Prisoning Truth
Here I Come For You. (54th Chapter)
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Giselle's POV:
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“Um, excuse me? Could I have the cake?” I ask in complete awkwardness, as the male stands still. His head is covered with a hat, his arms are hidden under the navy jacket, but I could tell that he isn’t a young fellow at all. The smell that’s vibrating off of him, is a mixture of tobacco and a strong cologne; much too expensive to be purchased from his delivery job.
His body begins to turn around, revealing the worst nightmare of my expectations. His wrinkly hand holds out the cake box, where as the other is hiding a silver pistol behind the box.“(He whispers) We can do this the easy way, or the hard way princess. Tell the fucker you are going downstairs to grab the cake, so he won’t get suspicious.”
My face pales out of its human radiations, as it begins to shake in terror. I glance a quick peek at Harry, who gives me a smile as he chews on his food.“(He whispers in demand) You have thirty seconds to be downstairs, or else its bye-bye for your little asshole.” He turns his back around, as his body disappears in the darkness of the dim hallway.
My head feels heavier than a war tank, my throat is drier than the Arabian deserts, and my heart is beating faster than any racing engine. “(He jumps from his seat, rushing to hold my waist in concern) Why are you crying? Who was at the door, and where is the cake?” I haven’t noticed that I was crying, but how could I not if the man of my horror came back to haunt Harry and I? He didn’t die? He actually survived the fire? How did he manage to leave the mansion?
“(He coos, wiping away my tears) Babe, what’s wrong? You’re face is turning yellow. Who was at the door?” No, I won’t let this reenact through our bright future, he can’t be back; I can’t let him hurt Harry. I shrug playing dumb to calm Harry’s concern and worry. “(I sniffle my nose) I um… I’m just happy that it’s our anniversary… The delivery guy told me to come downstairs to pick up the cake, so I told him I’ll pay him there… I’ll be right back.”
Harry’s hands hesitate to let my waistline go, but as soon as they begin to scatter away, I begin to walk out of the door; not being able to maintain my quivering body. “(I stop in my track, when I hear his voice) Something isn’t right, but I trust you. (I nod, not even daring to turn back and look at him) I’ll miss you, doll face.” I clasp my hand over my mouth, shutting my whimpering sobs as I rush out of the door.
I rush my heels to the elevator, pressing the button impatiently. Silly me, I should have known that I will never be able to live my life in peace. A person like me with such dark background in the family region should never be granted serenity. Harry will notice my disappearance when I don’t show up again, soon. But at least I’m leaving him with the happiness and love that we both share.
I hope he remembers me when I’m gone. I might be killed; I might be kidnapped, who knows? But what I am sure of, is that Harry will be unharmed. He’ll be safe, and sooner or later he’ll get tired of searching for me; which will allow him to move on with his life. He has a family to provide for, and he has his own bright future, which I won’t be a part of.
I haven’t noticed that I walked through the elevator, but I get the alert from the dinging tone, while the doors open widely. I walk slowly towards where he stands, smirking at me with fire splattering from his pupils. Here I come for you, demon; here I come for you, father…
Giselle's POV:
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“Um, excuse me? Could I have the cake?” I ask in complete awkwardness, as the male stands still. His head is covered with a hat, his arms are hidden under the navy jacket, but I could tell that he isn’t a young fellow at all. The smell that’s vibrating off of him, is a mixture of tobacco and a strong cologne; much too expensive to be purchased from his delivery job.
His body begins to turn around, revealing the worst nightmare of my expectations. His wrinkly hand holds out the cake box, where as the other is hiding a silver pistol behind the box.“(He whispers) We can do this the easy way, or the hard way princess. Tell the fucker you are going downstairs to grab the cake, so he won’t get suspicious.”
My face pales out of its human radiations, as it begins to shake in terror. I glance a quick peek at Harry, who gives me a smile as he chews on his food.“(He whispers in demand) You have thirty seconds to be downstairs, or else its bye-bye for your little asshole.” He turns his back around, as his body disappears in the darkness of the dim hallway.
My head feels heavier than a war tank, my throat is drier than the Arabian deserts, and my heart is beating faster than any racing engine. “(He jumps from his seat, rushing to hold my waist in concern) Why are you crying? Who was at the door, and where is the cake?” I haven’t noticed that I was crying, but how could I not if the man of my horror came back to haunt Harry and I? He didn’t die? He actually survived the fire? How did he manage to leave the mansion?
“(He coos, wiping away my tears) Babe, what’s wrong? You’re face is turning yellow. Who was at the door?” No, I won’t let this reenact through our bright future, he can’t be back; I can’t let him hurt Harry. I shrug playing dumb to calm Harry’s concern and worry. “(I sniffle my nose) I um… I’m just happy that it’s our anniversary… The delivery guy told me to come downstairs to pick up the cake, so I told him I’ll pay him there… I’ll be right back.”
Harry’s hands hesitate to let my waistline go, but as soon as they begin to scatter away, I begin to walk out of the door; not being able to maintain my quivering body. “(I stop in my track, when I hear his voice) Something isn’t right, but I trust you. (I nod, not even daring to turn back and look at him) I’ll miss you, doll face.” I clasp my hand over my mouth, shutting my whimpering sobs as I rush out of the door.
I rush my heels to the elevator, pressing the button impatiently. Silly me, I should have known that I will never be able to live my life in peace. A person like me with such dark background in the family region should never be granted serenity. Harry will notice my disappearance when I don’t show up again, soon. But at least I’m leaving him with the happiness and love that we both share.
I hope he remembers me when I’m gone. I might be killed; I might be kidnapped, who knows? But what I am sure of, is that Harry will be unharmed. He’ll be safe, and sooner or later he’ll get tired of searching for me; which will allow him to move on with his life. He has a family to provide for, and he has his own bright future, which I won’t be a part of.
I haven’t noticed that I walked through the elevator, but I get the alert from the dinging tone, while the doors open widely. I walk slowly towards where he stands, smirking at me with fire splattering from his pupils. Here I come for you, demon; here I come for you, father…
Notes
Notes for yesterday's chapters: Giselle felt like she doesn't belong, because her role felt useless between the boys' life with their families. She thought that there would be no reason for her to stay, since she doesn't need any protection; and because non of the boys need her help any longer. Giselle saw the happiness in all of their eyes, while they were all smiling and chatting amongst their loved ones; it made her feel like she did not fit in, which caused her to break down into tears. Thankfully, Liam cleared it out for her; and soothed the wrong assumptions out (Y)..........................................................................................................................................................
Notes for today's chapters: Harry showed his massive change, when he compromised and agreed to let Giselle have her independency <3 Giselle mentioned how Harry became a calm and happy person; and how he was able to land a job. Harry and Giselle want to start their lives together; in a fresh and clean path; because they clearly want to be a part of each other's future <3 :') They celebration of their anniversary of being together, was really humble and nothing too fancy and cliche. It came from the heart, and it showed one another how each one of them cares and values the love they have <3 Now, if you're wondering how Santers showed up, and why hasn't he died; you'll know tomorrow don't worry (Y)
Ps: If you're wondering why Harry bought Giselle a phone, go back and read Chapter 7. <3
Questions for tomorrow: Step away? Who doesn't want to waste time? Someone was prepared? Giselle is stunned? :O
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