Todos os capítulos de I FELL INTO HIS TRAP: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

(Emily's POV)The door opened harshly and Delimer strode inside with raging eyes. He did not shut me but he goes straight to Amy and suddenly yanked her hair.Amy screamed in pain. I tried to pull Amy away from this monster but he kick me to my stomach causing me to drop back on the bed.What is he going to do with her?!Amy struggles to escape from the grip but Delimer just punched her stomach causing her to suddenly feel weak. She looks at me with watery eyes and I can feel how scared she was.This is not right!"Amy has nothing to do with this!""She helped you, practically.""NO! She did not help me."His laughs resonated inside the room. Then he pointed at the left corner of the room causing us both, me and Amy widened put eyes when a CCTV was peacefully planted on the edge of the ceiling. How dumb we are! We did not notice that fucking CCTV. Despite the window being covered with a huge tree, it's difficult for the room to catch the sunlight. And I sleep early so I never open th

(Emily's POV)He walked to my position where I was laying. I watched as he took an injection out of his pocket. "What are you going to do with that?" I questioned."Making sure you don't do anything stupid. If I were you, I would not move, it will only kill you faster." He replied.He then injected it into my neck. What the hell is that?I swear every moment I move, it hurt like a bitch. I felt my heartbeat a little slower as if I was slowly dying.The door opened and a man with a gun hanging on his shoulder came running. "WHAT?!""An intruder." He then gives Delimer a look, saying that someone he expected came. Something told me by the look on Delimer's face that he was expecting whoever it was.I was hoping it was Dimitri..."Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a guest."I could hear his footsteps as he walked down the stairs, leaving the door slightly open.'This was my chance to get out of this hell' I thought to myself.I tried getting up but failed miserably. With every move I

(Emily's POV)I came out of a completely long sleep into a world that was whiter than anything I had ever seen like the sun rising over the mountains. Sunlight reflected off the carpet due to the little space between the currents. Nearby, nearly behind my ear, I could clearly hear voices conversing softly. The blanket felt warm against my skin as the last time I remember, I was on a cold and dusty floor.My vision was still foggy as the two hazy figures moved in the corner of the room. I take a thorough look at my surroundings. As my vision gradually improved, the white walls and ceilings makes me realize that I'm at the hospital. I looked at the side of the corner, still only partially awake, and saw Steve and a man wearing a white robe talking intently.I noticed how strange it was to wake up in this way. My hazy consciousness eventually vanished, and I once more felt extremely drowsy.All of them turned to look at me when I let out a faint moan. I heard footsteps rushing to my sid

(Emily's POV)After my treatment and being discharged from the hospital, my brother insisted to take a leave from his job and take care of me. But I refused to be taken care of. I know he was just worried about my condition but I know that I can handle myself more than anyone else. After a week of staying at home in Einfield Avenue located in Encino, LA, doing nothing but cleaning the whole house just to occupy my head. Making myself tired as much as possible. It's not easy as I thought to not think of him. The moment I learned that Dimitri was dead was and will be, the worst of my life. I am certain that nothing will ever compare to this pain.Somehow I realized when I got myself to bed that this was the first night I would not awaken at midnight wondering where Dimitri was. Exhausted and mentally sick, sometimes I fell asleep for 10 hours and did not even turn over.Every morning brought shock and numbness. I was a zombie, shuffling to the bathroom, getting a coffee, and going b

(Emily's POV)Cutlery scrapes the plate, there’s wet chewing and loud swallowing. Elbows are drawn in, backs straight, and my eyes falling everywhere but on their eyes.This is the quietest and most awkward breakfast I have ever experienced since I am back here in LA.I bet Lea and Steve fought by the time of their date. They're having a lover's quarrel which infuriated me more. I'm having trouble to swallowed my dinner because I was full from the Starbucks free meal given by a handsome priest.I'm still wondering if he really is a priest or was just devoted.Wait... Why did I conclude that he is a priest? On what grounds?Why am I bothered anyway? And I should not give a damn about that stranger's life.I was startled when Lea dropped her spoon with a loud clangor on her plates and grabbed a glass of water from the water pitcher. Right then, Steve stood up with a loud creek from the chair and was open the fridge to grab a bottle of water before he slammed closed the fridge door with