She is the one by Asheslove (that summer book .TXT) 📗

Chapter-6

When I came in consciousness I found myself sleeping on soft mattress. My head was throbbing in an unbearable pain, the past incidents came rushing like waves and a shiver run down to my body. I instantly sat up on the bed and my eyes directly meet with my hands. There was no blood on them and my cloths, they were also neat, changed into different one.

I snapped my head towards the door when I heard the sound of door knob moving. My breath hitched and heart started beating furiously. Bringing my knees closer to my chest, I squeezed my eyes shut and grabbed them tightly when the sound of opening door came to my ears. I heard footsteps approaching towards me and my grip around my knees tightened. 

'Ssh, Relax' 'calm down, everything is fine' I heard a voice. 

This is not him, its not him, this is not his voice. My grip loosened around my knees and slowly I opened my eyes and relaxed my body when saw Leonardo standing there with a smile on his face. 

"Wh.. what was all that blood about yesterday'' I asked him in mere whisper. 

'Oh! That was nothing just a small accident, don't worry about that'' I relieved on hearing his words because I thought he murdered someone last night and was drenched in that blood.  

'How are you feeling now?" Leonardo asked softly bringing me out of my thoughts. 

"Better now" "but my head" I said touching my fingers to my head and found it swollen "it's hurting badly. What happened last night". 

 

"You suddenly started to scream and then passed out. When you passed out, your fall down and your head hit with the table" he said in calm voice and putting his hand in his pant pocket he handed some tablets to my direction

 "This will help". 

I took the tablets and gave him a quick thanks. He walked to left and was about the open the door when something came to my mind.

 'Was it you who kidnapped me that night' I said looking at him and his steps stopped in track.  

'Do you remember everything about what happened that night' he questioned back raising his one eyebrow at me. 

Well it's not like I remember anything after leaving that club, the images were still all blur even after thinking a lot about that but I don't know why, I felt like it was Leonardo who kidnapped me. 

'No' 'it just came to my mind, just a guess' I replied. 

'Well then your guess is right' he winked at me and saying this left the room.

I gulp the pills, went to bathroom and took the shower. After few minutes Darla came inside the room with the breakfast. I ask her some questions but she doesn't reply any of them, in defeat I ate my breakfast in silence. 

Whole day I sat alone in the room on the couch not knowing what to do. My thoughts again run towards my family, my parents. I don't know whether they still know that I am kidnapped or not. Of, course they have, I am missing from three days. My absence at the workshop must be noticed or maybe not so because the next day I kidnapped was Sunday so according to my idea it's second day, maybe they would have thought I took a leave or I don't know but how will my parents react when they found. No, no, I just wish they will not, I have to escape from here soon. 

My family already had been suffered a lot because of me, I dont want them to suffer more, I want to go back to them, to my mom, to my dad and tears again started to flow from my eyes.

No Elena you can't just sit like this, you need to do something, you have to go back, but how, how will this happen. He doesn't let me even out of this damn room then how. With the thoughts in my mind my eyes roam in the room and get fixed at the big painting which was hanging above the bed. I didn't see it before, maybe because of my disturbed mind and thoughts. The painting was of a dark forest in the dark night with the long trees painted beautifully. It was a dark painting but a little different from the dark paintings I had seen. It's looking like a normal painting of a forest and all it shows is huge forest which was crept in peach night. My artist eyes were not looking it the way it looks, there must be something in the painting which is out of sight, which is hidden. I'm trying to understand the imagination or idea of artist behind painting such darkness which is enough to engulf every ounce of light. I can see the shadow of moon yet it was more like its immersing in that forest instead if enlighting it.

The door opens and the devil himself appears in sight. My breath knocked and a lump formed in my throat on seeing him but I eased a little when saw there was no blood this time. I swallow the lumb and averted my gaze from him and fixate it back on the painting but I can't control the building fear inside me. I realize how much the painting depicts him, beautiful from outside and complete dark from inside enough dark to even leave devil behind. I tried to remain calm, to remain still but my heart was at the point to burst. I don't know what he was going to do this time. I want to scream I want to run away from him but have no where to go. I can sense his cold gaze piercing through my body. My mind had stopped thinking the moment he entered inside. 

"Come here" he commanded in his cold and demanding voice. 

I stayed freezed on my position not even moving a bit, motionless. He was the one who had kept me caged here forcefully why will I take orders from him, from my kidnapper. My dignity won't allow me and if I do as he ask then he'll think I am weak and he can easily claim me like he wants, I have to stay strong.

"Come here Elena" again his voice came to my ears. This time it was more louder and threatening from earlier with hint of anger in it but I still remained adamant on my position, my eyes strained on the painting. 

No El don't, don't get scared, don't show him you are afraid of him, don't show any weakness, don't show him your fear he can't do anything to you until you will allow him. I said inside my head to encourage my scared self.

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