For the next few minutes or more, I completely forgot what Van has done and did to me. Damon’s words are enough to keep me calm and composed. Eventually, it wore off.
I took a bath and laid on my soft bed with my eyes on the ceiling. My thoughts were occupied with Van. All my hard work down the drain. I had little money left so I do not regret staying back to work. If only I had been more careful, he wouldn’t have found me.
Escaping from him last time cost me literally everything. He won’t make the mistake this time, I’m stuck with him whether I like it or not. This time, I have this weird feeling in the pit of my gut that it’ll be worse than before.
THREE YEARS EARLIER
Over the next few days, I felt insecure about everything. I had my house double checked for cameras, I changed all my locks and looked over my shoulders in everything I did. I began to live the life of an outcast, a loner.
I followed the latest news updates and Octavia moved the wedding up. A cover photo was displayed and the editor captioned them as the happiest couple in town. I crumpled it in a ball and tossed it into the trash. While they’re having the time of their lives, I feel like am caged.
A wild animal perhaps. Van kept to his words, I noticed the littlest things. He even managed to have some of my neighbours watching me. It gave me the creeps.
The mailman, the food vendor. All of them had hawk eyes directed straight at me. My things were packed and ready. The moment I see an opening, I’m out of here.
I’ll find a place to hide before I board a ticket out of the state. It’s not safe here for me anymore. I had a feeling Octavia wasn’t even done with me yet. She was too powerful to let what I did to her slide. Van possessiveness makes me feel powerless. Just too many problems on my back making me unable to think straight.
A week had past and I’m still not able to leave. The minute I try, I get blocked. On the upside, Van hasn’t paid any surprise visits. He just seems to want to keep me close and nothing more.
I had just returned from an evening jog surprised to see my lock had been tampered with. My heart pounded against my chest and the next minute I felt a sack being pulled over my head. A strong body carried me into a car and zoomed off. As I tried to scream, a needle pierced my skin making me pass out.