chapter Six.

Angelica

I neither knew where I was or if I could trust the said Mr Parker, after all, he could be working for those barbarians, I hope not, cause it would mean I would go back to square one after all the effort I put in trying to leave that repulsing place of a hotel.

" am good enough to go Dr," I said to him as I willed my body to leave the comfortable bed it so badly wanted to continue lying in.

"am so sorry miss, you can't leave without Don's permission or else he will behead not only me but my family as well," he said with so much apprehension it almost willed me to lay my ass back on the comfortable bed, the keyword being 'almost.'

Ummmmm," I murmured awkwardly as I tried to look for anything I could wear on my feet," am sorry that the said don is so cruel he would behead your family and you, but I have to be honest with you doc, I hold no affiliation to either you or this don you speak of, I am a citizen who can exercise her freedom of movement voluntarily like everyone else, that being said, I need to go bef......"

"Oumph..."

I was almost tackled to the ground by this stupid doctor I started to detest the more time I spent in his presence.

"I'm sorry I had to do this miss, but I will forcefully tie you to this bed if I have to. I am not ready to jeopardise my and my family's safety over a girl who was in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Girl?who?me? Who does this man think he's calling a girl, but I could sense the seriousness of his threat in his words, if I have to get out of here I need to behave. for now.

"Am sorry doc, I didn't mean to make you feel threatened." I plastered my sweetest phony smile to accompany my fake apology.

"It's ok miss." He accepted my apology with a smile.

His smile is so bright and genuine it almost makes me feel bad for what I am about to do to him.

"Where is the bathroom?" I asked him with a smile.

"It's over there miss, ill leave you to it while I talk to the don." He responded while leaving the room to give me some space.

I only have one opportunity at this, one shot to get out of here, one bullet to hit two targets, one shoelace to tie a pair of shoes, ok that was a little out of context. The bathroom I was directed to is very spacious. There is a huge Jacuzzi in the middle of the room, my body immediately sought after the comfort it could give it. 'concentrate you fool 'i told my stupid brain not all that glitters is gold. adjacent to the jacuzzi are huge glass doors that lead to a shower, next to it is a toilet. There is a fancy looking sink but the most breathtaking object in the room was the beautiful mirror that covered three-fourths of the room. I walked to one end of the mirror and staring back at me were my lifeless silver eyes. My mother always told me they were my best feature, but at the moment they didn't seem like it. My skin looks so cold at the lack of my mother's touch. Even my hair looks lifeless. Those monsters took the light out of my life. The very light that gave me life.

" miss, miss come out now" I hear the doctor's voice from the other side of the door.

right on time doc, now come in and get me. For once I feel like a big bad wolf waiting for her prey.

"miss I have to come in and get you if you don't come out," miss, mi--"

smash!!!!

The vase and the doctor fell on the marble bathroom floor and his blood started coating the cold floor. my shaking hands and legs were the only indicator of my nervousness.

"'Am so sorry doc, you should have let me go when I peacefully asked you."

I dashed for the door and ran out of it like the madwoman I am, my feet carried me with all the strength they had as I stepped barefoot on the cold floor through this maze of a mansion. My heart dropped with every step I took, there was no way out of this place I thought as I took another right turn. I could feel tears of frustration and helplessness sting the corners of my eyes. As I take another left turn i am met with nothing but more walls, if I had threatened the doctor to help me out of this godforsaken place I wouldn't have had to go all through hell. as If he would have. I scoffed at my delirious thinking before quickening my pace.

"Oh baby Jesus, if you are up there please help me out of this house." I sent silent prayers before taking another right turn. Like the one, before I expected to be met by nothing but some more walls but I saw stairs!! like real stairs that lead to a living room and that living room had a door!!!
Finally, my luck is turning around, "thank you baby Jesus, thank you!!"

