them as the dazzling harsh light pierced my eyes. I felt disoriented and it took a lot of strength to open my eyelids once again. I flickered for a few seconds to accommodate the light, causing my unclear sight to melt into transparency and the first thing I saw was the white ceiling. I looked to my side to see a clear fluid-filled sac attached to a venous connection in my right arm. I groaned in pain as I sat up on the bed. My body was sore, each and every muscle in my body was severely aching. I slowly scanned around the unfamiliar room as I looked at the interior. The room was painted in light green and cream color. Despite the wired combination, the color seemed to match somehow. The bed was royal-sized and pushed against the wall where I was lying. At the other side of the bed was a large TV hung on the wall. To my left was a door. I believe it must lead to a bathroom. The room was medium- s