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Love You Or Hate You, I Can't Decide, Book2 - Chapter 68
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Episode-68 you should feel hunger and thirst
Celeste’s POV:
I guess it’s his room, his belongings are
here so it must be his… I feel fear in this place, this bed makes me remind
last night… I walked in the shower as I
gathered my energy… I was in this bathtub hugging myself… I cried as I
remembered everything clear as it can be, the burns he gave me stings… the
marks Ernest left on my body are telling my shameful truth… I screamed,
“dad!… why you did this to your Cele?… because of you… I am destroyed…” I
cried… I said to myself, “no… he is responsible, Ernest is responsible for
this.. how can he call this justice for Isabella?”
What should I
do?… I need to escape, but I know there is no escape from this mansion,
everyone has to go through a security check, the doors lock and unlock by a
code which is only up to royals and promising staff.. I was never told the pass
code… I can hide in this mansion but not
a escape…
I should just
die, l looked at the water and should I just drown myself… I was about to agree
to this thought, when mom’s face ran in my mind…. No!.. I can’t do this… I
can’t leave my mom alone… if I die then Ernest will go after my mother.. no!..
I will take this on me.. till I am
alive, I am ready to suffer but mom shouldn’t suffer anymore… she is my only
family….
I got out of the
shower, and walked to the closet… everything here is of hers… every moment I feel like my existence is
vanishing… I got dressed… my leg hurts a little but I managed to go to the
door, I tried to unlock it… but… but it’s locked… am I a locked?!!!!.. no… I don’t like this… I knocked on the door
but no answer came in…
Few hours
later, I was sitting by the wall, my tears dried up on my cheek… I am hungry,
thirsty… all day I stayed in this room without water or food.. how can he do
this to me?… I feel dizzy.. my body is weak, I haven’t eaten, and I feel
weaker…. I need help…
The door opened,
I saw Ernest, he smirked and walked in the room.. he removed his coat, he said,
“you feel hungry… right?…. sorry, Isabella… but I would like to torture this
Celeste a little… you should feel hunger and thirst..”
I whispered, “you…
destroyed me completely…. Everything I had… everything was I… what more you
want..” he just smirked… he ignored my question and said, “you are on floor…
almost lifeless…. Satisfying…” he grinned.
I
slowly got up, I need water… I am starving…. He doesn’t get it, he is enjoying
my pain…. He walked to me as he folded his sleeves, I looked at him lifelessly…
I feel like my body is giving up…. He stood close to me and said, “.. do… you …
want… something… then beg…” he is mocking me, tears filled my eyes.. am I ready
to break myself respect like this?… I pushed him away.. I almost lost my step
in it… I was about to fall when he pulled me close to him… I feel my vision
blurring out…
I was in his arms,
his sent is telling me this.. I closed my eyes, it became really hard to keep
them open, I grabbed into his shirt and said with my broken words, “you…. you
are really.. really… bad… you can’t be.. a person… Ernest… I hate you….”
everything went blank….
Ernest’s POV:
. I know she is starving and thirsty… her
shaking body is telling me that… I walked close to her and said, “.. do… you …
want… something… then beg…” her eyes turned teary, s*it!!!… those eyes and
now her hairs too.. I hate when I see this face crying…
She pushed me
away, but she didn’t had that much strength, she was falling instead… I grabbed
her waist and pulled her on myself, she grabbed into my clothes as her eyes are
closing up, she is supporting herself with my body.. I heard her whispers, “you….
you are really.. really… bad… you can’t be.. a person… Ernest… I hate you….” as
she said this, she hates me.. my feast clenched.. she fall on the floor… you
hate me?… do you hate right to do that?… I should be the one to hate you, I
should be the one to kill you with my own bullet, but I couldn’t kill you… I
don’t know why…