The thought of getting out of this maze of a mansion was enough to send a rush of adrenaline throughout my body pushing my tiny feet to move faster than they ever have. like the idiot I am, I almost stopped to admire the beautiful living room of this mansion once I reached the end of the staircase. Despite all the confusing walls this mansion has, it is beautifully decorated, it doesn't look to modernised neither does it look too ancient. Luckily, my line of view was met by a door before I could do anything stupid like sitting on every couch in this room to find out if they were as soft and comfy as they looked.
I am immediately hit by warm rays of sunlight the moment I step out of the retched mansion. The feel of the soft cool breeze in my hair is soothing and relaxing. But like most good things,my moment is cut short by the men in black that are surrounding the mansion.
Wow just wow!!! just when I thought I was free I had to be met by this!!is this a joke,? oh sweet babby Jesus why me? I ranted in my head while looking at the sky like it will magically talk back.
Unlike some badass women out there I won't manage to beat all these trained looking assassins to a pulp. how am I going to get out of this place? I mean I know they know am out why are they not doing anything?
They are waiting for you to take another step before they shoot you down. For once my subconscious has helped me with some sense. I mean should I walk out of this place casually and with grace like the Queen my mother raised me to be or I should run out of here like the madwoman was born to be. Oh, sweet baby Je--

"Miss?" My little head rant was cut short when one of the men in black stood before me.
Oh no, I should have run out of this place when I had the chance.

"Yes? how may I help you?" I responded as casually as I could.
Wait, my legs are moving when did they start moving. Oh no, I think the madwomen took this chance to resurface, I mean how could I not realise I was walking?

"Miss where are you going?" The same stoic looking face asked again

"Where am going?" I asked him.I hope this little stunt can get me as far away from the other men in black. I mean if I can talk to him while I walk I can get out right?...right?

"I just asked you the same question." He responded, I could sense he was getting irritated but I wasn't going to stop yet cause he and I have covered a favourable distance from the other men in black.

"So did I, why did you ask me the same question asked you?" Oh wow, am good at this. I should have been an actress.

"Am sorry to say this but you ca--

I hit him where the sun doesn't sun before he could finish his sentence. I didn't wait to see his reaction and started sprinting again.

" Sorry!!" I apologised as I ran out of there as my life depends on it, well in this case it did.

I could hear a lot of gruff voices behind me but didn't once turn back to see. Just as I am about to reach the huge iron gates I see a car approaching me at fast speed. My head unconsciously looked back and I immediately regretted my action. The men in black chasing after me looked scarier than the car approaching me at full speed. I frantically look around for any escape root but all I see is nothing but a bush, a bush!? With no other choice, I turn right and sprint into the bush. This moment feels like deja vu. It seems like running in bushes is becoming a normal occurrence since leaving the hotel. I mean at this rate I can safely say that Usain Bolt got nothing on me.

I ran as far as my legs could let me before I feel hands encircle my waist.

"Let me go you barbaric pig! let me go! before I make sure you never have a chance to ever reproduce on this earth." I thrashed expecting the pig that was holding me in a vice-like grip to let go after my threat but instead he, he......chuckled and before I knew it, the pig was full-blown laughing.

"I've had women call me a lot of names but a 'pig' hasn't been any of them" a smooth deep velvety voice responded behind me. I could feel the vibration of his words in my back and the effect of it sent involuntarily shivers through my spine and this temporarily stopped my thrashing and screaming.

I've heard men speak before but not once have I been so affected by a mere voice.

"Let me go!" I screamed again once the effect of whatever his voice carried was washed off by his chuckles.

"Will you run if I do?" He asked.

"What do you think you pig?!! I mean yes I will run. I was doing just that before you stopped me." I screamed back. he let out a tired breath, a breath that tickled my ears and part of my neck. How did I not realise he was this close?

"Then no, I can let you go Angelica." He said back while walking back to the mansion. Mansion? no! I was running away from there. oh, but how he said my name, it was so beautiful, Wait, how does he know my name?

"How do you know my name?"

"Do you want me to let you go or tell you how I know your name?"

"Let me go."

"Will you run?"

"No." I mean I will but I won't tell him that.

"I don't trust you won't run." Good choice because I will run.

"I won't," I said trying to add as much sincerity to my voice as I could musterupp.

"I still don't trust you won't run the moment I let your tiny feet hit the ground." He responded while looking at my tiny feet.

Ignoring his insult I said "Ok if I run you can ask one of your men in black to shoot me down." What? Angelica? Your foolishness knows no boundaries, I mean why would you ask for death on a silver platter you have vengeance to take. Sadly I don't think before I rant my mouth.

"Not happening" I heard a familiar voice say back, the only difference is that it was laced with anger. but why?

I didn't have time to think about it as my position was switched and I was now being carried like a sack of potatoes.


© Vanessa kasonde