Chapter-7

Author's POV:

Daniel walked in his house hoping his parents won't be there. He was limping a little. But his mind was at worst.

He thought Mr. Morris was a good guy but looks like he had motives. His mind was crying on the thought that Vanessa had to risk her life for someone weak as him

He wished he never lied to his parents and went there, but going there for the second time then the third time today.... everything was his mistake.

He heard a grasp, he saw his mother rushing to him worried. He knew at this time his parents would be home, he never thought it through.

Silvia said touching her son's burses, his face was turning red and blue at points.

He tried to look away, when is mother asked worried, "Daniel... Baby, who did this?... god!" She was already looking in distress.

His mind reminded Mr. Morris word, 'All of this goes to someone's ears and she is dead..... and yea.. your father too, I would be glad to kill him.'

Daniel just whispered, "Mom... I am f-fine... Leave me alone."

Silvia said instantly, "No you are not..." She made him sit, and the panic in the house caused Lewis to check on his wife as he was in his study.

Lewis eyes went wide, while Daniel was hiding his face.

Silvia was already giving him first aid murmuring her concern.

She turned to Lewis saying, "We should get to doctor..." she turned back to Daniel whispering, "God! my baby.."

Lewis asked Daniel, "Who did this to you?"

Daniel stayed silent, Silvia whispered, "Baby, who did this you?... don't be scared."

Lewis lifted Daniel's face, causing him to hiss. Lewis was concerned on the punch marks. He asked again concerned, "Dan, who did this to you?... tell me son"

Daniel wanted to tell but the same threat rang in his mind, 'All of this goes to someone's ears and she is dead..... and yea.. your father too, I would be glad to kill him.'

He looked down saying, "Nothing...."

Silvia was losing it, she said, "Daniel, you can tell us...."

He still didn't spoke much. Lewis said, "I am filing a report, no one can treat my son like this."

Daniel got up saying, "No!..."

Silvia and Lewis looked at him stunned, Daniel said, "I had a fight with someone.... Don't do this, they said I am cry baby because my Dad is Commissioner... I don't need help..."

Lewis was angry on his son, but he still asked, "Who were they?"

Daniel said, "I don't know... they were just random boys..... I lost my temper....."

Lewis asked again, "But your mother said you went for movie...."

Daniel looked at his mom unsure to make up a reason. He said, "No.. I lied...."

Silvia said, "Daniel, Where you had a fight ?.... No one can treat you like this, why would you do all of this. What if something happened to you?" While Lewis was losing it.

Daniel said losing it, "Stop it!!!!....I am not a kid! I will deal with this myself!!! why you all are bugging me anyways!!!!... I had a fight not you!"

His father screamed, "Shut up!!!"

He flinched, Lewis warned, "first you lie, then fight like a goon and you are talking back with this attitude!!!... Daniel you are grounded till I see regret in you for today... go to your room!!"

Daniel was in tears, he looked down limping to his room.

As the door shut, Silvia said, "His leg... and those marks.... I bet they were more than one.... I must finish first aid."

Lewis grabbed Silvia's hand saying, "Wait....Let it hurt for while.... His attitude caused today, He must learn his leason."

Vanessa's POV:

I felt the car moving, I tried to flutter open my eyes. My eyes straight went to the car roof.

Then I heard, "Finally..."

I saw the person in the seat right in front to me, Mr. Morris. Suddenly the memories crawled back.... what have I done?

I threw myself away?

But... was I ready to let a kid die in front of me, and regret not doing anything all my life, no never. I can't live with that kind of guilt.

I tried to sit up feeling extremely uncomfortable. Even though the car is spacious and luxurious I feel like I am getting suffocated.

I kept my head down fearing for the worst. I am sure it's been hours since the car is driving. I can see it's almost afternoon. I am starving.

I realized by the view outside, we are in some dense wooded area.

Suddenly My eyes went with Mr. Morris, I was stunned.

By subconscious said, 'if we eliminate his tattoos he is familiar...."

I reminded myself there is no way I wound be around people like him. But what is he going to do with me.

Kill me? sell me? or worst?

I am sweating.

My subconscious whispered again, 'You shouldn't have got into this'

There is no turning back, if I oppose now I will die right here in middle of woods.

I heard him, "Done running your brain."

I looked at him, "Hu?" I was stunned.

He smirked asking, "You made a deal to save someone nothing to you.... are you having affair with kid or his father?"

I was hurt by those words.

But I replied, "Nothing like that..... it's up to you to trust this.... His mother is miserable losing her elder son, I just... just didn't wanted that.... It sounds stupid, but I pity her.... anyways there nothing like someone would worried if I die..."

I looked straight in his eye saying, " I have no one"

I really have no one to cry for me, search for me or worry for me.

Maybe death will be scary painful.... but it happens finally I can see my grandma again, see my parents again in heaven, if heaven really exist.

If it doesn't then maybe this will be end of this painful life for me.

I have no one to love me either, if I was meant for that then I would have met someone to love... but No.

I faced him stern as I said, "You promised not to hurt that family, and in return my life is yours."

My life will mean something if I saved a family.

I realized his eyes were dark, like anger was flowing out of them.

I realized the car already stopped.

The next moment I got dragged in this Palace like building. There is no use to fight, so my eyes wondered around trying to figure out this place.

I whispered to myself, "Guards, Guns.... Huge wall and gate.... dense forest.... and this silent gloomy deadly aura.... I am sure in hell."

My subconscious spitted at me, 'See.... now you can't even run.... what are you going to do?'

I don't know.

I felt like thrown on the floor, I grasped as my hand hit the hard marble.

I heard Mr. Morris scream, "Martha!!!"

He called for the same name one more time. I heard footsteps. I sat up holding my arm, looking around the maids standing there fearful.

I noticed Mr. Morris was looking at his old women bowing to him. He shot a glance at me, I lowered my head in fear.

I know I am not like that usually, but this place is freaking me out.

The old women name Martha said, "Yes, Master...."

They call him Master, but earlier Daniel said he was Morris. What he thinks he is to have these titles attached to him?

He is just a bad man into nasty things.

Mr. Morris said, "I brought you a replacement."

I looked at Mr. Morris, He said to the old women, "Martha, doesn't look like you will last more than a decade, when you die.... this girl will take your position... Teach her everything...."

He wants me to work for him my lifetime.... but didn't I offered it.

Martha looked at me with some kind of pity. Mr. Morris said walking away, "Seems like she is educated, it's you but better...."

Hours later, I stood in front of this Old Women Martha nervous, she was doing something on her table.

She asked, "What is your name?"

I whispered, "Vanessa Floris"

She sighed, she asked, "How you even got in this position?... what you did?" Like she was displeased by me.

OR... is she worried?

I said looking down, "It... It was my only option.... I couldn't let him die, he is barely a kid..." I didn't gave details, but looks like she wasn't interested.

Martha sat down saying, "I am Martha, the head maid. I am working my all life for Master... and his father. I handle every maid here..... You better learn fast, it will be better for you...."

I was in tears looking down, I don't know why, I just want to cry.

Martha passed me ointment saying, "It will help your arm." My tears stream down, realizing she noticed my pain. This women touched the scratch on my forehead as she sighed.