Chapter 53


    96 hours and 50 minutes have passed. August was locked up in that same bedroom of her captor''s.


    Her eyes were sealed at a certain surface of the white ceiling. Her eyes were dull, they looked as if


    they belonged to a dead person. Dull and lifeless. It didn''t shed any more tears, they were dried and


    her tears were now parched on her cheeks. She wasn''t wearing the same clothes anymore, instead,


    she was in a white knee-high simple dress and matching undergarments. Her arms were sore, she


    pulled on the ropes that were fastened to her wrists and almost screamed in pain. She had been in that


    position for two days straight, her wrists were on fire, her arms went numb from the pain. She tried to


    scream but it was interrupted by the thick material that was ced on her mouth. The cloth muffled her


    agonizing screams and painful whimpers. The bedroom wasn''t soundproof, so the maids and the


    guards could hear her screams but Lucifer warned them to not untie her or let her out of the bedroom.


    She wasn''t entirely alone there, one of the maids would alwayse and check on her, they would


    give her food and escort her to the bathroom if she needed to go. But they never untied her, she tried to


    leave the room thrice but never seeded. The maids eventually felt pity for her but they didn''t dare to


    help her escape.


    She tried to move her legs but at that time her legs were also tied, she couldn''t see what it was tied to


    but she would feel a sharp pain every time she tugged on the ropes. She had been trying to get free


    from the ropes for two days straight and that was the third day she was lying on the bed, and too tired


    to even move a muscle. Her eyes closed as she began to recall the day, the moment, and the


    inducement of her contemporary condition.


    ***


    It was seven o''clock at night, Lucifer was never in his bedroom at that time and August tried to go out


    of the room but it was locked from the other side. She grabbed the nket in frustration and threw it on


    the floor, her anxiety was taking over her normal state. She had nned out everything she wanted to


    do and now she could only hope her n would work out.


    After thirty minutes, a maid entered the room with a trolley with lots of different types of food on it. She


    locked the door behind her and put the key in her white apron pocket. She carefully eyed her actions.


    ''If I could just take the key from her somehow...''


    She thought. She still had to n something out before the maid left the room. Her teeth nibbled on her


    bottom lip; her eyes looked up to the maid. The maid was putting the food on the te carefully and


    served her with a gentle smile. August tried to pass her a smile. But all she could think about was the


    key and the unlocked door, she thought she might seed if she just tried once.


    The maid ced a big piece of bread on a te with a ton of vegetables on it, she served it along with


    a small bowl of soup. She was starving, but she could not think about the food at that time, she had to


    run. She refused to eat and told the maid that she wasn''t hungry but the maid insisted that she ate a


    little. August was afraid that if the maid left, she''d lose her chance to escape. She grabbed the bowl of


    soup and loosened her grip on her when she was taking it close to her. The bowl dropped on the maid,


    staining her white apron.


    "Oh no!" August said. "I''m so sorry, I didn''t mean to do that." She went to help the girl by smudging a


    wet napkin on her apron.


    "Don''t worry, ma''am. I will take care of it." The maid smiled and took off her apron. August felt bad for


    her but at the same time, she felt rage. Rage for her ''master''. He was the reason she had to cause


    trouble to someone so that she could escape the devil. Her throat was getting dry, she had never


    thought to hurt anyone emotionally let alone physically, and here she was dropping a hot bowl of soup


    on a poor girl who wasn''t even responsible for her bad condition.


    "Can you please give me some water?" She asked her. The maid gently smiled and turned away from


    her to get her some water. She took that as a chance to slip her hand inside the apron that she had


    ced over the trolley and took out the keys. She hid it inside the bedsheets. When the maid handed


    her the ss of water, she took it and finished it in a few gulps. She was nervous.


    After a few minutes, August dismissed the maid. She ate a little and hoped that the maid would leave


    the room. She also hoped the maid wouldn''t look for her keys, but she wasn''t that fortunate.


    The maid went to lock the door and she realized the key was gone from her apron, she frowned and


    looked for it everywhere. August chewed on her bottom lip to stop it from shivering.


    ''What do I do now?'' She thought to herself.


    Before the maid could take any action, August pushed her aside and her body hit the wall making her


    scream. She felt terrible for what she did but it didn''t stop her from running. She kept running till she


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    was out of the house. She was thankful that the house was big enough to muffle the low scream that


    came out of the maid''s mouth.


    ****


    August.


    I ran as fast as I could. My heart was beating so fast that I felt like it would explode out of my chest. My


    whole body was sweating despite the freezing temperature. I heard a loud roaring sounding from


    the sky and realized it was already raining.


    A few droplets of rain touched my face and in the blink of an eye, I was fully soaking wet from the rain.


    But that did not stop me from running...


    The white knee-high dress I was wearing was covered in mud and dirt from all the times I had tripped


    down on the ground. I did not know where I was going... I just knew that I had to run!


    I did not know where I was. I stopped running and looked around me. I could see a ce surrounded


    by dark walls and a metal gate. It looked empty. It waste at night.


    There were no houses anywhere near that ce, there were only a few streetmps. I gulped and


    clutched my dress tightly. I slowly made my way near the gate and opened it. There was a small park


    inside. I was surprised to see that the gate was open at that hour of the night. It was so dark I could


    barely see a thing. I didn''t even bring my phone or any shlight with me.


    I slowly stepped forward; my heart was pounding in my chest. I was scared. No, I was terrified. The


    whole thing was scaring me to death.


    ''I finally ran away from him...'' I muttered to myself. I finally did it...!


    But I knew he would be looking for me. I prayed to God that I would not get caught...I did not want to


    return to that hell again...


    I noticed an empty bench near where I was standing. I sat on it. My throat was dry and my bare feet


    were in pain from all the pounding they had received from the ground. I brought my hands to my feet


    and touched them. I hissed in pain noticing that they were bleeding already. I was sure it was some


    rock that had cut my feet.


    My cheeks warmed up and my eyes were filled with tears.


    "How would I run now?" my heart filled up with helplessness with this despairing thought.


    I tried to stand up but failed miserably, I sat back on the bench, too tired and hurt to stand up. But I


    knew I couldn''t stay here for long. I knew that if I did, he would find me and drag me back to his hell.


    But for now, I had to find shelter from the rain beating down on my body.


    I tried looking around the park to see if there was any shed that I could stay in for the night. I could not


    see anything in the dark. In the darkness, I could see a stick and I immediately thought I could bear the


    pain that my feet were in if I use the stick. The night was getting breezy and I began shivering from the


    cold. I had to find shelter quickly.


    I wrapped my hands around myself and rubbed my palm on my arms. Then I suddenly felt someone


    touch my shoulder...I froze in my seat and gasped.


    Their hand was cold and rough... it was a simr touch that I could recognize...


    I gulped and looked behind and I wanted nothing but to just cry my heart out when I saw who was


    standing there.


    "Hello, butterfly. Missed me?"


    All the terror was too much for me toprehend. I felt my heart drop like it never had before. The gulp


    in my throat was so intense that I could not even breathe and after a few moments of trembling in


    horror, I started to feel dizzy and passed out.